Yesterday I was planning meals for when Vince is here. I mentioned that I had a roast in the crock pot and I was going to have it for dinner, then freeze the rest for when Vince is here. I figured baked roast, mashed potatoes, gravy, steamed broccoli and tomatoes would be a good meal. I ended up knitting right through dinner and figured it wasn’t going to hurt me to miss a meal so I didn’t have it last night. I may have it for lunch today, then freeze it.
I bought ground chicken to make chicken ravioli, which I was going to freeze. Fix it with marinara for Vince and cream sauce for me, serve with glazed carrots and a salad.
I have the shrimp that I bought at the Farmers’ Market last weekend. They’re frozen so I was thinking I’d make something with those.
Then I thought . . if I take meals out of the freezer, heat them up . . no real work, no real time involved, that will mean we eat at home instead of unpacking and getting things put away, then being tired and going to grab something out. But, it also means that in Vince’s thinking, I put gourmet meals on the table in minutes so . . what does she really do all day?
Bad plan? Should I spend hours in the kitchen or serve bologna sandwiches? I surely don’t want him thinking I sit and knit all morning, take a nap, then knit some more!
I think he knows I spend some time working; some time knitting so I’ll go ahead with my plan to have as many meals ready to heat and eat as I can.