I get it already

We decided to try a new recipe for pork chops today. It looked really good but was supposed to be cooked in a skillet. We made it in the slow cooker. I wasn't sure how to adjust the ingredients so we kind of debated and I went with his suggestion to double it. I really didn't think that was right based on other similar recipes we screwed up, but I'm not feeling well today (just wore out I think, or I'm coming down with something).

So, of course, it didn't turn out.

Now I've had every kid come in to tell me how disgusting they are.

I get it. I fucked up the food. Just go eat something else and leave me alone.

Meagan did just come in here to thank me for cooking even though the pork chops were gross (she ate all of hers which is so not her). She said the potatoes and asparagus was good. She ate asparagus!

Whatever. I feel lousy. I don't know what it is. I've been sleepy all day, and when I laid down, I felt dizzy. I'm not eating because as I was cooking I got sick to my stomach. The food didn't smell right to me, but it did to my husband. So I must be sick. Blah. Maybe I'll just have some ramen noodles until I feel better. And I was looking forward to the potatoes--first time I've made them from scratch in a long time.