What's for Dinner?

I hate trying to figure out what I want to make for dinner every night. It really bothers the hell out of me, especially if I just can't think after getting home from work.

So what I started doing a while ago is making a weekly meal plan to help me out. The whole, not being able to think part wasn't much of an issue when I was unemployed, but it helped a lot when it came to budgeting. Now this tactic is helpful in many more ways. It'll just be interesting to see how Aaron handles helping me with these dishes. They're all pretty simple for me, I know they'll test his technical abilities in the kitchen. I know he's going to freak out if I don't explain and show him what I mean when I say, "chiffonade" or when I try to make him understand that sautee does not mean, frying something to hell. But like I keep telling myself, he IS trying and I love him all the more for it.

Oh yes (slightly off topic), that man has GOT to learn how to use his wrist when whipping or beating liquids. I asked him to beat eggs this weekend and he began stirring them. I had to show him what was wrong with his technique, then had to move him on to making the coffee. Sigh... lordie, don't get me started on that one either.

So yes, today, rather than starting my day with actual, honest-to-goodness work, I did my meal plan for the week. I should have been doing work since the next two weeks are going to be hellish, but the allergies have kicked in and I'm waiting for the meds to start working. Blech. I feel like I'm on another planet.