I love chili. It’s just vegetables and a little bit of lean ground beef. If you avoid using a high calorie or salty sauce (I used Manwich this time because I had it lying around) it’s a healthy meal. Anyway, I burned the shit out of it. I know some women swear by their Crock Pot, but it hasn’t done much for me. Maybe it’s just practice and timing? I don’t know. Anyway, I said fuck it, scraped out what was good, spent 60 minutes cleaning the insert and put the good chili right back in. My husband will never know… If he knew it was burnt he wouldn’t want to eat it and I don’t blame him as I’m not all that excited to get at it either, but he doesn’t so everything is great in my house. No sense in ruining his dinner.
Newlywed (VIII.XX.MMXVI) Recently exited the 20's and excited for the dirty 30's My husband is the epitome of masculinity... He amazes me daily. I want to be a Trophy Wife. Mother of (1) Min Pin FSW *Disclaimer: In the online world, I get accused of being a bitch. (A lot.) After the name calling and prior to the URL banning, a lot of what I was being "bitchy" about ends up being proven to be true and people hate me for that. (I empathize with the Messenger...) Let me clarify something: I'm not a bitch. I am, however, extremely perceptive and am not afraid to point out the truth even if it'll hurt your feelings. You'll never be the best person you can be if you live in denial. I believe in women helping women even if said help makes you cry first.