I love how Hubby tends to make dinner plans without consulting me first. I laid out chicken to cook for dinner, got it halfway thawed out, then he called and said we’re going to dinner with my Dad. They ran into each other and decided they both want to go eat at their favorite restaurant tonight, Paw’s Diner. We just ate there Friday night when we took my Dad out for his birthday dinner. I love their food, too, but it’s true traditional fat and greasy southern food. If we keep eating there so much I’m going to have to buy some Anoretix to counteract the fat.
I’m happy I don’t have to cook tonight, but I just wish he’d ask me if I was planning to cook dinner instead of telling me we’re going out to eat. I guess I can put the chicken in the fridge and cook it for dinner tomorrow…if he doesn’t make plans without consulting me again.
Sunday, January 18th, 2009, 4:21 pm | 
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