"You need to teach me how to cook.. seriously," my neighbor informed me, after I shared what I was making for dinner. On an impulse, I invited her over to see what it was I'd done, and how simple it was to do.
Bad idea.
My house is rarely perfectly clean. There was a scattering of shoes near the entryway, and a few stray clean clothes from our laundry folding session earlier today. Oh, and a few leftover dishes from lunch.
So what does this woman do, whom I invited into my home? To share my limited wealth of knowledge on cooking?
"Oh. Yeah, this is a mess. You need to get your children in here to clean it."
ExCUSE me?
Well, guess who won't be invited back to my house any time soon? If you can't keep your mouth closed and can't help but criticize me...? You can bite me where the sun don't shine.
Oh, and for those on FB? Yes, same woman who told me I was lucky to be a SAHM, and how relaxed and well rested I must be because I, apparently, don't do anything.
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