A Real Dinner

It was my turn to cook tonight, so I took a little extra time to fix a "real dinner": baked pork chops, quinoa and brown rice, a mix of veggies, rustic bread and cinnamon apple sauce. In celebration my mom decided to say grace, which is usually reserved for family get-togethers and Sundays.

"You want to say grace because I fixed a real dinner?" I asked her.

She nodded and started to pray, "Bless us, oh Lord, and these thy gifts..."

I mumbled under my breath so that only my husband, who had remained silent, could hear, "Well that's an incentive to never cook a real dinner again."