The dangers of wholesome cooking

I am a self-declared take-away addict.
I order such excessive amounts of take-away so much so that restaurants can caller ID me (yes, how sad) and can afford to give me free bottles of wine with each order.

With bevo's exams round the corner, it is the only time of the year where i actually take on (erm attempt, rather) domestic goddess-like behaviour and cook, yes cook, good wholesome homemade food. No take-away and no msg. Everything's fresh (or as fresh as tesco can be) and almost organic.

Alas, the perils of the kitchen. This weekend alone, I have encountered the following disasters:

1. Spilling blueberry juice all over my clean, WHITE t-shirt.
2. Rubbed my eyes with fingers that have been smudged with chilli-padi juice. Oh boy.
3. Asphyxiated from frying the above said chillis without bothering to turn the extractor on.
4. Burnt pop-corn ?!?
   

Thus, although i can turn out pretty tasty homemade wholesome food, take-away still seems like the easier option to me! Without the washing up involved, as obviously, no one cleans up around here but me. (Note to BEVO)

Currently doing: Browsing through Tesco.com and considering acquiring a Water Butt. Somehow 200L seems a little excessive to me. Hmm...