I made myself a proper dinner last night: pasta and cheese sauce, turkey ring bologna and asparagus and acorn squash. Mmm. This gives me hope that someday I will be a cook who is just as good as Mom.
It ended up making four meals worth. This is a very frustrating issue when cooking for one - you have leftovers for days.
As with many things that I've recently tried (painting, sewing), I've found that cooking is really pretty easy. It's just that I had this big anxiety about doing it for the first time. Once I'm past that first hurdle, I can generally do whatever I aspire to. How liberating is that?
Dinner tonight is slated to be just as fun. Jessica and I are going to have our (I think we should make it annual - it was a glorious treat to have a home cooked meal last year during the campaign) spaghetti squash bowls with tomato sauce. Mmm.
We had an IM conversation earlier this week that went something like this:
sparkle at the capitol: I bought a bunch of squash at the grocery store do you want to eat it on Friday before the concert?
neat!: i was just going to say that my mom gave me one too and that I should wait to eat it with you.
sparkle at the capitol: We are turning into the same people!
neat!: what else do you want with dinner?
sparkle at the capitol: Well, I was thinking I'd stop at the bakery by my house and get some bread and I have some good red potatoes that I could bring too.
neat!: bread and potatoes? We are the same people!
neat!: i think i need a bumper sticker that reads: I heart carbs!
sparkle at the capitol: Totally
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neat!: i've been listening to country radio on the internet when i study
sparkle at the capitol: Wha?
neat!: what's happening to me?
sparkle at the capitol: We ARE turning into the same people.