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What's For Dinner Button

People are forever asking how I manage everything with such a busy schedule. I love to cook, but I don’t always have time to do so in the manner I would like. This weekly journal is a way to keep it real and show that while my intentions are good, sometimes life and all of its activities get in the way of serving a delicious, home-cooked meal and that it is perfectly okay.

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  • Saturday: A late-night dance competition meant no time for dinner. Thankfully, Holly and I had a late lunch, which held us until we got back to the hotel and were able to eat some of the snacks we brought with us. Jim stuck with leftovers.
  • Sunday: I had hoped that Holly and I would be home for dinner, but alas, we left Iowa later than I thought so we had dinner on the road. Jim made do with a sandwich or two.
  • Monday: I planned for Monday to be a “Michelle does nothing” day, which included dinner plans. Instead, Jim went out and picked up dinner for us. I really liked “Michelle does nothing” day.
  • Tuesday: To avoid eating out for the fourth day in a row, I got my act together and tried yet another Cincinnati chili recipe and made four-ways with onions, cheese, and spaghetti. Holly had plain marinara with her spaghetti because I can’t fathom tofu as Cincinnati chili and neither could she.
  • Wednesday: A severe shortage of perishable and nonperishable foods made it near impossible to cook tonight. Jim was gracious enough to hit the grocery store for me and even brought home lasagna from the deli to avoid eating really late.
  • Thursday: Tonight, I cooked. I actually tried something new and made a mushroom quiche. I had some sausage patties for Jim and served everything with hash browns for a fancy breakfast for dinner that everyone could eat. Plus, I got to use up some leftover pie crust dough and some other things that have been sitting in my freezer for a while. I love when things work out like that.
  • Friday: The final dance regional dance competition means the last time Holly and I HAVE to squeeze in meals whenever we can and eat whatever is available. Thank goodness.


What was for dinner at your house this week?

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