Cooking...

This picture is not of me...but I do look pretty fabulous attempting to cooking.

So I think my least favorite thing about marriage is the whole cooking/food department.  Don't get me wrong, I love food, I love eating good food and I love baking.  But all the responsibilities that come along with making a meal seriously stresses me out.  Don't get me wrong, I've come along way from when we first got married considering that my cooking arsenal consisted of spaghetti, grilled cheese and cake box cookies.  I'm slowly adding new favorites and things that I can cook somewhat easily.  But I worry every time that I try something new that it won't come out right or that Geoff won't like it.  Geoff has been such a trooper.  He will eat literally anything that I cook, even if it is inedible, and he is always so supportive and encouraging.  

Grocery shopping is the worst.  Since I really don't like grocery shopping I try to plan to make a trip every two weeks.  So making sure I plan and buy everything I need for meals takes quite a bit of preparation.  I also feel like it is my responsibility to save us as much money as possible when it comes to groceries.  I'm trying to coupon, but does it give anyone else heart palpitations? I've read all the blogs, scavenged all the web sites, watch all the shows, but somehow it just hasn't clicked like I think it should.  I just don't get how these ladies on TV can save so much and I can only save a little.  Someday maybe I can be like that....

I guess the whole purpose of this post was just to get some things off my chest, and maybe see if anyone else feels this way?  I can't be the only, right? Maybe I'm feeling this way because I'm coming off an almost two week cooking hiatus thanks to my wonderful Family while we were visiting for the holidays.  I am always open for tips so if anyone has any super secret meal planning/grocery shopping/cooking tips they would like to share with this new chef/wife I'd really appreciate.  In all of the marriage counseling we did, I did not get prepared for this! 

Just a little extra: Roscoe has been rrreeeaaallly whiny and stubborn lately.  He turns two on Sunday and I think we are entering the basset hound version of the terrible twos.