This is the final post in my effort to Stick to a Meal Plan.
The verdict? Failed!
I mentioned in the previous post that my daughter has been sick with the flu. Well, they are dropping like flies around here. My son has missed the last two days of school and my husband woke up this morning with the same symptoms as the kids, but he struggled through his day and came home and crashed…done…sick as the rest of them. I’m the last one standing.
If I was a good Mom and Wife, I would have made chicken noodle soup from scratch for the lot of them. But, as we’ve established, Martha Stewart, I am not.
My son actually requested fast food tonight. My daughter is on the mend, having had the plague since Monday. It’s a beautiful evening outside on the MidAtlantic Coast tonight. So, instead of having my husband bring food home since he was crushed, my daughter and I walked to the nearest fast food place, and I even picked up a can of soup for my husband at the grocery store on the way (which he didn’t eat, by the way).
So, if we’re talking healthy, nutritious, homemade meals for my family, then I guess I achieved about an 80% this week (cooking 5 out of 6 nights, unless you count Tuesday night when only half the family got fast food – then we’re talking about 65%). Not exactly failing, but not really passing either.
I’ll keep trying, because I know I can do it. My husband has always said that our kids should be helping more with dinner. Maybe this could be a way to bring them into the fold? Or is that just my way of cheating? Hmmm…I’m not sure.
Thanks for following along.