Chief cook -- but maybe not bottle washer

I was right about the chief cook part, but it came from a different quarter. My husband, Barry volunteered us to bring meals for Shabbat. Of course he didn't ask me first. That means I have to shop and cook in order to bring the meals. This sucks. I think he realized that he had "blown it" when he finally spoke to me. He had something else that needed to be done, but he took care of that part himself. It only involved disrupting my supper 3-4 times to get phone numbers for me...

I wish the weather was going to be beautiful -- I could really use some quiet time on the beach.