Everyday. It taunts me. What is for dinner? What are you making for dinner? What do you have in the fridge? WHAT ! WHAT ! WHAT!
Let's just say at our house, it isn't new American cuisine. It's more like what can I make with 4 ingredients or less. We're talking spaghetti, tacos, salad, soup, and most frequently Subway. Those sandwich artists know me by name.
On Tuesday I had a plan. I was feeling gutsy. I pulled out the crock pot and stared it down. Oh, it knew what it was in for. I was gonna make bbq chicken sandwiches. I was gonna make some dinner, planning ahead even! Good by chicken, you will be simmering on low for 8 wondrous hours!
I put all the ingredients together and headed out the door. I felt good. I just freakin made some dinner people!! I knew when I got home it was going to be soooooo delicious.
Fast forward to 4:30 pm. I get this text "Hey babe. Thanks for making dinner, but you forgot to plug it in."
Needless to say we split a foot long turkey from Subway.