I need routine...

Specifically, I need to sit down on the weekend and plan our meals for the week (there are other parts to my routine, they're just not bugging me...this week). Because if I don't, Wednesday rolls around and I have no idea what we're going to eat this week. And then we eat boring food. Plus there's a party for a three year old on Saturday and I have no idea what I'm going to serve. Plus I have the dreaded MRI on Saturday, bright and early, and I'm kind of panicking. And I shouldn't be. Because I have three evenings and most of Saturday morning and my parents are coming and it will be fine.






Monday: Quesadillas

Tuesday: Chicken with corn on the cob, dilled potatoes and other vegetables

Wednesday: Quesadillas (yes, again. They are the perfect food for nights when I go out with my trainer...if you have suggestions for some other quick, but relatively healthy dinner I can make for J and then for myself a few hours later, I'd love to hear them...we also do peanut butter and jam a lot on nights like this)

Thursday: Salmon or out

Friday: Pasta

Saturday: Party day...something easy...maybe more pasta? Or maybe out with my parents? Or maybe who knows...

Sunday: Small child is with her grandparents so Alex and I are having date night

Blah...what a boring, repetitive and uninspired week. These are the weeks when I convince myself that I don't actually like to cook. For more variety, head over to I'm an Organizing Junkie.