Tuesday, August 4, 2009

You're [invited for] dinner!

Welcome to my humble abode! Come in, come in. Please, make yourself comfortable and have a seat right over here in this large 50 quart pot...er, hot tub. Yes, it's a hot tub! I thought perhaps a little R & R before dinner. You can stew over your day at work whilst I prepare the woodchuck au gratin. Please, have a drink. What's that? It tastes funny? It's just a little lemon juice and olive oil marina...uh, margarita. Ole'? While you're in there, could you just tuck these potatoes and carrots around you? Perfect, thanks. Let me know if they start getting mealy, would you? Now, if you could just pop this thermometer in your mouth...What? Oh, I'm just concerned about your health. You look a little peaked. Just wanted to make sure you're not running...a fever. Wonderful! Everything is cooking right along, and dinner will be served shortly. So glad you could make it.

9 comments:

  1. Ariel, your so funny! Woodchuck au gratin taste pretty nommy!

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  2. Dinner at your place has a whole new meaning! Sounds like downright cannabalism to me! Ariel, your mama is a hoot.

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  3. Ariel, I can see you are "serving" your guest very nicely.

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  4. Hee Hee....what are you serving??? Not uSSSSS!!

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  5. Haha! We're getting out of here before we find ourselves on a plate!

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  6. Oops! I think I'll come back another time . . .

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  7. Hehehehehehehe!! We think we will come back another night to eat!!
    Your FL furiends,

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