Failure

I am trying hard to be better at planning/shopping/cooking dinners. That is one area that is really difficult for me, for some reason. So last night, I had planned beef stroganoff. Well, actually I had planned it for Thursday, but as soon as I returned from buying Dill weed and several other obscure ingredients I didn't have on hand, I realized that the recipe I was looking at was for a crock pot. So, yesterday morning I prepared the ingredients as carefully read in the recipe, turned on the pot, changed the setting from "high" to "low" when appropriate and anticipated a delicious meal.
These days, I usually feed the kids first at around 6pm, then eat with Jason later at 7:30 or 8. That way we can eat together - usually after the kids are in bed. I gave the dinner to Gavin and he was not eating it as I expected him to. I didn't even try with Ezekiel because I knew he wouldn't eat it. When Gavin was half done with his meal, I asked him if he liked it and he said "no." Hmmm....Then Jason got home and I told him it might taste funny - since Gavin didn't like it. I hadn't tried it yet. Jason tasted it and made a face that confirmed my fears. Gavin said "I told you it tasted weird, Mom." Shoot. Jason said it tasted like sour cream (which he doesn't like) and turns out - I put double the amount of sour cream that you're supposed to. SHOOT! Ruined. Oh well. I ate noodles with butter and Parmesan cheese and Jason wasn't that hungry, so it didn't ruin the night, but I was pretty disappointed in myself. I'll probably pass on that meal for my family next time...