Can we say -- Space Cadet?

Maybe some of you have days like this from time to time. Maybe not. Lately, I've been feeling as if I have 2 or 3 a week! But since this one is fresh on my mind, I thought I would share.

On Wednesday, I woke a little late, not much, and realized that I had not set out dinner ingredients the night before. Not to worry, I thought, I'll just set out the meat this morning, and it will be thawed by dinnertime. As you can see from my menu plan, we were supposed to have one-pot spaghetti for dinner. Unfortunately, my husband was home from work for the 2nd day with highly-contagious pink eye! Since he was still quite ill, I did not want to feed his sickness by feeding him grains (in the noodles as well as the bread), so I thought I'd do a slight-of-hand and have spaghetti squash with meat sauce. Similar taste without the grain. Score one for Dovey!

So, I set out the meat, but have this nagging suspicion that I had not purchased spaghetti sauce for that meal. Check the pantry. Suspicions confirmed -- no spaghetti sauce. Not to be discouraged, I checked over my menu plan again. Aha! We hadn't had rice and beans the night before, so I decided to fix it for tonight. Simple, right? (I realize that the grain issue applied, but I wasn't able to think very clearly, so rice and beans it was!).

Since I didn't soak the beans overnight, which is the easiest thing to do, I put a large pot on to boil. It would come to a boil, I would remove it from the heat and let it sit for an hour. Then I could add the ingredients. Still, a very simple dinner.

I was on the phone with my mom and when I got off, I went upstairs to discuss some things with my husband (who was home from work). I had a lot on my mind to discuss with him. As we were intensely discussing several issues, I began to cry. So, I went into the bathroom to have a pity party. The next things I hear is pounding up the steps, banging on the door, and yelling, "The beans! The beans!"

I ran downstairs to discover that all the water had boiled out and about half of the beans were firmly attached to the bottom of my Dutch oven!

This did not help my frame of mind!

Back to my menu plan. I have never made lentil curry, but have wanted to for quite some time. That's what I'll do, and I'll serve it over rice.

Fast forward to dinner prep.... Everything's going well. Ryan's keeping the kids entertained, so that I can get this done quickly so that we can get out the door to prayer meeting. I added all the seasonings and went to write down that we would need more curry from the store. As I put the lids back on the spices, I smelled them to see which jar they belonged to. Hmmmm, neither one smells like curry. I look at the jars. Horror of horrors! I put 1 tablespoon of cumin, not curry, into the lentils. Agh!!!!!!!!!!!! The curry was behind the cumin, and, since I was in a hurry, I grabbed the cumin.

Thankfully, my husband liked it (amazing, huh?), James picked out the apples and ate it, Evelyn refused to eat anything, and I survived it. Jefferson still gets custom-meals. Lucky Jefferson!

Do you all have days/weeks like this? Please tell me I'm not the only one!

P.S. For my family, unfortunately, NO, I'm not pregnant. Yes, I'm positive. Wish it were so, but, no.