Saturday, September 30, 2006
I'm the type of person that when you tell me I can't have something I want it. I want it so badly that until I get it I think about it all day, all night, and everywhere else in between. I realized a few days into wearing my cast that I wouldn't be able to make spaghetti. I figured not only couldn't I open the can with my can opener but draining a pot of spaghetti would be all but impossible. Over the next week and a half I thought a lot about spaghetti. In fact I thought about it so often that I finally went to the store to see what I could make that resembled spaghetti. I think by the time I got to the check out people either thought I was the extremely obsessive type or just plain crazy. With a smile on my face I unloaded my stash. 4 boxes lasagna hamburger helper, 4 cans of spaghettios with franks (pop top of course), 4 cans of spaghettios with meatballs, 2 cans Chef boyardee with mini meatballs, 4 cans of Chef boyardee with large meatballs, and several brands of spaghetti type tv dinners. I immediately went home, popped the top off 1 can of spaghettios, heated it up, and devoured it, right out of the pot. All I can say is bon appetit!