No, but then you don`t really want me to, do you?! :twisted:
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Ok, so I took her shopping. I cook so many meals in microwavable sectioned plates but she only has a couple of these. (I can`t rely on the care workers to work with any other idea, its that or complete ready meals) so.................
I tell her she needs another couple of ready meals. (I have started to twitch already). I usually try to buy them without her, but today no joy.
NO foreign food, this can be anything between Indian, Chinese, Lasagne, or anything else she doesn`t recognise.
Ok, that narrows it down alot, but I can still work with that.
I find a freezer offering British food.......
I don`t want those they are too big
(no they are not, it`s mostly packaging)
We find two meals in a box size she approves of, and FUCK ME THEY HAVE DUMPLINGS!! The day is saved! :bounce:
I only eat brown dumplings...............![]()
WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU ON WOMAN?! BROWN DUMPLINGS?! ON WHAT PLANET WERE YOUR DUMPLINGS SERVED?!!!
(and no, it wouldn`t have been wholemeal flour, because, enter `suck lemons face`, she doesn`t go in for THAT kind of thing)
Inside I am apoletic at this point. Outside I am sweetness and light itself........
Okay then. I quit suggesting meals. I will simply wheel you up and down this shop until you make a decision. Let`s see how YOU cope with your inabilty to accept food, but we are not leaving this place until you have bought something!
Maybe if I dress her british food up in stockings, suspenders and a peephole bra, she will admit defeat and admit that ALL FOOD IS KINKY SHIT, and will decide to give in to the inevitable!