My Life as a Domestic Goddess

I know you're probably thinking "Jordan - domestic? Ha!" (or, more likely, "Jordan - Goddess! Scoff!") but yesterday I spent 3 whole hours preparing a birthday meal for the current beau. And that three hours doesn't even count the time it took the night before to bake the cheesecake (yes, those are chocolate leaves!).

For the main course I served: Prawns in a chocolate chilli sauce, beef tenderloin with a blue cheese crust, creamy potatoe dumplings, tomato basil mozarella salad, and grilled goat cheese salad. Oh me jesus, it was some good!

As my over-exuberance in the kitchen might indicate, methinks that my state of constant unemployment is starting to catch up with me. And the government thinks so too. I got a letter in the mail a week ago requesting/demanding that I report to an interview with an EI Investigation and Control Officer tomorrow morning to determine my entitlement to EI benefits.

I'm a little shitbaked. But it did spur me to gung-ho it with the job searching this week, and to really put the heat on my ex-boss to rehire me in some capacity. So, who knows: my care free days mooching off the government's teet may be coming to an end. Awk well, we had a good run, didn't we Sam?

Anyway, I'll let you know how the meeting goes. Any suggestions on how to win the heart of a government employee?