Food!

     So husband has been away for about 4 days, and it is not going well. For me, at least. I had a whole plan of starting to be a better human while he was away: go to bed early and wake up at a reasonable hour. Exercise. Eat healthy. Get all pretty looking for him when he comes back. It has been almost 5 days and I have done none of these things.
      Thats not exactly true, as I've been eating a little bit better. Husband is super into fitness and eating right/ethically and all that, and thats totally awesome. But the little 13 year old rebellious girl in me won't stand for it. If he tells me I should be doing something, with the best intentions, even if I know it will benefit me completely, I won't do it because someone else is telling me to do it. I can see the situation completely logically  - you want to lose weight, you want to be healthier, husband is trying to make this easier for you - but my body does the complete opposite. If he's eating a salad, I want a big nasty sandwich. Something with the sodium content that I should be getting in a month in one sitting. I will glare at him, eating my artery-clogging meal, in my mind yelling "thats right, I'm doing it." By the way, my mind only listens to Papa Roach and Limp Bizkit. I kind of hate that guy.
     Anyway, I've been cooking for myself more lately. And anyone who knows me even a little bit knows I CANNOT cook. There are some people who burn everything, but I can actually cook something so that it looks like food. But I can't seem to put flavors together in a way that makes any kind of sense at all. There are some people who can do this and have it come out awesomely - I am not one of them.
     This is continuing from when I was very young, making my dad "soup" which was basically just cold water with every spice my mom had in the kitchen haphazardly thrown in. He would pretend to choke it down as I looked up at him expectantly, which I love him all the more for. Then there was the apple pie my dad and I tried to make, where the only things we had were pie crust and apples. For those of you that don't know, those are not nearly all the ingredients to apple pie. It was a massive burnt, gross failure, so we made crumb cake instead. Which actually ended up being pretty good. Maybe because we actually used a recipe on that one.
     The few things I can cook are pretty good. I can make bangin' vegan italian food, because I grew up eating italian. I know what its supposed to taste like. Anything else is kind of a complete guessing game, one which I consistently lose.
     I'm posting this tonight because I successfully made cornbread, one of the easiest things in the world to make. This was a huge deal to me, as I didn't burn it or make it taste terrible. I'm going to post more consistently about food than anything else, mostly because it is something I love greatly and want to get more well acquainted with making. And there will hopefully be pictures next time. Mmmm, food porn.