I decided I was going to cook for my husband Danny. Today, I made an angel food cake. The recipe said to beat 12 eggs separately. The neighbors were nice enough to loan me some extra bowls. Tuesday: Danny wanted fruit salad for supper. The recipe said to serve without dressing. So I didn't dress. What a surprise when Danny brought a friend home for supper. Wednesday: A good day for rice. The recipe said to wash thoroughly before steaming the rice. It seemed kind of silly, but I took a bath anyway. I can't say it improved the rice any. Thursday: Today, Danny asked for salad again. I tried a new recipe. It said to prepare the ingredients, then toss on a bed of lettuce one hour before serving. Danny asked me why I was rolling around in the garden. Friday: I found an easy recipe for cookies. It said to put the ingredients in a bowl and beat it. There must be something wrong with the recipe. When I got back, everything was the same as when I left. Saturday: Danny did the shopping today and brought home a chicken. He asked me to dress it for Sunday. For some reason he keeps counting to ten. Sunday: We had some people over for dinner. I wanted to serve a roast, but all I had was hamburger. Suddenly, I had a flash of genius. I put the hamburger in the oven and set the controls for roast. It still came out hamburger, much to my disappointment. GOOD NIGHT DEAR DIARY This has been a very exciting week. I am eager for tomorrow to come so I can try out a new recipe on Danny. If I can talk him into buying a bigger oven, I would like to surprise him with Chocolate Moose.