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I stood back and looked at my bench. I still had two & a half hours before Sunday dinner needed to be on the table.
I could have roasted lamb or chicken and kept it simple but I just couldn't do it.
(Glazed pork belly, Ginger and Soy) end result!
I had a thought of a neighbour once referring to her husband as the "not many husbands would be able to do that" guy, so pathetic that I think he may have mowed the grass himself once!
So, I vented then got back to It "Two Churches Chardy" Barossa valley. Back to cooking rather, and the more I got back into my cooking the more I was back to my old self (self of three months back).
So this isn't a question but more of an unintentional statement.
I can cook with the best of the home cooks, garden better than most and my clothing is flawless.
My thoughts are now leading me to believe that I may not be a crossdresser
Dressing may just make me look like the maid that I am!
And just when I thought I had it worked out!
(My only crime is wanting to dress)
Stacy!