I do not know about you, but I have a love hate relationship with my refrigerator and this is an ongoing issue. It all starts very early in the morning when I have to delve into the cold belly to find ingredients,to once again concoct a new and interesting sandwich. Now if you are a "supermom" like me you will sometimes find that in the sandwich department you are out of interesting ingredients. Why? because I could not find the time to run to the store, or if I have to be really truthful, I just did not feel like it! This is when the backup plan kicks in, and as all great "supermoms" around the world we revert to scraping the last peanut butter out of the jar. Of course I have to scrape because like a real 'supermom" I forgot to buy a new bottle on my last trip to the grocery store! I feel the guilt creeping up on me. I can just imagine my sons face when he so expectantly opens his lunchbox, only to find a sandwich , thinly spread with peanut butter. By this time I start to convince myself that I am not that bad of a mother. After all why on earth do the family need to have a designer sandwich everyday? Needless to say I feel super sorry for myself and deflated only to take it out on the refrigerator by slamming the door!
I have this fantasy that I will one day have a fridge that if I open it up it will tell me exactly what I have in it, and will automatically give me a healthy and delicious meal to prepare every night. Ok, back to reality. The problem is that if I do not have something figured out about dinner by the time I drop my son off at school, I am in real deep trouble! I am also really tired of my same ol, same ol food anyways, and am quite frankly in awe of these women who without any effort produce wonderful and healthy dinners every night. But like a real "supermom" I somehow always have my back up: Hamburger meat!! Never mind that we had it three times this week already! Food is food right? Remember the guilty feeling of this morning, well guess what, it is now earning interest, because the guilt is now compounding.
As I mentioned my refrigerator never has anything to offer but trouble!
My question to all women is? where did we get this notion that we have to cook like a Top Chef and to make sandwiches like a restaurant to be considered a good mother and wife? Why do we allow ourselves to feel guilty about silly things like that?
Next time we have eggs for dinner I will enjoy it!!!
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