Aging

Item #1: I missed hearing the timer go off, again, and dinner got overcooked, again. It didn't burn, but the chicken breasts were a little crunchier on the bottoms than I'd intended.

Item #2: I forgot to season the chicken. Not even salt. Oops.

Item #3: Matt was carrying his plate into the kitchen after dinner, and I noticed that a bit of crusty chicken was left to the side of his plate. "Oh, wait!" I said. "If you're not going to eat the crunchy bit, I will!" I gleefully picked it up and popped it into my mouth.

"...Oh. Fuck."

"What's wrong?"

"I've taken yet another step toward turning into my mother. I'm... I'm sorry."