Rather be quilting but DH puts in so many hours at work and has spoiled me rotten I feel I owe it to him to have a meal cooked for him every night. But Friday night is our "date" night for pizza at our favorite spot (it's like the show "Cheers" all the personnel know us and know what we order every time). DH is not picky & if I don't want to cook he will eat cereal but that makes me feel guilty so I whip up something. It's mainly just we two now but occasionally last child at home will eat here along with his girlfriend which makes it difficult to know how much food the defrost. DH doesn't care what condition the house is in so long as I'm here too & has said if I want a maid to hire one...so tempting!! But we're happy as things are...however the thought of a maid sure is inviting
