What's For Dinner?

Ever open your fridge and wonder what in the world will you make for dinner?

That's what I've been doing for the past 20 minutes.

Nothing is sounding good. If I didn't have kids who rely on me to grow and be nourished, I'd resort back to the old days of being single and eating a bowl of Frosted Flakes as my meal. But, that was then, this is now.

Here are my options:

Spaghetti and garlic bread, but that sounds rather filling. And I'm a carb fanatic, so a slice of garlic bread to me is like a can of Pringles. Can't eat just one.

Breakfast for dinner. Usually I make blueberry pancakes with turkey bacon and scrambled eggs. But, I'm low on syrup. Scratch that.

Chef Boyardee pizza kit. The box calls for shredded mozzarella cheese. Just did inventory, and as luck would have it, I don't have shredded mozzarella cheese.

Hamburgers on the grill. Yet, last time I grilled burgers the boys told me "these don't taste like Dad's." Well, that's because...Dad didn't grill 'em. Mom did.

Mac N Cheese. The Kraft brand in the blue box. Only, I manage to screw it up. I know, how hard can it be? Somehow, I always overcook the pasta, and the Shrek-shaped noodles look more like squished Play-Doh. Even Greg wonders how I mess up boiling something in hot water.

After weighing my options, I realized I need to go to the grocery. And do some situps, because there is a loaf of garlic bread that is calling my name.

Spaghetti it is.