I made three dinners tonight.  First the kid dinner…chicken nuggets and peas.  Then the Daddy dinner, Philly beef sandwich (He did not request a separate dinner, I just love him too much to subject him to what I was planning to eat). Lastly, the Mommy dinner.  I chopped a hole in my spaghetti squash and stuck it in the microwave.  I may have been rationalizing in my mind the whole time,  what I would allow myself to eat instead if my squash did explode like the website warned that it might do.  No such luck.  Spaghetti squash with diced Italian style stewed tomato and a sprinkle of Italian cheese is no substitution for good old fashion pasta. Sigh.