Oh the Joys of Cooking

So yes, I'm well aware of all the jokes on how everyone thought I was going to be a terrible cook and that Evan was going to starve blah blah blah. But just for the record, I have cooked numerous times without anyone getting food poisoning. Am I the perfect cook no, of course not. But I also have a wonderful husband who helps me out and cooks some of the nights as well. So Wednesday and Thursday weren't really the highlights of our kitchen. I decided Wednesday to make a quiche. Kerry was talking about it on Sunday and I forgot how much I loved them. So I call up my mom, she is explaining how to do it and how great of an idea it is. I find a recipe and am trying to get it done before Evan gets home from school. So I get everything in the pie crust and plop it in the oven and am just waiting. Evan gets home and is constantly checking the oven, asking when it will be done. So finally the timer goes off after 45 minutes and we pull it out and the top is completely black. So I thought I would just cut the top off and we could salvage it. We cut it open and the mixture is still raw inside!!! Like it's coming out of the little hole we cut. How gross!! So Evan looks at me with his adorable smile and says Wendys? Well, yesterday we were rushing trying to eat dinner quickly seeing that we had very important plans and Evan was being a sweetheart and getting stuff together since I don't get home until 5:45 from work. I pull up to find our front door open, and I can see Evan through the window messing with something. I walk in and he looks so distraught. He starts explaining to me how IKEA has crappy woks and how ours revolted on him and how the pan got stuck to the food and this giant fire ball went shooting through the air. If you have ever heard a story from Evan you can only imagine how energetic and funny they are. Long story short, it smells like the fire department had been in our house, so I look at him and say eating out? So, all in all we are TRYING to eat in and cook, our kitchen just has a hate relationship with us lately. Also we found a giant spider that both of us didn't want to kill. Evan being the hubby of the century did kill it after he chased me with the guts. But yes we have spiders in our house. Shoot dang.