It must be January blues.

I'm so ugh lately. I think I'm suffering from the lack of sunshine around here. Or maybe I'm gearing up for a melt down.

I've been storming my brain and pondering about what is really bugging me. I've come to this conclusion. I HATE making dinner at night. Just the thought makes me want to crawl in a dark closet and cry.

I wonder if I'm the only one that thinks these thoughts. Don't you get sick of thinking something up? Then when you finally come up with something you realize you don't have all the ingredients. So you jump in the car and run to the store, wasting more of your time. This is totally driving me to the deep end. Why must it be so hard? Why? (imagine me shaking my fists in the air).

I know that I'm not really the only one who struggles with this, but I needed to vent, thanks for listening.

So give me your recipes, give me your ideas, help me make it until Spring.

PLEASE!!!