Worst Cook in America: NaBloPoMo


Unfortunately, my mom missed the deadline to nominate me to be on “Worst Cooks in America.” I would have gone too. It’s true, I am probably one of the worst cooks in America.
I ruined my daughter’s birthday cake one year. Ever since then I’ve bought a cake at the bakery. There is a picture of the cake somewhere.
I have also burned a hole in my cookbook. Within a few weeks of burning the hole, I put a hot glass dish on a cold counter. Needless to say, it shattered. A few weeks after that, I was baking chicken in the oven and the dish split in two. It might have been bad luck or lack of experience.
One Thanksgiving, I almost put whole cloves in the pumpkin pie. Someone was kind enough to stop me from that cooking disaster.
My boyfriend’s mom asked him if I cooked. His answer was “Oh, she could make you some ramen noodles or something.” It’s funny because it’s true.
So I hope next year, we don’t miss the deadline. My poor kids should have at least one good meal made by their mom. At this point, they’ll never say “My made the best (insert food here).”
Maybe I’ll be allowed to make the birthday cake again.


“Just a small town girl – living in a lonely world.” Concert tickets are practically essential. Musicals are the key to life. I like movies, music,books, and corny jokes.

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