Tonight I managed to scrounge around some frozen, freezer-burned goodies that proved to be a good looking meal. As shown:
Pretty impressive, right?
My sweet husband took one look at the microwave boxes scattered on the kitchen counter, took his plate out of the microwave and said, "Wow, this looks great. You must have slaved all day!"
And that, my friends, is how it's done. He's my most favorite ever.