Any of you married people out there know what I am talking about.
I want something done…he doesn’t want to do it and we are currently ignoring the issue.
You wanna know what he and I are “not talking” about?
Wait for it…
More specifically the wires hanging from my fancy new television.
You see, back in May we said goodbye to our dinosaur of a TV and went for a big shiny new model with all the bells and whistles.
I figure the amount of time I spend after the kids go to sleep watching my Real Housewives I needed to be able to judge them completely and accurately, because with HD you see it all!
Anyway, we got this brand new TV and within 15 minutes of it’s delivery my husband had it mounted on the wall, hooked up to the satellite and working perfectly.
All except for the wires hanging down from the back of the television into their respective plugs. We had a quick little chat about how they needed to get gone. Not visible. Hasta Luego wires.
He said, “Yes, absolutely.” It’ll happen, just not today.
Being the “super easy wife” that I am, I completely understood. (Ok, not really, but I let it go for a few days).
That was May.
It is now September.
WIRES STILL HANG.
I feel like I live on an episode of Cribs, except I am not a one-hit wonder Gansta Rapper with a poster of Scarface on my wall, a refrigerator full of Vitamin Water or an Xbox in my living room.
You see, if I had all those things, the wires would make sense…they’d fit it. But I am not. I tried rapping once at a Karaoke party. It wasn’t cute.
I have pleasantly and not so pleasantly asked for those wretched wires to get out of my life…on pretty much a daily basis. (In other words I have relentlessly nagged). Yet they still hang mocking me everyday.
So here I am, guns blazing, wires hanging…AND my husband doesn’t seem phased. He’s not deterred at all by my slamming cabinets or loud sighing.
Actually at this very moment he is in the living room on his ipad watching that damn Honey Badger video on YouTube. Laughing.
I hate you wires.
So since I cannot mind-control my husband. I will try and mind control you…
Makethesebars. Makethesebars. Makethesebars.
I don’t demand you do something very often, but this is almost as urgent and necessary as the wire situation. Please. MAKETHESEBARS!!
They are delicious and you will love me forever.
Convinced? The title I gave them doesn’t do them justice…let’s do a run-down of the ingredients: Chocolate chips, Peanut Butter Chips, Toffee Bits, shortbread, sweetened condensed milk, butter, butter AND butter.
Chocolate Toffee Bars.
There are a few steps to these, so I won’t fool that they are the simplest to make..but they aren’t hard I promise..and it’s worth it.
First you have to make your crust. You’ll need some Toffee Bits…
Then you can cut it into squares and eat the whole pan. Because you will.