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It's what's inside that counts!

Wednesday nights are a little chaotic at our house.  By the time hubby gets home we're at a slow rush (you know, not the full-fledged "I'm late but I can't find my car keys or shoes" kind of rush, but the "we gotta keep moving" rush). This past Wednesday night I boiled a few extra eggs while preparing the potato salad for supper.  When we got home from church, there were three eggs on the kitchen counter.  Keep in mind, we had gathered eggs while feeding the animals before leaving for church, and the egg total for Wednesday was: three eggs.  So silly me thinks "Oh NO! I forgot to put the eggs in the 'fridge!" and opens all the cartons in the fridge looking for empty slots.

Fast forward to Thursday morning and the normal "get me out the door on time" morning routine, and my boiled eggs for breakfast are nowhere to be found.  I think you all know where I'm going with this. To make matters worse, I know one egg on the counter was a big dark brown, one a green, and one a light brown, so there's no eliminating any from the cartons.

After googling "how to distinguish boiled eggs from raw eggs", I now get to spin my eggs (all 40 of them) or dip them in boiling water just so I can find three boiled eggs.  Or I could just boil 18 of them and make deviled eggs.  Does anybody know what happens when you double boil an egg?  Will its insides burn or overcook?  How would react if you started to crack an egg to scramble and found out it was boiled?  Would you ever take eggs from me again?

And to think I so foolishly thought my life was starting to get organized!
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Lydia said…
LOL!!!!!!!!!!!!! This is so me:) I once forgot about some eggs I was boiling and they turned out fine- just a little grey instead of yellow- you know how they turn grey when you overcook them....anyway they tasted fine.

And sorry if I spelled "grey" wrong- I went to a Brit school and now I can never remember which way Americans spell it and which way the english spell it. Annoying.
September 24, 2010 at 9:18 PM
Monica said…
You know kids who use the ABeka curriculum have the same spelling problems. About 90% of their English grammar text is from the KJV Bible, which is old British English. (or at least is used to be that way). If I ever see a teenager spell "colour" or "honour" I can almost always guarantee their school used only ABeka without any additional spelling books.
September 25, 2010 at 9:41 AM
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