Such an Awful Morning

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Anonymous wrote:I think with we are forgetting she fried this tuna in coconut oil, which at room temperature becomes solid. so there are solid pieces of coconut oil in this weirdo's fried tuna sandwich.

This is an awesome observation and made me LOL. I wonder if fried tuna is what you take when you're off to hunt bobcats?

Definitely.

For sure, especially if you want to attract those Bobcats....they REALLY like the smell of fried tuna!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think with we are forgetting she fried this tuna in coconut oil, which at room temperature becomes solid. so there are solid pieces of coconut oil in this weirdo's fried tuna sandwich.

This is an awesome observation and made me LOL. I wonder if fried tuna is what you take when you're off to hunt bobcats?

Definitely.

No way, it melts in the pan, then is all IN the tuna, just like butter would be. No chunks. Cmon. Havent you ever cooked with coconut oil?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think with we are forgetting she fried this tuna in coconut oil, which at room temperature becomes solid. so there are solid pieces of coconut oil in this weirdo's fried tuna sandwich.

This is an awesome observation and made me LOL. I wonder if fried tuna is what you take when you're off to hunt bobcats?

Definitely.

No way, it melts in the pan, then is all IN the tuna, just like butter would be. No chunks. Cmon. Havent you ever cooked with coconut oil?

Yea, but it solidifies again when it is refrigerated. Haven't you ever eaten leftovers cooked with coconut oil before? You can always see the solidified bits when it comes out of the fridge.

Unless OP didn't refrigerate her tuna sandwich all day. **gag**

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Anonymous wrote:My questions is who fries cans of tuna in the morning and does it make your work clothes smell like fish?

Lol!

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You realize your husband throws away his tuna sandwich and goes out to eat everyday? There is no way there are two fried tuna loving people in the dmv.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:OP here. You guys, I woke up late! Had a bad night.

If you woke up late, I would still like to know why you thought cooking would help you get in on time. Like another PP, if you were running late, why were you not instead trying to figure out what part of your normal morning routine you could skip or condense? Forget lunch, you can figure that out later! Just get yourself ready and out the door!

Seems like you need some problem-solving skills refresher.

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Anonymous wrote:My questions is who fries cans of tuna in the morning and does it make your work clothes smell like fish?

Lol!

Not possible as it was her husband who was trying to make the nice lunch... he put the tuna on the bread.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I think with we are forgetting she fried this tuna in coconut oil, which at room temperature becomes solid. so there are solid pieces of coconut oil in this weirdo's fried tuna sandwich.

This is an awesome observation and made me LOL. I wonder if fried tuna is what you take when you're off to hunt bobcats?

Definitely.

For sure, especially if you want to attract those Bobcats....they REALLY like the smell of fried tuna!

It's especially good when the fish comes from Uncle J's morning catch!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:So I had the worst morning ever this morning.

The clock strikes 7:30 am and I jump out of bed since I have a conference room to set up for work before 9 am. I nudge dh to wake up and go brush my teeth. As I'm done brushing, he walks in groggily and steps into the shower and asks me to prepare the tuna so he can make our tuna sandwiches for lunch.I get dressed and go in the kitchen and open 2 cans of tuna and lightly fry and spice the tuna. He then comes into the kitchen and finishes up the sandwiches as I put on my make up and shoes. As I'm getting dressed, I notice it is 8:20. WHOOPS. I need to be at the offce at 8:30!!

So I get to the door and start putting on my coat and urge dh to hurry up. I say I'm going to be late now. And he says AHHH! I am trying to make you a nice sandwich and you're accusing me of making you late. I complain that I will have to take a cab to my office from downtown since its late and he will be late for work and not drive me all the way to my office. He says if I keep complaining, he will definitely not drive me out of spite.

I'm grumpy, he's grumpy so I ignore it. We're both agitated now and we head out the door kind of bickering. We get in the car, hit 66 and I sigh. I HATE the commute. I have wanted us to live closer to the city for a YEAR but dh loves the suburbs and want to stay an hour away from DC. We are stuck in traffic every day. So, I sigh and mumble that I hate this and how I want to move closer.

He ignores me and says he is being nice and driving me and I thank him by being ungrateful and whining. We don't talk for a while. And then bicker because he says I am ungrateful and he feels unappreciated and I say I'm not being heard and I start crying and he is so frustrated he speeds up the car dangerously.Its a miracle we made it to work.I'm so frazzled and annoyed.

So, new question here... Why, after lightly frying the tuna, did you just not out it on the bread yourself, OP?

[Anonymous]

If you dont like sitting in traffic why cant you take the metro... or wake up earlier?

[Anonymous]

Op you should switch over to fried Baloney

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Anonymous wrote:You want to hear about my bad morning? I had an important meeting in SE DC at 8:00 AM; the results of my presentation were to be presented to the Joint Chiefs that afternoon.

At 1:00 AM, I woke up with extreme abdominal pain, passed out, fell on the floor and broke my nose. DW calls 911; they take me to the hospital...scan me to find the cause of pain. At 5 am the ER doctor comes in, and tells me they think the pain was gas. But, incidentally, we found an 8 cm mass -- probably a tumor -- on your kidney.

That is a bad morning (oh, I got someone to cover for me at the briefing.).

Meanwhile, two hours later, our neighbor picks up her little girl (18 months), and feels something in the abdomen. Also a tumor.

I am sorry that you are going through this and I hope you (and the toddler) recover.

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Anonymous wrote:Op you should switch over to fried Baloney

Spam.

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Anonymous wrote:You realize your husband throws away his tuna sandwich and goes out to eat everyday? There is no way there are two fried tuna loving people in the dmv.

Hahah. And everyone in your office hates you. But not your husband, because he is wise enough to dump the fish before he gets there.

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Fried Tuna is the new Bobcat is the new burgundy washcloth is the new dirty dice is the new Larla. A few years from now we will be discussing marital issues in the context of fried tuna and newcomers will ask "What's fried tuna" and we'll give them this link.

Friends from the future, welcome. It smells great here.