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Katherine - 2014-07-24 17:09:11
HugHugHug for you. I'm in awe of your mad food providing skills. I thought, in 2003, that I needed to plan some meals and shop for them. It's 2014 and I still think that I should. XOXO
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Amy - 2014-07-24 19:25:23
Lots of hugs to you. Just because the world isn't falling down around us, that doesn't mean we're obligated to be super happy all of the time. Sometimes the best therapy is just a good gripe session. Thirty-thousand meals! That's something.
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Mary - 2014-07-24 20:24:53
Oh yeah. My life, completely, except I have more people living in my house. My husband never ever would tell me what time he'd be home for dinner, drove me nuts, so years ago I decreed that dinner is at 6. And I'll tell you what it is if I feel like it. People who cook dinner once in awhile are more likely to get an answer than people who never do. Which means my middle son will always get an answer, my oldest son never will. Husband and daughter sometimes. I am a bit older than you, so have likely already passed 30,000. Sobering. Here are your hugs, believe me, I get it.
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alison - 2014-07-26 02:32:32
((hug))
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Terri - 2014-07-26 19:44:46
I get it. I used to hate to cook meals because my husband was so picky. Not very demanding about the food, just had no interest in trying new things. Now, it's just me and it takes me longer to fix things than it does to eat them. I guess I have a "firstworldproblem" too!
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Lisa - 2014-08-07 17:59:24
I like cooking because hey, I like to eat, but I get soooo tired of figuring out what I'm going to cook on any given day. A suggestion for summer? Fall in love with your Crock Pot again. Pulled pork, beef tenderloin, chicken francaise, I love being able to throw it in and forget about it for a few hours. Plus, I always try to have leftovers for sandwiches/lunches. Bonus, it doesn't heat up your kitchen. Damn, now it reminds me, WHAT ARE WE HAVING FOR DINNER TONIGHT?!?
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