The School Bus Makes Me Cook

Well it seems it's time for my annual blog post... holy crap. Seriously? A year?! Anyway. So something about the school bus makes me want to cook. Not just like a PB & J or anything. Oh no. I'm talking serious, "other people will want to eat this" kind of cooking. The kind of food I want to eat. Chef food. There's just one problem. I'm not a chef. My husband is, but when he's cooking I'm too busy with a bottle of wine to pay much attention. There's another problem. We have an (almost) 7 year old who is a picky eater. I don't want to eat chicken nuggets and macaroni and cheese. And I want he and I to eat the same foods in hopes of loosening the picky-eater hold over him. You know, the old "don't make separate meals" thing. I try. So, I've been cooking. And some of it is actually good. Like, really not bad! My plan is share of that here or on another blog. Before next year.