I had big plans for this post.
Joni over at Red Couch Recipes had this delicious sounding recipe for baked Southwest Eggrolls. She called them something slightly less appealing like mummies in moldy dressing, but still...they caught my fancy.
See for yourself! (click here!) These look yummy, right?
So I went to the store and gathered all the stuff to make them.
YessireeBob, I was excited. I was going to go all domestic diva on you and impress the heck out of you with my culinary skills and then I would feel all kinds of good about myself...
I got all the stuff out and put it on the counter. I had my camera at the ready so I could take step by step tutorial pictures and impress the black beans right out of ya!
But then...just when I was reading the back of the package of eggroll wrappers...
Mr. Jenny said, "Hey, it's getting late. Do you want me to run over to Pei Wei and pick up some dinner?"
And I said, "Wellllll...ummm... I was gonna make...ummm...HECK YEAH! I WANT THE SPICY CHICKEN!"
And you know what? I didn't feel bad at all.
Because, probably the line cook over at Pei Wei has been feeling an overwhelming desire to channel his or her inner Martha all day today. And he or she probably needed to have a great big old boost in feeling good about themselves...
Who am I to stand in the way of someone's inner domestic diva-ness.
I'm cool like that.
Totally willing to sacrifice my own personal needs to help others.
I'm feeling mighty noble now.
And totally willing to put the eggroll wrappers back in the fridge.