Tivo Fail =[

I'm slowly remembering that microwaveable dinners, if chosen correctly, are insanely delicious. TV dinners, why have I stopped eating you!?

It may have been the time when it was just Bart and I sitting at home, fending for ourselves while our parentals worked at the post office, when Bart cooked up some cordon bleu TV dinners for us. We liked that fancy stuff. Well, I had never had cordon bleu before, so not only was that a first experience for me, but I also had no idea how to use a knife. I was about 6 or so, that stage in life where my mom and dad cut my food for me. Those were the days..

Anyway, I asked Bart to cut my cordon bleu, and he flipped out and said, "No! You need to learn how to do that yourself, because you're old enough!" Bear in mind, Bart is six years older than I am, so he probably had a lot of tween angst towards me, the cute adorable one who never got into trouble. Clearly, he was attacking me passively by calling into question my inability to cut things with a knife. So I got a butter knife and started attempting to cut the cordon bleu. If you don't know wtf that is, I suggest you don't try it. Not only was it disgusting to eat, but it was also EXTREMELY hard to cut.

Needless to say, my fear of cordon bleu, as well as my awkward knife cutting has stuck with me, even now 19 years later. Thank you, Bart for ruining my relationship with TV dinners, as well as knives. Way to go.

(I love Bart though, because he won me a Tigger from a claw machine for my birthday. It was a happy day, indeed =] Yes, I am that simple. I really do love my brobro though!)

"To become a spectator of one's own life is to escape the suffering of life." (Oscar Wilde)