Cooking Goddess????

So in the past I have blogged a little bit about not being a domestic goddess and that I do not really cook.  Well I think I might just turn out to be a cooking goddess, there is still hope left.  Yes, that is right I have been cooking since we have moved and this week I tried out two new recipes <insert pat on the back here>.

One night I made southwest lasagna rolls for dinner.  The Husband is not a huge fan of ricotta cheese.  How could you not like ricotta cheese cooked in things.  Well he doesn't, fortunately for him he was saved by my parents surprising us with Portillio's, on their way home from Chicago.  He was saved and did not have to eat it for dinner.  I simply packed it up, sent some home with my parents for them to eat as leftovers and saved some for me to eat for lunch.  The Husband did try it and declared that it had to much ricotta in it.  As far as my thoughts on the recipe, it was not bad but it was a little bland.  So next time I will need to add something to it, not sure what but I will figure it out.

Tonight I made Cantonese beef.  It was a hit and we both liked it!  The Husband was a very happy husband.  Darn, now he is going to expect me to cook more.  Hmmmm....must make more recipes with ricotta cheese.  This was the first time that I had cooked with a dutch oven and I was impressed. I might just have to keep my parent's dutch oven, shhhh don't tell them.  My dad made me promise that I would return it.

The other nights we did not eat out, in fact I do not think that we have eaten out for dinner this whole week <insert another pat on the back here>.  One night the Husband cooked (I love you dear!), another night we ate at my parent's house and last night was fend for yourself, which means the Husband ate leftover ham from my parent's dinner and I had some bread and butter, I was not feeling very well last night.

So there might be hope for me yet!  I am already planning what I might make next week.  Ricotta, ricotta, ricotta...

Moving is Expensive With a Capital E

I know, I know, you are sitting there saying, "duh, well of course moving is expensive!"  I guess it was one of those repressive memories of mine; something that I did not want to think about.  So as I sit here typing this I feel a lot lighter and not in the I have lost weight or spiritual way but in the way that hits your pocketbook.

I could list out all of things that are so costly about moving but that would be boring and does anyone really care?  Probably not.  There are just all of those big and small expenses that add up and make you groan.  So folks let this be a lesson for you, DON'T MOVE, even if your husband is transferred.  Okay, that is not really realistic.

I guess the Husband and I will be eating ramen noodles for the next month or so.  Nah, just kidding.  I have been learning to meal plan.  I am on this kick that we are going to stop eating out as much and start eating at home and so far we have been doing pretty good with this.  We have had a couple of slip ups but we are on our way.  Tonight was something easy, sloppy joes and tater tots because I thought that we were going to be putting furniture pad things (whatever) on our chairs and kitchen table and then the new rug underneath (this is a whole different story but long story short, our kitchen chairs do not like the vinyl flooring in our kitchen).  However, the Husband came home from work today and announced, "golf hurts" (he went golfing with my father yesterday).  So, I knew right then and there that this project would not be accomplished tonight.  No problem I have lots of other things to do, the boxes keeping yelling things at me like, "unpack me".  Maybe those are just the voices in my head, I am not really sure.

So tonight's lessons are moving is expensive and "golf hurts".  With that being said I think many of our adventures in the next coming weeks will involve getting settled in.