It's Sunday evening, and the boys start asking about dinner. "Tuna Noodle Casserole" I tell them "Yummy!" They don't seem very excited about it. Why would I make dinner when I have tuna noodle casserole leftovers? I will cook tomorrow, (maybe) OK?
I am a minivan driving, fabric whoarder, Cub Scout leader, cross-country/track, soccer mom to three wonderful boys. I am also a navy/airline pilot's wife, who still plays with dolls and wished she liked to exercise.