I decided soup sounded good on the way home tonight. Because it's in the single digits with the windchill. I had made a broth from the chicken I roasted (my LORD I'm such a good Italian wife now) so figured I'd do an Italian Wedding Soup since the kid likes it. We stopped at the market on the way home and got a couple of things I needed to make it. I started it at 6:30. It's 9:30 and we have still not eaten. Because I suck at making soup. This girl needs a recipe and I was just sort of throwing things into the pot.
Dora fixed it because she's an ACTUAL Italian and doesn't need those silly recipes.
I gave up on having it ready for Arden so made her a cheeseburger. So much for not being a short order cook.
I had plans for a whole lot of other stuff tonight but guess what's not happening?
I should have just made pancakes for dinner.
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