Open Up, Everything's Waiting for You

There was a minute this year when P was making dinner it felt like a lot of times, when in reality it was probably just 4 or 5 but they came in succession.  But when he did, turns out he is way better with meat, like cuts of steak and chops then me.  I've always been a little intimidated after a couple hundred failed attempts. But in my defense, it was more likely my cheap buying habits then cooking methods.  Instead thinking I would transform shoe leather from the sale isle or get a family pack of something instead of buying two good pieces, like he does.  But that's how I role, always cutting corners, trying to save, for what, God only knows.  I hate spending money.  Sometimes I think I'd pay money just to not have to go buy things, which is basically our Amazon membership fee. 

However I do what I call fantasy spend all the time.  I love going online to pick out the boots I would buy if I still gave a shit, or the dress I would wear if I ever felt the desire to put on a dress again.  The heels that would show the muscles in my legs or the perfect spring jacket that I could wear to brunch.  And I could buy them sometimes but its better just wanting them.  Getting things sometimes is not all that rewarding.  Except for this steak with pre-dinner cheese and crackers.  That was pretty cool.