I hate cooking dinner.
I said it.
Every night I come home and experience that 6:30 feeling of dread and last night was no exception, except for the fact that I had a massive headache and the dread was even worse. Craig lovingly offered to make dinner, but then we realized there was only one chicken breast dethawed. Cooking fail. So I told him I'd just boil up some tortellini and he could make the chicken for himself. About 30 minutes later I experienced the worst kind of food envy because my husband is a culinary genius and I am a cooking slacker.
*tomato sauce out of a can
*tomatoes out of a can
(essentially I had fancy spaghetti-o's for dinner...it looks way better than it actually was)
*Rogue Dead Guy Ale marinated chicken burger
*Topped with homemade broccoli slaw (like actually from the stalk) and fiery onion strings
*Homemade french fries
*Herb zested Broccoli
It's really not even a contest.
Sometimes I wish I cared a little more about the food I eat enough to put in the effort to cook it. Maybe one of these days I'll stop being a cooking slacker and take a tip from Craig's culinary genius.
I'm rather partial to having cereal for dinner though, so I'm not sure.
P.S. Total side note, but I did a post over at Babble today that I think you might enjoy if you'd ever gotten stuck playing awkward baby shower games. Here are some non-awkward alternatives.