Tuesday, February 15, 2011


I don't know why, but recently, I have been obsessing a little bit about getting an apron. Not an unhealthy kind of obsession where I forget to feed the children because I was thinking about an apron so much. But I have found myself having the same conversation in my head for the better part of two months. It goes like this:

That apron I saw today was super cute.
What do you need an apron for? You don't even cook. And when you do cook, you hardly get messy using the microwave.
That's true. But I could get little matching ones for me and the girls for when we bake cookies.
Troy's the one that does the baking with the girls.
True. But wouldn't it be cute to wear a little frilly apron with turquoise and orange birds on it, while I host little get togethers.
You don't have any local friends.
But I will have some soon. And with it only being mid-winter up North, people are bound to come visit soon.
True. But what do you need an apron for? To protect your fancy Zorbaz Pizza and Mexican tee shirt?

So there you have it. I want an apron for no good reason. My Chef will no doubt read this and tell me something about not needing to go out and buy and apron when we have 6 of them in a bin in the garage. Then I will have to explain why they would never do because they are plain and white and totally functional. The kind of apron I want is frilly and pretty and I wouldn't dare get anything on it.  To which he will ask me why I would want to wear a pretty, frilly apron over my sweats. To which I will reply: What's your point? To which he would most likely give me a nice smile, shake his head and finish cooking dinner.


  1. And all those reasons are why I'll probably never have on either! Love your blog :)

  2. ANd I just realized somehow my profile is blocked for my blog...gota figure out how to fix..I'm not some weird stalker...I promise! My husband David Grell and Troy went to school together :)

  3. Hi Heather! Stalk away! Thanks for reading!