The Secret to a Happy Marriage…Oscar Meyer?

by Trisha-and-Amy on June 28, 2009

Right around June, both of us start to smile a little more, we start to bitch a little less about those men we call our husbands, and we start to gain about an hour a day. Why, you ask? Because we are not agonizing about DINNER. Because it’s grilling season! And that means our husbands cook dinner. A lot. Because somehow that allows us to shed that terrible guilt and pressure of what to feed our families. Dinner throws us right over the edge most days of the year. It really shouldn’t have to be that way. But with all of the other ‘to do’s’ on our list, and our very apparent inability to cook anything beyond pasta and frozen broccoli, who has time to sit and plan a week’s worth of meals? Please. We loooove our outdoor grills. Because it means WE don’t have to cook nearly as many dinners. And that might just put us in the mood, too. Especially if he cleans up. Yeah, baby.

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Sandi August 10, 2009 at 6:08 pm

I too LOVE it when my hubby bbq’s. However, have you ever noticed that despite the fact that we are inside making the rest of supper (salad, veggie, pasta), taking care of the kids, setting the table and getting everything else ready for supper while hubby is outside sipping on a cold beer while he is grilling, and he is so proud that “he” made supper.

Trisha-and-Amy August 10, 2009 at 6:10 pm

LOL! Yep, been there, for sure. “Grilling” is hard work, didn’t you know?

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