Did you ever think when you were young and your mom made dinner every night that at some point you would be planning meals and putting shopping lists on the refridgerator with Eduardo’s Tree Trimming magnets? Did you? Huh? Come on, that’s for old farts not young, vibrant women who still gossip on the phone incessently, wear black on their toenails and contemplate wearing glitter! Okay, who am I kidding? I’m not going to be wearing glitter again anytime soon but still…it saddens me that I’m old enough to “meal plan.” If that’s not a sign you’re racing up on 40’s ass I don’t know what is.
Unfortunately, unlike my mother, when I do manage to plan meals, something often comes up and I don’t cook the thing I was sure I was going to cook that happened to involve broccoli so then said broccoli lays sadly in the veggie drawer for a month until someone wonders, “what’s that smell?” That’s when I have to rethink my meal plan and throw some shit out like the chicken that expired as well.
So, I’m getting ready to go to the store and the only thing on my list is wine. That’s just a cry for help. Because of this, I’ve decided to sit my butt down and really think of what I’ll actually make for the rest of the week. But, naturally, blogging comes before FOOD SHOPPING. Let’s not be ridiculous!