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If the three words we most want to hear are I Love You, the three most dreaded words to hear have got to be what's for dinner? ... At least for me, cooking is not really my thing - it stresses me out actually and now, I've got my 3 soon-to-be-stepchildren/teenagers to cook dinner for. The first night, we ended up with Spaghetti with sauce from a jar (no meat) and salad. It actually was good. The next night, Ron (their dad) 'cooked' - he cheated though. He bought a complete chicken dinner from Stater Bros. Hey, I can cook like that! Last night was the first time we tried to use the very old oven in our new house, and I cooked meatloaf. Once it came on, the oven worked fine and the meatloaf was pretty good. (In my opinion, meatloaf is tricky cuz there are about a dozen ways to fix it and everyone has their favorite.) Anyway, Ron and I enjoyed a nice quiet meal together, cuz the kids were late coming home from their mom's (another story.) But then, just as we're cleaning off the table - here they all come. And, remember my 'cold water in your face' blog a few months ago - those first 5 minutes when everyone comes together? Yep, that's what it was like ... Aaron didn't want meatloaf (he doesn't like anything)...Sarah had an attitude (whatever!)...Matthew was cute though. He said, I'll have meatloaf. And don't worry about Aaron, he's just having a moment. You'll get used to it. My mom is used to it. It did help...still it's a little unnerving, you know. It all worked out, the meatloaf was finished off as well as the left over chicken from the night before. For our 3rd night, it was OK -and everyone was settled down by bedtime... and we actually got a few things done around the house. (we've all just moved). We'll survive... hopefully we will survive with few, or no, casualties!