Most of the time I cook, I enjoy it. Strike that, I am a damn liar. I love to cook when it doesn't feel like a monotonous chore to sustain two bottomless pits and a hungry husband. I love to cook when I am trying out a new recipe, or my whole house is spotless, and I can take my sweet time. I especially love to cook when I am bringing a meal to a potluck, and I know it will be devoured, leaving other no-so-good dishes lonely and untouched. I get a secret pleasure out of that. It's my favorite kind of race and luckily I am always victorious. The "Best Dish" race is the only one you will see me competing at.
Today, I got enthralled redesigning my logo and website. I had no plans on doing that today, and it made me utterly useless as a mom and housekeeper. My daughter even drew on the walls in marker while unsupervised, and was left to run around like a wild damn banshee. Stew was planned to be in the Crock Pot at 6:30 am, but when 4:30 rolled around, and the Crock was empty, I had to hurry my ass up and make something. So I sauteed all the vegetables, and potatoes, and seared the meat to make up for my laziness. I pretty much defeated the whole point of a Crock Pot today. Yay me.
Today, I got enthralled redesigning my logo and website. I had no plans on doing that today, and it made me utterly useless as a mom and housekeeper. My daughter even drew on the walls in marker while unsupervised, and was left to run around like a wild damn banshee. Stew was planned to be in the Crock Pot at 6:30 am, but when 4:30 rolled around, and the Crock was empty, I had to hurry my ass up and make something. So I sauteed all the vegetables, and potatoes, and seared the meat to make up for my laziness. I pretty much defeated the whole point of a Crock Pot today. Yay me.
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