They'll live if I dont cook, Right?

"Honey, I'm going to drop something off with a lady at McDonalds, go to the dry cleaners, and get the kids....grab the ravioli lasagna from the fridge at work"

::calling honey after meeting for drop off:: "I didnt get mugged, carjacked or gang banged"
Honey: "Oook"
Me: "Just letting you know...I'll talk to you later!"

Not 5 mins later...

Honey: "What were you saying about getting mugged and car jacked?"
Me: "I said I didnt!"
Honey: "Where did you go!?"
Me: "To meet a lady to drop off a dress"
Honey: "Ohh...I thought you said you were going grocery shopping!"
Me: "REALLY?!

(oh it gets better..)

Honey: "Are we just gonna have that lasagna stuff again?"
Me: "Did you grab it?"
Honey: "No...I thought you said you were going to?"
Me: "UGH.....I told you to grab it, meaning you did not comprehend a single word from the conversation we had prior to me leaving. You thought I was going grocery shopping and you didnt grab dinner."
Honey: "I'll order something."


As much as I was looking forward to leftovers last night, it didnt happen. The little dude was disappointed too. "I'll order something" turned into, "I'll pay for it if you go pick it up." Freedom of choice, sure, but it's just not the same.

I enjoy cooking Dinner, as much as I complain about it. I think it's just one of those things you are "supposed" to do (complain). I think the kids like to take that time to annoy the crap outta each other, say "Look Mommy" as many times as they can in the 30 minutes it takes, and to just get away with anything they can in general. Not having that time seems to make them cranky at the end of the day.

They'll live if I dont cook, Right?

More like survival of the fittest when I DO cook ;)