6 10 2012
He Has a Point
From The Archives 2010:
I had a real craving for my Mother's meatloaf this week, so last night I decided to go ahead and make one.
Dad and I both love to have meatloaf sandwiches the day after, so I made an extra large one.
After an hour in the oven, it was definatley not cooked yet. The meat thermometer was under 140 degrees.
"You're still not done." I mumbled under my breath after another checking on it a half hour later.
"What?" My Dad asked.
"I was talking to the meatloaf." I replied.
"And I was worried about losing my mind." He said with a smile.
"At least I'm not talking to meatloaves."