Seriously???

I am a smart, successful and strikingly beautiful woman. (OK, that last one is definitely an exaggeration, but the first two are true.) I am able to follow directions, read a map and while I would never be described as "domestic" I have prepared a few tasty dishes in my life time. That being said, I am physically incapable of making an omelet. I am not talking about making the world's best omelet. I am talking about an edible ham and cheese omelet that other people would actually recognize as an omelet.

Hudson's very favorite food on the entire planet is a ham and cheese omelet. He doesn't have a large repertoire of food, but there is a special place in his little heart for ham and cheese in omelet form. He eats them almost every day, sometimes several times a day. Travis makes them for him, Mammaw makes them for him, Vick makes them for him and he orders them at restaurants. I am the only one unable to provide for my little omelet lover. I understand the concept, it is the execution that gets me every time. I just cannot flip those damned eggs over in one piece. So when I make breakfast, my poor little boy has to eat an "inside out omelet." (This is what we call the mess of scrambled eggs with chunks of ham and cheese in it that I put on his plate because every time I try to flip it all hell breaks loose and I am forced to start scrambling.) I know he still likes it and it is basically the same thing, but I just can't understand how I can let some little $.99/dozen eggs get the best of me.

I feel this may be held against me later in life, when Hudson is in therapy. The therapist will say "Tell me about your mother." Hudson will reply, "She was a good mom, or at least she tried. She just couldn't give me the only thing that I wanted, a ham and cheese omelet. She gave me scrambled eggs instead." Then there will be tears and bills for thousands of dollars and Hudson will never be able to have a successful relationship with someone that can't make an omelet. OK, that may be a little over the top, but it could happen.

I will conquer an omelet. I cannot let my son down. His future depends on it. Do you think there is an omelet making class I can take? Preferably online because I have a very hectic schedule.