AUGH!

Frustration sets in.

I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.
I am frustrated.

OK, got it?

My birthday gift to myself was "Eating Royally", a cookbook written by Princess Diana's personal chef. As you already know, the General bought me a KitchenAid stand mixer. The perfect time to do a little cooking, right?

So I started making plans--invited my cooking buddy Joe on down. Right from the start, I know we're heading for the danger zone. Selecting a random recipe, I gleefully cried, "We can make Lobster Thermidor!" Joe replied, "I'm not eating that."

Between Joe suddenly deciding he's a vegetarian and the General flat out refusing to eat vegetables and my sister's food allergies, it's a miracle we eat.

I am so freakin' frustrated.

So, by God, I'm making Lobster Thermidor, or something else from the cookbook, and Joe and the General can go to McDonald's. Except not, since they have meat in their salads.

Any omnivores out there want to come over and cook? Please? It'll be fun. I promise!