Food

I am married to the world's most picky eater. Seriously. We have been married a year and a half and I am just barely getting to the point where I can shove veggies down his throat. I, on the other hand, love to cook and experiment and try new foods. I can't even begin to tell you how sick I am of spaghetti and tater tot casserole and hamburger helper. Unfortunately, I know Justin won't eat the foods I like. Well, it's about time to take a stand, damn it. For the next two weeks, we're going to eat good foods, like tri-colored pasta salad, pork ribs, chicken enchiladas, swiss steak, meat loaf, sausage supper, and fruit salad. I know Justin will not be happy. So, we'll have to throw in some breakfast for dinner, chicken sandwiches, and sloppy joes in there somewhere. Just so that he won't move out of my house.

While we're on the subject, let me just say I am so happy my husband has a great paying job. My grocery list fills an entire sheet of paper...twice. Eating good food is not cheap.

All of this menu planning is really using up my bank of creative food making. I've ran out of ideas. I've looked through multiple cook books and now I'm stuck. I have no idea what else to make in the future.

HHHHHHHHHEEEEEEELLLLLLLLLLPPPPPPPPPP MMMMMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEE!!!!