So, I'm doing my thang. Whipping up dinner. At the same time I'm also making dinner for the kids. Pasta, a common dinner item because my kids refuse anything else. Most nights I don't have the energy to fight it.
I have three burners going on the stove, each doing more than just boiling water.
Shit just go real, yo.
Side note: I was searching for the image for this product and found it on the McCormick's website, just scroll down and read the reviews... READ THEM!!! I'M NOT CRAZY!
I called J in a fit of hysterics. He's like it's fine, we can make a different sauce. But I'm scouring the web looking for a sauce recipe that doesn't include sour cream because I DON'T FUCKING HAVE SOUR CREAM!! I don't even have yogurt for a substitute. FUCK!!
This is when the kids pick up on my irritation and Ava announces that she suddenly hates pasta with sauce and refuses to eat what I made her. Are you fucking kidding me, right now?!
I'm this close to throwing the whole meal out the window when J gets home and saves the day. I don't know how he does it but I can't make shit up without a recipe to guide me. Whatever sauce he made saved the meal and it was delicious.
I was still pissed but my belly was full so that made me less pissy.