I work, I mother, I’m a working mother. Mr. Mary Tyler Mom works, too, and longer hours. What that means is that I’m still responsible for dinner. Doesn’t matter if I left the house at 7am and got back at 5pm. Doesn’t matter that when Mary Tyler Son sees me at the end of a work day he wants to SEE ME, not be babysat by the iPad as I contemplate dinner.
I’ve been in a bit of a fog the past month or so. Mr. Mary Tyler Mom, God love him, has been coming home and throwing something together so we can eat. Most of the time I’m so tired I don’t even have an appetite, so the thought of cooking falls flat. Flatter that Kate Middleton’s British arse. Now that’s flat, folks. Food is just not doing it for me right now. I’ve not a spot of interest. I would be happy eating what Mary Tyler Son eats: Kraft dinner, pb and j, cream cheese slapped on a slice of ham and rolled up, cheerios smothered in yogurt. Yeah, not so nice for the husband.
So hence my plea: Imma looking for quick summer meals. Something to get me out of my rut and back into the kitchen. Key ingredients should include speed, ease, and a recipe that involves only things one has in a kitchen that serves a toddler. Here’s what I’ve got so far:
- tacos – – love ’em as the veggies are present and accounted for
- BLT’s – – ditto what I said about the tacos
- tuna salad
- chicken breasts over spinach
- pork chops and egg noodles
Ideally, I would pick up Mary Tyler Son, play and love on him until Mr. Mary Tyler Mom gets home, he tags in and I get into the kitchen. Voila! 20 minutes later simple dinner on the table.
Can you help a sister out? Let me know what you do, working moms – – we gots to stick together!