So, my neighbor sends me the following as a gag, copying Mrs.:
It's the only type of cooking a real man will do. When a man volunteers to do the BBQ the following chain of events are put into motion:
1) The woman buys the food.
2) The woman makes the salad, vegetables, and dessert.
3) The woman prepares the meat for cooking, places it on a tray along with the necessary cooking utensils and sauces, and takes it to the man who is lounging beside the grill -- beer in hand.
4) The man places the meat on the grill.
5) The woman goes inside to organize the plates and cutlery.
6) The woman comes out to tell the man that the meat is burning. He thanks her and asks if she will bring another beer while he deals with the situation.
7) The man takes the meat off the grill and hands it to the woman.
8) The woman prepares the plates, salad, bread, utensils, napkins, sauces, and brings them to the table.
9) After eating, the woman clears the table and does the dishes.
10) Everyone praises the man and thanks him for his cooking efforts.
11) The man asks the woman how she enjoyed "her night off."
And, upon seeing her annoyed reaction, concludes that there's just no pleasing some women
Funny enough. Mrs. writes back, copying me:
1. The woman suggests to the man that they invite his family for a BBQ.
2. The woman takes a nap.
3. The man decides what they need and takes the children to Costco, Brach's, and Stop & Shop.
4. The man comes home, puts away the groceries and marinates the meat.
5. The man prepares side dishes & salad while watching the children in the backyard.
6. The woman finally gets up and throws some paper plates on the table.
7. The man runs back and forth to the grill while everyone else eats the delicious meal.
8. The man and woman clear the table together, and no one washes the dishes.
Just call me the luckiest woman in the world..... ;-)
Boy, did I marry the right woman? I know she really likes me, but it's nice to hear it sometimes.
UPDATE: I should mention that Mrs. has dramatically undersold her contributions. The last BBQ she was referring to saw her make the salad, a side dish, and entertain the children until the relations showed up. Incidentally, I made a honey mustard marinade for the chicken that was FABULOUS. The neighbor who sent the original email came over to partake, and she kept saying how good it was.
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