Why I don't cook

Ok, so anyone who knows me knows that I don't cook. Not that I can't cook. I just don't. There is nothing about the experience that I enjoy. Plus, for one person, I would rather throw a pizza in my pizza oven and be done it 10 minutes with no effort. I mean, even having to open multiple packets and mix ingredients together is more than I am willing to do.

But every once in a while I get a hankering for some good tortellini and sauce. Today was one of those days. So after braving walmart on the first saturday of the month, (a whole 'nother subject for a blog) I got everything I needed and embarked on dinner.

I sauteed the sausage, diced the tomatoes, onions, mushrooms. Watched as it simmered into perfection, boiled the spinach tortellini, cooked the biscuits to go along. It was progressing quite nicely, smelled divine and was spiced to perfection.

I drained the pasta and as I was draining it I noticed that the water level in the sink was not dropping, in fact, it was becoming very clear that my sink was not draining. What the ?. Oh yes, the sink is clogged. So I have a perfect dinner, with many dirty pans and a clogged sink. Talk about a sure dinner killer. So before I could even enjoy my dinner I had to run to the hardware store and get some drain cleaner. Didn't work. So now I get to enjoy dinner all day via the icky pasta water in my sink, until the drain guy can get here.

Frozen pizza-3 bucks, home cooked meal 145.00. Think next time I get a hunger for tortellini I'll go out to eat!