Think of Paula Deen, Betty Crocker, June Cleaver, and Florence Henderson all rolled up into one and. . . drum roll please. . . that is my outlook on being Nate's wife!
I want the white picket fence, the 2.5 kids and the dog! I want dinner hot and on the table, the kids perfectly dressed and seated, and me in my apron, high heels, and pearls when Nate walks in the door with, "Hi Honey! I'm home!" Basically I was born in the wrong decade! (I know my married friends are at this point sighing and rolling their eyes!) But I can dream, right?
I adore being a hostess and serving others! Nate gave me the best "Thanksgiving" present this year. We ate lunch on Thursday at the Petroleum Club and because of that, had no leftovers. Friday afternoon, Nate was craving leftovers and I told him I would just "whip up" a Thanksgiving meal for us! I have always wanted to cook a WHOLE Thanksgiving meal and Nate gave me the perfect opportunity!
I baked the dinner on a smaller scale, minus the 18 pound turkey! :-) I even timed everything perfectly so that the second Nate put his fork down, the timer went off to pull the blackberry pie out of the oven! :-) (now how Carol Brady-ish is that!)