Some part of my life are supremely predictable. Like the evening meal. It's a regular occurrence in our household. Have you ever thought about how many meals you've prepared? So what's it like for you? For me, I race in from work, wrap an apron around me, and get cooking. Luckily I don't mind it, not like ironing, for example, which doesn't happen as regularly. Still, I think we'd rather eat than wear neatly pressed clothing.