For the entire time (minus a couple of lazy weeks here and there) since my sister moved in with us, she and I have made a monthly meal plan so we can keep track of who is cooking what and on which day. (Jim and J get dinner duty here and there, too.)
At first we started with a straight-up paper calendar that we hung on the refrigerator, but once I finally entered the 21st century and started using Google Calendar for my own scheduling purposes after Julesie had been suggesting it to me for eons, I realized that being able to see the meal plan on my phone–say, if I were at the GROCERY STORE, wondering what we were having for dinner–could be really helpful and we moved it to the computer.
Lately we’ve been inserting a little more pizazz into our meal plan, and I’m not talking about the recipes. Julesie is especially good at giving goofy nicknames to old favorites and making other adjustments to the names. She makes me laugh my head off.
The great thing is, it really doesn’t matter if anyone else knows what the heck our meal plan says, because we’re the ones doing the grocery shopping.
Some of the entries include:
PIZZA! PIZZA! PIZZA!
Queso Fundido (IT’S FUNDIDO!) & tacos
Fancy Schmancy Tuna Salad
Tilapia Somethin’ Something
Nacho Night! Nacho Night! Get Excited: it’s Nacho Night!
and the more profane…
Farmer’s Chop Suey, Bitches!
Roasted Beet Yo’ A$$ Salad with Oranges & Queso Fresco
My contributions are, let’s say, a little more accidental. That’s why, when Jim asked me if I meant to type “Beef Smoked Squasage and Onions”, naturally I said, “Yes. You’re going to love it.”
And he did.