And on the Seventh Day We Rested...Not

You wouldn't think Sunday would be any challenge at all for cooking dinner, but yesterday was. First we had to deal with our customary Quick Trip stop after church. Usually, Sunday noontime finds us picking up drinks (my favorite is half cherry slush and half Dr. Pepper) along with snacks, like spicy cheese taquitos and cool ranch dip. But yesterday was different. Yesterday we decided we weren't going to stop even before we left for church. (Yeah!! Score one for the home team!!)

All would be well, except we had a couple of errands to run after church, so what to do? We packed a cooler, of course. Upon seeing the small cooler (large enough for a few drinks and a couple of snacks) my son gave me a look of consternation and said, "Are we going for a picnic in our church clothes?" When I explained I had drinks and snacks, he was non-plussed but willing to go along with the plan.

Sooo, we happily popped open our sodas, peeled back the wrappers of cheese sticks, and even stripped a couple of tangerines on our way to Target later in the day. Unfortunately, the trip to Target lasted longer than I anticipated - but then again it always does - and the specter of "I'm hungry" reared its menacing head on the way home. Luckily, we managed to by-pass the fast food signs that beckoned to us like sirens luring Odysseus toward the rocks and make it home unscathed and unfed.

With multiple chores looming before us, we opted for a quick fix - grilled cheese. Yes, this is pretty standard, but a combination of cheddar, provolone, Swiss, and muenster managed to make all of us happy. Mission accomplished! Oh, and don't ask about dinner. We never really made any. Only chocolate chip cookies came out of the kitchen later that evening before it was time to watch a movie. Alas, there is always tomorrow.