Fakish Dinner

Three weeks ago I decided to bite the bullet, and lose this stinkin weight!!! I have not lost a pound since my 6 week check (and I only have a whoppin 20 lbs to get back to pre-babies weight. YIKES), and it is time for it to go... just ask Carter, he will tell you how gross it is. So, it has been really hard for me to fix dinner. I am not a huge fan of cooking dinner anyways, so add into the equation that I cannot even eat it, and NO THANKS! I asked Chet a while ago if he could help in that category. That is hard to do. It is not his favorite thing either. Dinner has been lacking and thrown together alot lately. So, when I went to WalMart this week I bought 7 frozen breakfasts, and 5 frozen dinners. I don't think that I have ever been so embarrassed in my life. My kids (if you take out frozen pizza they eat every other date night, they have Dominos the other half) have not had 7 frozen dinners in their life. We eat out a lot, but not frozen meals. I think the lady would have burnt to the ground if she would have burnt an inch for every minute she was burning judgemental holes in my frozen cart. She asked if I had kids and I told her 5 boys, and that didn't help her opinion of me! They have had: fishsticks, taquitos, pizza, broiled sandwiches, pork and cheese quesadilas, corn dogs, etc. Tonight I was telling Chet that tomorrow I would make dinner. Carter asked if I could, "...make us a real dinner. All of our dinners have been fakish. I hate our dinners lately!" Chet and I got a good laugh out of that. It makes me feel good to know that now they will appreciate my meals even more. Sometimes you need to lose what you have to really appreciate it! No more "fakish dinners". So stinkin hard!