Remembering the house wife in me

I haven't made an honest-to-goodness, made-with-love, from-scratch, homemade meal in a long time.  Today I am. My homemade tomato sauce is simmering on the stove; it smells wonderful. I am going to attempt an Eggplant Parmesan casserole and pasta.  This is what Sunday dinner is about!

I feel like I found myself in the kitchen again.  I haven't had the patience to be in the kitchen and create flavorful and healthful meals in some time, and it feels good to experiment with flavors and textures.  I missed it and I didn't even realize it. 

The waiting game is the worst. I decided to make a special meal because I am bored and tired of waiting around for labor to begin.  It is getting old and my mental state is deteriorating because of it.  I need to busy myself or I may drive my family insane.