Sunday, February 21, 2010

Domesticity

We haven't always had the best relationship. I mean, we've had our ups and downs, that's for sure. I've been so frustrated at times I've stormed out and said I was not going to deal with it anymore. But inevitably, we make up and things go back to normal. No, I'm not talking about this guy:


I'm talking about me and my kitchen. Cooking/baking has never really been my thing. Why spend time in the kitchen, when you could spend it...pretty much anywhere else? Now that I'm married, I feel a little bit more responsibility to learn how to cook so I can feed my family one day. Meanwhile, Jacob must suffer through my experimentation. But things are looking up for me and my kitchen. After the great crock pot potato disaster of 2010, I've made a few steps in the right direction. Like, these delicious red velvet cupcakes with homemade cream cheese frosting!


And this orange chicken:


And a dish called Johnny Marzetti:


Wow! I know my mom feels proud that she must have instilled some good sense in me. (Despite my many years in college of eating quesadillas, mac & cheese, and frozen dinners.) My mom did try and teach me some things about cooking...but I didn't necessarily like being told what to do (I am still a little bit stubborn on occasion) and leaning to cook was a few too many rules to follow I think. Lately, I've also found that I really like...grocery shopping. Yeah, it's pretty fun when you use coupons. For example, this trip:


All these items were going to cost around $76.00, but after coupons and store discounts, it came to $35.00, which is 54% savings on this trip! Yeah, it's dorky that I posted my shopping trip. But so fun! This is the site where I get my inspiration. Cooking and grocery shoppping...who knew.

P.S. I have tried for weeks to get Jacob to write on our blog about Grandpa Parry's funeral to no avail. Future posterity, if you would like to read about his funeral, please go here. I guess I'm not the only stubborn one...

Tuesday, February 2, 2010

Dear Jacob,

I'm really happy you got to go to your grandpa's funeral and be with your family. I wish I could have gone too. I didn't really have a chance to get to know him, but I am so glad he could marry us. What a great memory to have.

Since you've been gone, I've eaten macaroni and cheese twice for dinner and watched the movie '17 Again'...several times. Please come home soon and restore my sanity! I miss you.

Love,
Laura