I hate making dinner.
I don’t particularly like cooking anyway, but dinner especially is the all-time worst. I’d seriously rather just clean toilets.
You spend an hour or two on meal prep, 15 minutes eating the dang thing, and then another 30 minutes (at least) cleaning up afterward. For someone who loves to eat and hates to exert any kind of effort, it’s a downright affliction.
And it happens Every. Single. Day. And not just at any time of the day, either. No, it has to be right in that golden hour between naptime and bedtime when I’m already busy shuttling them to 10 different activities and nagging them about homework and projects and reading and chores and reminding them 12 times to please go take a freaking shower.
Throw into the mix a toddler who’s sole purpose in life is to hang by the hem of my shirt and scream at the top of his lungs and it’s enough to make anyone give up and order pizza every night for the next 18 years. Ha! I wish. With 5 kids running around I can’t hear the pizza guy on the phone anyway, let alone afford to buy it every night.
And THEN I somehow always (always!) forget to make a vegetable. So do I hurry and make a quick salad to provide my kids some greens with their meal? No. I just sit there eating my casserole, feeling guilty that that’s all there is, but exhausted from juking away from and hurdling over a toddler while making it. Thank goodness we sometimes have baby carrots and dip on hand. Not that anyone eats them, but they’re there. Sometimes.
I’ve been in the biggest dinner-making rut lately (even more than usual) and simply hate all the usual stuff I make.
The kids keep complaining that I haven’t made anything real (read: not frozen) in awhile so I did what any Mom-in-a-rut would do and turned to Pinterest. I buckled down and made a menu for the week with a couple of new recipes I found.
I pinned this recipe for Slow Cooker Creamy Chicken Pot Pie and I made it last night.
But in true Mediocre Mom fashion I didn’t read the whole recipe before I started cooking and had a minor freak out when I realized I was supposed to take the crock pot insert out and stick it in an actual oven for awhile. I didn’t know you could do that so I googled it. You can.
Then, trying to speed up the process (like I always do) I spent way too much time googling how long to cook diced chicken in a Crock Pot on HIGH so I could cook it faster than on LOW. I was confused because they all said to cook it for like 6 hours on high and this recipe only said to cook it for 3-4 hours on low. That doesn’t make sense, right? As I was trying to understand how on earth you could cook something in a Crock Pot for only 2 hours, I realized that it would cook more when you put it in the oven at the end. Hence the shorter cooking time. Oh yeah. Duh.
Ultimately, my husband and teenager LOVED it, but the littles, not so much. I think the poultry seasoning is an acquired taste. I thought it was good, but strong. The biscuits weren’t fully cooked and one piece of chicken was still pink. Maybe I should have cooked it longer on a lower heat. Maybe that’s why it said so in the instructions. MAYBE I should just follow the actual directions once in a while and see if things turn out as planned. Maybe.
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Last week I made this amazing Garlic Lemon and Parmesan Oven Roasted Zucchini and ate it all by myself in one sitting. Whatever, don’t judge. Next I’m going to try the Creamy Tortellini Soup. I’ll let you know how it goes, and if I managed to follow all the directions.
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