Getting "showed up" by my husband

I am not a cook. Well okay, I am not a great cook. I can cook your run of the mill dishes. I can keep my family fed, and do it in a way that they enjoy, but I am NOT a good cook. It takes me two- three tries to get a dish right and even then, I some how manage to burn it or drop it before it can reach the table. So I stick to what I know most of the time. Knowing that we do not have the money for me to "try" new things!

We have pot luck at our church every Sunday. Yes you heard it right, EVERY Sunday. Talk about a little added stress to someone who can't cook that well. It is a good schedule for our church, and it works. But to add to it, the church is full of ladies who CAN cook, and VERY well. And no matter how much I know that I can't cook, I find myself "wanting" to keep up with these wonderful dishes that pour in every Sunday.

Last night I worked hard and made dinner. I had bought chicken, some for us and some to make for Sunday potluck. I made, BBQ chicken, steamed Red potatoes, tossed green salad, and some peas (the kids LOVE peas). I thought it was pretty good. Hannah ate TWO chicken legs all on her own.

So today while I was folding and putting away laundry, my husband came in and asked what he could do to help. (yeah, he's cool that way). I said that I needed to come up with a good way to cook the chicken . He said "you are not gonna do the BBQ?" and I answered "that is kinda boring" (in my mind I finished the thought with "up against the first class cooks at church", but he was not privy to that little add on.)

I am a woman, and must say that I was setting my husband up. Yup, I was setting it up for him to say "honey, your BBQ chicken was awesome last night! You should make it like that, I know I would like it!" Okay ladies....is that too much to ask for????????????? I really did try hard last night to cook the chicken so it tasted really good. I can't blame him, don't want him to fib or anything, but it would have been nice, a little pick me up.

So I continued to fold the clothes and he went into the kitchen. Not 5 min later he comes back into the laundry room and says, "I found a recipe for some sweet and sour chicken that looks good and we have all the stuff for it" !!!!!!! I can't complain. I DID tell him that it would help if he found a good way to cook the chicken! I told him that I would mess it up if I did the recipe, to which he said "no you wouldn't" ....(with a pause ;) He so knows me!

So now I am sitting here, with this scrumptious smell coming from the oven! The chicken is laying in a bed of garlic, pineapple, red onion and the most delicious looking sauce in the WORLD!!!

(Little side note... he just came in the kitchen and found the meat thermometer I "accidentally" melted last night. *sigh*)

So, it DOES help to have the chicken done. BUT tomorrow when all those first class cooks look at it, they will say things like "wow did you make that?" (they know me too ;) and I will have to say, like SOOOOOO many times before "no Dan did!"

I sure love that guy, but does he HAVE to be SOOOOO good ALLLLLLLLLL the time? (lol)