Cooking Dinner

When I was raised, mom did all the cooking.  Unless it was dad grilling up some chicken or burgers.   (I miss your chicken, Dad!)

Today I picked up Mr Z from school, and arrived a few minutes early.  A couple of dads sat at the picnic table, we were all waiting for kids, and I overheard them discussing cooking Thanksgiving dinner. And since I don't have a poker face, I'm sure what I was thinking was written all over my face.

Whoa. Dinner recipes being exchanged?

Now I realize that the world is a different place, and maybe those were single dads.  I was thinking that if they were, they probably did the cooking.  I just never imagined them talking and swapping recipes! 

Ahh, the changes.

Mom had to grocery shop, and I noticed that she always, always, needs audio stimulation. If its not the TV, then she talks. Non stop.  Haha Lucky me!