epiphany

I had to look up the correct spelling of "epiphany" just so you know. Even if I couldn't spell it, I had one.

If you have known me for long, you know that I'm not a very good homemaker. I adore my children and playing with them, but I H-A-T-E to clean and I am seriously envious of people with O.C.D. that have to have everything in its' place. I also didn't cook. When I look back on the first five years of our marriage, I'm not really sure what or how we ate. I honestly don't remember any consistency except that we both worked and Chad liked cooking more than I did, so he usually handled food. When William starting eating real food, things started to change. I had another person who needed to be fed. Slowly I started cooking. Then I started trying at least one new recipe a week. Then I realized that the only way we could afford for me to stay home was to stick to a budget. So I started meal planning and very carefully shopping. Then I started trying tons of new recipes. Then I started crockpotting like a mad man.

So today Chad called to say we have plans tonight and I don't need to worry about dinner.

No big deal, right?

Except that I just got home from buying Panko bread crumbs and I was going to make this Broccoli recipe as a side tonight. That was my epiphany...I was upset that I didn't GET to cook.

When did this happen?

When did I fall in love with cooking and baking?

Insanity!!

P.S. I made myself feel better by deciding that William and I will make pumpkin apple muffins this afternoon. He loves them and I sneak alot of healthy stuff in them. He is totally fooled into thinking he is eating dessert - so is his daddy for that matter.