I am SO TIRED of slaving over what to have for dinner, doing the shopping, cooking, put it on the table and the two younger gentlemen in my home complaining BEFORE THEY EVEN SIT DOWN.
Last night I made cheese tortellini with italian sausage in a creamy tomato sauce with some red pepper and spinach. I even held off most vegetables in their serving and they didn't eat it.
I steamed for a little bit, then it came to me...a brilliant idea like a flash of lightening...I turned on the oven and baked a batch of yellow cupcakes with chocolate frosting.
Oh, you want a cupcake? That's too bad. I guess you should have eaten your dinner (little monsters). Maybe next time you'll eat your dinner. After all, you never know what might be for dessert...my husband did point out to me the error in my logic. Since they will not be applying the cupcake yumminess to their taut little bodies, we will be spreading it on our almost forty year old flabby bodies.