I'm living one of those weeks in which I can't seem to keep the days straight. Monday dragged on and on, and then Tuesday somehow felt like Wednesday. This morning I missed the traffic reporter on TV drawing the Wednesday camel - the camel so we can "slide on down to the weekend." (No, I can't explain that. I don't really understand it either. That's just what he does. He does it every Wednesday.)
So that's the reason I took only some pictures of the food I ate Monday, a few of the items that went into my pie hole Tuesday and remembered to grab a couple today.
We have company coming this weekend. We've been extremely busy prepping for our guests, but, as busy as I've been running around, I haven't forgotten to love my veggies.
I'd like to say the husband had salad with his dinner, too, but I wasn't around when he ate dinner. He ate a frozen pizza. I told him last night to put some leftover peppers and onions on the pizza he was to eat tonight, but I have a feeling he forgot. If I bring it up, he'll probably just look at me and ask, "When did you say that?"
I don't think he knows what day it is anymore either.
Why are men so weird about 'cooking' food, even if it's something simple like adding veggies to a pizza or even making a simple ramen soup packet. Hubby will devour an entire packet of graham crackers as a meal instead. I've told him that it's so WAY more expensive to do what he's doing and if he continues he's NOT allowed to get on me over my food budget. Sheesh.
ReplyDeleteMy husband couldn't make a frozen pizza if I paid him. I wish I was kidding! But I'm not.
ReplyDeleteI love when my husband shakes his head and says he never knew he could love veggies and salads so much! It still surprises him. I've been cooking for him for nearly 10 years. It's a slow process.
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