Cooking fail.

So... I pretty much fail at being a housewife. 

In the first 6 weeks of being married, not only have I made Dee eat overly pink meatloaf and undercooked veggies and many other cooking fiascoes...but I washed our pizza stone with soap. I learned only afterwards that this is a biiiiig NO NO. But we went along with it hoping that a few days of it drying out and all would be good. Welp, we were wrong. We used the stone and our pizza tasted like Dawn. Super gross. So not only did I have to relive the fact that I ruined the stone...but I ruined yet ANOTHER meal. Seriously I don't know how people ever learn how to cook. Plus meal planning is ridiculously hard. We never know when we are going to be home for dinner and if I'll even have time to make something. And I am seriously flustered at how much money stinkin' groceries cost!! Ridiculous. 

Lucky for me, I have a sweet husband who will still eat anything that I put in front of him...well except the dish soap pizza. But he is so patient with my VERY slow cooking progression. Who knew that feeding ourselves would be the hardest part of being married for me. I guess there are worse things.