domestic goddess.

i am so not a domestic goddess. i can burn water. literally. but in my new found attempt at staying healthy, eating out less and trying to save money, i have been cooking dinner. i had dinner figured out about 8 am. i knew exactly what i was going to do. i love having a plan!!!
around 4:45 (hubby gets off work at 5) i walked over to the freezer, took out the box of van de kamps crunchy fish fillets and gently placed them on my cookie sheet lined with parchment paper (didn't think i was that fancy, did ya?) then on to the pièce de résistance, the mac n cheese. this wasn't any old mac n cheese. oh no, not microwavable. i was busting out the kind you actually make (gasp) on the stove! so, there i was, slaving over a hot stove and oven when i started to smell something a wee bit odd. at first i thought it was Ava... then i thought it was the candle i just lit in the living room. about the time i actually saw the flame, i realized it was the spatula. apparently you shouldn't put your spatula to rest in the flames. oops.
dinner was a success. only one casualty. and believe it or not, i really can cook. even wolfgang puck has his off days!!!