Wife, 0; Blender, 1

Last week I made some super boring enchiladas, but don't worry, I learned a lot. Then husband made some pretty boring stir fry, but it was better than the one he made before that. Then there was last night: corn chowder Monday.

Let me set the scene that husband came home to.

Him: *opens door* Hey! Oh...
He has the most incredibly concerned look on his face.

Me: bursts into tears of hysteria that I was trying to hold back before he walked in the door, but now cannot contain incomprehensible sobbing and crying.

Him: still with concerned look comes over to investigate, finds blender with top off, wife covered in corn chowder, corn bits spewed all over kitchen.

Me: still crying, but also realizing how ridiculous this is, I manage to spit out an apology for ruining dinner.

He: asks if I'm crying or laughing

Me: Both!

As I try to calm down from my hysterics, I explain that I am laughing and crying and that the recipe told me to blend half of the soup, but when I tried, my powerful blender exploded its top off (even though my hand was there!) and projected corn chowder ALL over the kitchen, most notably into the toaster and on my face. Lesson: don't spew hot soup all over your face; it isn't pleasant and you will let out a distinctive yelp before realizing you still have to turn the blender off!

Just a few minutes before all of this, I had sent husband a loving text telling him dinner was almost ready... April Fools!

Husband cleaned up my mess while I cleaned up my face and when we finally got to sit down to dinner, it was actually, dare I say, pretty tasty! I topped off the soup with bacon (which he was particularly excited about because I hardly ever cook it) and avocado, and had some whole wheat bread on the side.

All in all, a successful night. Good thing I followed the recipe this time.