Jan. 24, 2024
If you have subscribed to RTO Insider long enough and have read my emails over the last few years, you know I like to poke fun at people from time to time when it comes to the crazy stories I find on the internet. That said, what kind of person would I be if I couldn’t laugh at my own misfortune when the moment arose? Welp, without further ado…
So, Monday night I decided to try and cook my first-ever real dinner. My choice: Italian wedding soup. Why? I have no idea. I hadn’t had it in a while, I like it, and it seemed relatively easy to make. With a little help from my wife, I made the meatballs, prepared the broth and cooked the noodles. In the end, it was pretty darn good. That was, until about 2 a.m. rolled around…
Somewhere along the line I must have missed the pepper and grabbed the poison, because something in that soup had my wife and I in the bathroom for the next 10 hours. She even had to take a day off. The hour of getting my kids up and taking them to school may have been the hardest hour I had to deal with in a long time. It was a “15 degrees out and the window down” kinda ride. It is now 1 p.m. on Tuesday, and I am just now feeling decent enough to write this email. Erica is still out of commission.
Moral of the story: I am never making dinner again.
From everyone at RTO Insider, thanks for reading and enjoy the rest of your day!
Shawn McFarland |