It's a Lost Cause...

At least he's cute. Or he'd be kicked to the curb by now.

The following is our convo just a few minutes ago... baking break & bake cookies.

Hubby: Please help me, I can't bake like you can. (suck up.. it's not really baking) I just don't know how to bake cookies!
Me: Seriously? You break them apart and put them on the baking sheet.
Hubby: How far apart? What cookie sheet? Help me.

Me.... utterly annoyed, walking into the kitchen...

Hubby: Want a glass of wine?
Me: Sure.
Hubby: Only if you help with the cookies.
Me: Seriously? (Reading the package) Preheat oven to 350. Break apart. Place 2" apart... could this be any easier?
Hubby: I just needed your help.
Me: (Laughing at his horrible lying/baking skills) You know I'm going to blog about this, right?
Hubby: Yup.

I'm pretty sure it's a lost cause. Don't be jealous ladies, I know you want a helpless cook for a husband.