I Can't Believe I Did That

I cooked dinner last night. Wha? Me, you say? Yes.

Maybe it is called "cooking". I cooked whole wheat spaghetti (sauce from Bertolli) with frozen garlic bread. I did bake the garlic bread before I served it.

I think the people liked it, because it was all gone. No leftovers to put in the fridge and pretend we will eat later.

I also made breakfast! Powdered donuts with milk. I should have stepped up my white trash game a little and made chocolate milk.

Since the Daddylicious is going to be home at meal time now, I'm going to be forced into using my kitchen. Dreadful! I only cook a few things: beans/cornbread, hamburger helper, taco soup, grilled cheese, pb&j, and tacos. I will have to add some things to my repitoire. That is a whole nuther stress factor in and of itself.

Suds it up Saturday is going to be in full swing. We postponed the garage sale, so I have to get cracking on tagging stuff.

But now, it's time to drink coffee and enjoy some time with my snotty nose babies.

PS- I had a dream that I went to Wal Mart and the Little Lil Ma and I did not wear shoes.