Monday, July 17, 2006

Muffin Wars


I had a lesson in marital life this weekend...

It was our church fete and, as the good little youth worker that I am, I made three dozen muffins for the cake stall (having already given some books for the bookstall etc etc). I said to Michael that he could choose ANY one but just one. If he wanted more he'd have to pay the stall for them. He was rather disgruntled by this, asserting that baked goods made in OUR house should be OURS until they leave the house. Anyway he picked his one muffin.

We happened to be going out to friends for supper so I also purchased four muffins for us all. (So Michael did get TWO muffins.

The next day I dutifully carried my delicious double chocolate muffins (and hook-a-duck!) down to the church. Michael went for his weekly "fry" and was due to come home to do some carpentry for the church whilst I was at the fete. When I got home at 1pm (for a quick lunch before setting up for youth club in the afternoon) I walked into the kitchen to find TWENTY FIVE muffins!

Apparently Michael had gone and bought ALL the muffins (though someone had beaten him to it and bought seven before he got there!)

I took this as a massive compliment to my baking skills though Michael says it is an act of defending his territorial rights to muffins!

2 comments:

simo said...

I have to say that although I have never met Michael having seen the jacket in the wedding photos and now read this I’m see he is clearly a top bloke! Well done Michael.

Michael said...

I am continually worried by the internet - just because I can look good on a (very) given day, am territorial and like chocolate - I'm a top bloke! without even coming near me you judge me, so you think you like me, but what about the people you don't think you like...