Ups and Downs..

So yes, finally I've got an oven! About time too! Hmm...but I forgot to bring the recipe back, so I guess my cookies will have to wait till next week. Damn. I was looking forward to trying it out (Isabel's recipes). I promised to give my first batch of cookies to Mr J. *chuckles* Poison him...hahaha! Oh yes, he's back for the holidays. For a month or so, then he would have to go back for summer classes. Coming back to chase his dear "Marilyn" too...*hehehe*

Anyways, THose who know me will know that I can hardly cook for nuts. Man, even a trip to Seoul Garden will get me all "armed"...much as I like the food. You see, I'm afraid of spurting oil. Yes. So either whoever I'm with cooks for me, or I will have to shield myself with the paper serviette. On my hand of course! Even way back in Sec Sch's Home Econs classes, I was afraid of spluttering oil. Not that I can't cook, mind you. I can do a decent meal, not fantastic, but certainly above average. Just the oil puts me off. I happen to have a low threshold of pain you see. Heh...

So, I even remember this occasion, when we were supposed to fry a fish during one of the classes. Now, I've watched my mom fried fishes before, and one, I remember the *sheesh* sounds when the fish hits the oil and two, I saw oil squirting all over. So, the very fearful me picked up the wok's cover, prepared to shield myself, and then I hid behind the cover. With only the right hand out, I tossed the fish into the wok, into the boiling oil. Yes I tossed it. You don't need a good imagination to know what happened next. Haha...One, oil did sputter everywhere, and two, my Home Econs teacher came over and in her motherly style, wagged a horrified finger at me and hollered, "Aiyoh! How can you throw the fish in!" I'll never forget this scene as far as I lived. Haha...

But one thing for certain, I can bake very well. In fact, typical of my nature, I was good at the baking segments, the dessert-making sessions. Rock cookies, cakes, swiss rolls...mine all turned out nice! I remembered some of my friends' swiss rolls unrolling...wahahaha...THankfully the cooking classes were more than cooking; there's baking, desserts...I guess these parts saved my skin. Heh...

Apart from cooking, I'm adept at the rest of house-keeping. Doing a mean cleaning job, keeping the house spic and span, washing, looking after kids...Heck, I even know how to handle a baby the correct way...Somethng not many girls are disadvantaged at. Hehe...Not bad huh? I'm proud of myself sufficiently. =D I can always find a husband who cooks then, and I'll be fine with doing the washing after that. Fair and square. THen again, I may wriggle out of the deal and he can do the washing too...hahahaha...

Think I may really need to go to the doc sometime soon. My knee is killing me. I've endured a week's worth of limping (and the pain up and down the stairs really can kill me), I can hardly run properly, and I think that has begun to affect my right ankle too. Urghhh.