Seldom do I feel the need to defend myself from John's scurilous attacks, but to this I must. I did not insist on making corned beef and cabbage on Sunday. Indeed, I had intended on making a roast, as that is what we generally ate on Sundays when I was growing up. (Not pot roast, although John's mom has decided that this is my favorite meal -- don't get me wrong pot roast is ok, but does not rank as an all time favorite of mine.) However, time got away from me on Saturday and it was too late to make corned beef that day thus the meals were reversed with corned beef being Sunday. Mind you, John had no trouble eating the corned beef or the roast for that matter. Today due to my menu failure, John has taken matters into his own hands and has made macaroni, of course he expected me to step up and do the macaroni part but I felt that he should make the whole meal as generally that is what I do. For instance I did not ask him to boil the potatoes and cabbage...