I like to eat.
There, I said it. It's all right out there.
I blame my good Ma, who didn't believe in snacks for any reason. I remember being absolutely famished at every mealtime, where I was forced to clean my plate each and every time. This created an atmosphere of "dinner lust" not too much different than a Berserker's fury. Except in this case, the fury is hunger.
Lately, we've been trying to do a better job of eating home-made food; less prepared foods, and more fresh stuff. This is because of our health, and mine in particular. (The sodium and high fructose isn't so good for me.) Turns out, eating this way is also cheaper.
We decided that having a meal planner would help our shopping (What do we need? I dunno) and help me remember what the heck we're supposed to be eating on X day (for dinner). That way, if Dawna comes home late, I can at the very least get dinner started. This is what they call a "smart husband choice."
Here's the meal planner that we came up with:
Basically, you frame it, and then write on the glass with a wet-erase marker. We do our shopping on Saturdays mostly, so we pull it down and write in the new stuff then.
While we really made it for us (it's on the wall by the kitchen) we figured that we might as well offer it to you too.
I'm working on some matching recipe cards, and a honey do list for us too.
- Daniel
