Rainy day, quiet house, sleeping baby

I love it when it's quiet.  It's usually doesn't last long, with three dogs and a baby somethings always making noise.  I'm just sitting here thinking about what I want to do today.  I should work out.  Maybe if I just get dressed in my work out clothes I'll feel more motivated.  I should clean too.  It's such a mess, how does it happen so fast?  I also should find a good recipe to make for Jeff.  You see, we had a conversation the other day about cooking.  I admit, I'm not exactly Betty Crocker.  I've put a pizza in the oven before with the cardboard still on the bottom!  Who does that?!  Anyway.  Jeff comes from a family of some pretty amazing cooks, as do I.  I know he is longing for some delicious home-cooked meals.  So where did this talent get lost on me?  The point is, I'm going to try really hard to be more adventurous in the kitchen.  I own it to my husband and daughter.  Now that I have put it in writing maybe I'll be more determined to do it.