Betty Crocker, you are my hero!

I strive to be Betty Crocker just for a minute…who am I kidding, just for a second! I have many talents and cooking is definitely not one of them. 😩

I woke up Sunday to a beautiful blizzard in New Hampshire. In a perfect world, someone would have served me fresh squeezed orange juice, an omelette and fresh fruit in bed while I watched The Notebook! Hey, a girl can dream right?

Instead, I busted out the eggs and decided to make breakfast, which doesn’t happen often. I am a firm believer in eating breakfast, as it is the most important meal of the day, but mine usually consists of a bunch of stuff thrown in a blender cause I am ALWAYS running late.

I poured my eggs into the pan and put my bread in the toaster. I glanced over and saw Mount Laundry in my laundry room and figured I would get a jump start if I was ever going to wash, fold and put it all away. ***I couldn’t even write that with a straight face. My laundry gets washed, sometimes folded and rarely ever put away, but it’s the thought that counts right!? While in the laundry room, I notice that the cat’s food is everywhere, so I grab the broom and sweep it up.

You see where I’m going with this don’t you? Yeah, me either! 😜

This is my biggest problem with cooking. You cannot multitask while doing it. Next thing I know, I’ve burnt the toast to a crisp, and I panic cause I’ve just used the last of the eggs and I don’t want them to burn, so I try to flip my “omelette” and I ended up with scrambled eggs….once again! How on earth can I have given birth twice and not know how to cook an omelette!? I just don’t get it. 🤷🏼‍♀️

I loaded the toaster with more bread , which I burnt to a crisp again…I swear, you can’t make this shit up, and poured some Tropicana orange juice, next best thing to fresh squeezed.

Three slices of bread later (that’s why I stick with smoothies) and I was able to sit down with my scrambled eggs, toast and OJ! Of course, by the time I sat down with MY breakfast, my youngest son Owen had taken a poop and my oldest son wanted me to print out a coloring page for him! When I got done changing Owen and printing for Levi, I came back to my plate and the cat was eating off of it. 🙄#momlife

So, the moral of the story, all of you Betty Crocker’s out there, I envy you! I wish so badly I enjoyed the kitchen or had the patience for it! One of my 2019 goals is to learn how to make the perfect omelette! Not that I’ll be able to actually sit and enjoy it, but this girl is still dreamin’!

Xoxo,

Shannon

PS- comment below if you have tips for me in the omelette department!