The cook in me

In my dreams I'm a chef. I whip up simple healthy meals with whatever is at hand. In reality I'm a wife with a very kind husband. He seems to enjoy every disaster created in our kitchen. His first love is fast food so really I don't have much competition there. Example: tonight I had these grand plans of throwing together a decent meal of squash, basmati rice and grilled chicken. Simple enough right? Wrong. The squash overcooked and ended up needing to be tossed as it looked slightly off. The rice resembled mashed potato (my husband's words, not mine) while the chicken was forgotten in the oven. So we blessed the food and enjoyed good conversation with baby boy.