“If it’s going to snow tomorrow,” said Certain Man to his wife last evening, “are we going to fry doughnuts?”
CMW, remembering the last time when the only help she had was his, and it was a bigger job than she wanted, said, ‘”Not if it it’s just you and me! I need more help!”
He looked a little hurt and CMW hastened to add that he had helped well, but it’s such a big job! And between mixing and rolling and cutting and frying and dipping and such, it was really a big expenditure of energy. He said no more and she said no more and that was that.
Today, local family came and over the Shanghai game, the subject of frying doughnuts came up again. “Mom, are you going to make doughnuts on this snowy day?” Said one of the offspringin’s.
Before CMW could say a single word, Certain Man uttered a very terse statement. “I asked the same thing and was told that my help wasn’t good enough. So I figured, ‘Oh, well!'”
Great was the general indignant outcry concerning the availability of help and the insistence that we should make doughnuts and how we NEEDED to make doughnuts. I mean, it’s snowing, for pity sakes, doesn’t EVERYONE make doughnuts when it snows? (Sue Kauffman, do you see what you started?!?!?!? Honestly!!!)
So now there is doughnut dough rising, and CMW needs to go and get it rolled out and ready to fry. Doughnuts sound really good to her, but how she wishes there were a way to get them without everything getting into disarray in her clean kitchen, and especially, she wishes there was a way to eat as many as she wanted without getting a pain in her gall bladder, and the lubs (lbs.) on her “Lubber!”
Wish us fair sailing, fine friends. CMW is off to make doughnuts!
Delaware Grammy 
Oh, I wish I was there to help! I think it sounds like a great snow day adventure. Here’s hoping everyone who wants them stays until the last grease splatter is wiped clean;)!
Doughnuts sound amazing, even without the snowy day! I hope they turned out beautifully, and your kitchen got back to it’s orderly state post-haste!