For Better or For Worse by Lynn Johnston for September 20, 2024

Stoffer’s Frozen Lasagna anyone?

Delivery anyone? Since you’re both shot, why not have someone else do the cooking for you for once?

Hey—at least she can take a hint!

I like the way Elly tries to one-up John on who had the worst day and fails hard. It sounds like Elly normally gets off work early enough to go grocery shopping and then pick up April at the Pre-K at what? About 3 pm? Most bookstores do not open until 10 am, so what does Elly work? 10 am – 2 pm. On this particular day, Elly had to work right up until the time she picks up April, so what is that — a 5-hour workday instead of a 4-hour workday? I declare John with winner with his 3 emergencies, destroyed computers and smoke alarms. Maybe “winner” is not the right term there.

Call for a pizza.

When I was around 16 I volunteered to cook dinner every weeknight for my family (me, parents, and brother), in exchange for horseback riding lessons. I enjoyed cooking (still do at age 80) and was good at it (still am), and loved horses (still do). My parents both worked, often late, and loved coming home to a hot meal. It was win-win all the way around!

A high school freshman volunteering to make dinner because their parents had a rough day… Wow. This comic was definitely drawn before Gen-Z.

You may not like the results.

At least the pre dining whine was taken care of

When I was that age, starting dinner on week nights was part of my regular share of the chores. Mom would plan out the week and I’d help shop too. It worked out well. I would do prep around starting homework. Any dishes to be baked would be ready to go into the oven when Mom got home. Younger sibs would help after with cleanup. Nowadays Hubs likes to cook so he does that part and I am the cleanup crew. Works out great.

How hard is it to boil a package of hotdogs and chop up an onion?

BOOM, meat and veg.

@gammaguy—-Actually, it’s Stouffer’s. Here’s an idea of their products: ht tps: // www. goodnes. com/ stouffers/

I guess they’ve never heard of pizza delivery?

How did the “bagged out” comment go completely unremarked by this group?

Be careful of what you wish for — you might get it!

Signs of growing up. Jumping in and helping out when needed – not needing to be asked. Good Job.

The only energy Liz used was ogling all the upperclass boys and chewing out Anthony.

Hello delivery…

Glad I’m not the only one who says “supper” as opposed to “dinner”.

Grilled cheese sandwiches and tomato soup.

Waa, Waa, Waa. Cry me a river. Life goes on you two.

Throw some hamburger in the pan, chop it up, add BBQ sauce and viola, Sloppy Joes

Volunteering motivated by countless subtle hints.

“Well if you two are going to stand there an whine about your days so loudly that I can’t read my magazine, I”LL make supper so I can get a little peace and quiet."

Wow, I did not see that coming.

Funny how none of the 3 kids have inherited either of their parents’ big noses…yet…

John seems remarkably calm after having his entire way of making a living go Kablooey on him. Unless he had every single, solitary, computer thing backed up or in the cloud, he has lost a wealth of information today. If John’s practice is in a stand-alone building, when the smoke alarm went off, did any of the fire depressant discharge? That can be a real mess to clean up. An electrical fire is nothing to mess with. He’ll need an electrician to come in to not only correct the issue, but it would be a good idea to inspect all the wiring to ensure this doesn’t happen again. Then he’ll need to clean up and sanitize the place before opening. All of this doesn’t get done in a day, and he’ll be without income until he re-opens. Elly doesn’t seem to give one stitch about John’s problem though, as she is in a hurry to share hers.

Whatever she makes, eat it with a smile and thank her for it.

Liz had a busy day too. She had to ogle the upperclassmen and then abuse Anthony.

On a day like that, just about anything’ll do.

Standoff cooking. The first one that blinks or has a stomach growl cooks dinner.

Prepare for another electrical problem!

To All Who Corrected gammaguy’s spelling: He was quoting a previous poster’s misspelling.

Shamed into helping out.

Must be a Jefferson Airplane song,” This generation got no dissertation to hold”. ;-)

As long as it’s not eggplant or calamari, I’m just happy not to have to make it.

I’m thinking kraft mac and cheese and weenies.

I have to say, I detest the “My day was agonizing,” games. If they wanted her to make dinner, asking, would at least show a little respect.

“hey Mom! What’s in the freezer?”

If you don’t like it, choke it down.

Do your kids a favor. Teach them to cook.