Would you like to see a picture of love and sacrifice?
Or, as the Pillsbury Dough Boy says, "Nothing says lovin' like something from the oven."
Why yes, that would be homemade-from-scratch lassagne! And yes, I did make it with my own two hands even though I feel majorly crummy.
Oh, and did I mention the homemade-from-scratch chicken pot pie that I cooked yesterday, even though death was knocking at my door? And when I say from scratch, I mean from scratch. No canned soup, no Bisquick, no processed chicken.
Okay, so maybe I was feeling just a little guilty about the frozen pizza we had for Sunday dinner.