Summer Hiatus

Confession #1: I haven't menu planned consistently, if at all, in practical months;

Confession #2: I am blissfully unapologetic for it.

Somehow we've all managed to eat and most of the time the baby gets pretty healthy fare. Yes, we've begged several of our more extravagant and healthier meals off the in-laws, but hey, it's summer. I'm on vacation, damn it :) Plus, it's hot. And I'm tired. And NOTHING sounds good to me in the summer but hamburgers, fruit, salads, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, strawberry lemonade, and sometimes pizza. So that's what we eat. Every day (slight exaggeration, but only slight.) Or cereal.

Alas, summer is almost over and fall is drawing near. Then I crave soups. And it's icky-ish outside, so I never want to leave my house...and my kitchen becomes vastly more appealing. And I cook. I have accumulated some pretty tasty looking recipes I'm dying to try....at least someday (i.e. not tomorrow, or the day after, or likely even the day after that, if you get my gist).

I'll be back when school is back in session. No, no, I don't go to school, nor do I have a child in one, but it seems like a reasonable marker for putting on my big girl pants, growing up, and eating (and spending, and cooking) more responsibly.