I must be hungry.
Every once in awhile I get the overwhelming urge to drop everything and cook!
This urge would not be a problem if the dishes I feel it necessary to delve into were ones that were familiar to me.
That I wouldn't ruin on the first try- thus avoiding my husband coming home to a house that has a distinct "something's burning" odor to it.
But, alas, that is never how it goes.
Clean underwear? Who needs that? Forget about the laundry I'm so far behind on that the closet looks like we've recently moved out- I need to cook me some loaves of French Bread!
The bedroom that I can't walk through at the moment? Why bother picking up in there? Let's make Shrimp Penne instead!
And, this site so does not help when I battle these compulsions!
In fact, the photos of the food, and the preparation, make it worse.
So, today I'm busily at work.
Really. It's very important housework I'm doing today.
I'm planning a week's worth of meals for us.
Well, a week of meals that will start when we have another paycheck to put in the bank.
So I can go grocery shopping.
(Funny how the "work" thing and the "money" thing are so intertwined. Can't have one without the other. Bummer.)
And then, I'll make these!