The Half-Assed Betty Crocker

I attempted to make bruschetta last night.  I think that's how you spell it.  Never talk on the phone while something is in the oven on BROIL. It's the first time I used that feature on my oven.  You have NO IDEA how angry I was when I pulled This out of oven:

After lots of bitching and scraping, it somehow turned into this:

I don't really feel like I'm cut out to be the homemaker/cooking type.  But I do try.  I know I'm hard on myself.  I just need to pay closer attention.  I could use some medication, if it wasn't for those pesky side effects.  I also made a homemade pizza.  Well, I must give credit where credit is due.  The mother-in-law made the shell.  And that's Turkey pepperoni by the way:

Have a good Wednesday ya'll.  Perhaps consider sitting on the purple porch tonight.  I know I'd like to.