HATE IT!

I have decided that I really hate cooking. All forms. Baking is semi-tolerable, mainly because it involves orgasmically-good smelling things like breads and cookies. Yummy vanilla and banana and chocolate chip cookie smells. But other than that, I really HATE cooking. Not a good example to set for my kids, but we eat NOTHING homemade. Ever. Well, rarely ever. If the hubby decides to cook something, he will usually do a very good job, although we'll never be able to have it exactly the same way again, cuz he just goes with whatever he feels like putting in, god forbid we have recipes for stuff.

This is not a call to send me recipes! (unless it's UBER easy and takes less than 30 minutes with less than 5 ingredients) This is just me complaining that I wish I didn't hate cooking so much.

I need to do one of those marathon cooking sessions where I cook an ungodly amount of meals, then freeze them and can just pull them out and warm them up when I need to. Of course, it would help if 2 of my 3 freezers weren't on the kibbitz. Yes, I have 3 freezers. I should just shut up and be thankful 1 of them is working, right? I know, I know - but you know how you get used to excess? Yes, you do know. I got used to being able to store a whore's amount of food in my freezer section at my house. Now I have to figure out how to cram all my frozen foods in my little half of a freezer and it stinks.