I'm so hopeless at cooking. Or maybe it's just that my kids don't want to eat anything. My life is pretty rushed right now, so when my friend D told me that Rachel Ray had all these "30-minute" recipes, I thought I'd give her new cookbook a try. Keep in mind the above sentence, "hopeless at cooking", OK? Anyway, I tried a few recipes from there. First of all, they take me at least an hour, usually more. Secondly my kids won't eat anything I've tried. Thirdly, my husband pronounces them "bland." I have to agree with him on the ones I've tried so far. Maybe it's because the ones I've tried have been selected with an eye to hoping that they would appeal to the kids. Ha! What a stupid idea on my part.

Right now I'm in the frame of mind that cooking is my least favorite part of the day. The kids only want to eat pizza and Annie's shells (mac-and-cheese). Maybe tacos, on a good day. I should just cook those three things in rotation.

*throws up hands in despair*

I love Julie Andrews too. Victor/Victoria is one of my favorite movies. Should I be embarrassed for loving that one more than Sound of Music? I think it's hilarious.