domesticated?

Yes, that is a leopard print apron, and yes I wear it when I try to be domesticated.

Go ahead and laugh. 

So here's the deal, my family is full of women that give Betty Crocker and Martha Stewart a run for their money.  I want to be one of them.  I can clean like a mad woman, but cooking is just not my thing.  It gives me anxiety.  Meat makes me nervous, and in my family we eat a lot of meat.  What if i didn't cook it right, or thoroughly?  That could make people really sick!  And don't even get me started with eggs. 

The other night I decided to face my fear of cooking.  My aunt cooks dinner every night, living with her is like living in a bed and breakfast...no joke.  Anyways, I decided she needed a break.  So Brady and I headed to Safeway.  He was my big helper.

We had:

Baguette French bread to dip in a balsamic vinaigrette/olive oil/cracked pepper concoction,

 Chicken, mushroom and parmesan bowtie pasta with alfredo sauce,  

and a green salad with all the good stuff. 

Oh, and wine of course. 

I was pretty impressed with myself, I'm not gonna lie. 

And although this probably sounds like a super easy meal to all you talented cooks, this was a BIG step for me.  Like really big. 

After that fabulous meal I just might think about cooking something up again next month.