Chicken Bacon Ranch Pasta

I love cooking. Well, actually I love cooking when I want to cook. And I don't always want to cook. My husband doesn't help either, he wants me to be relaxed and have as stress-free a day as I can. All I do is clean and do laundry anymore since I haven't reopened my shop back up yet, just sorting some things out and getting organized before I do. So he tells me to do my cleaning and play Borderlands 2 til he gets home most of the time, I have a pretty easy life so the least I can do for him is cook awesome meals. Growing up I never understood what went into making a meal, all I knew was that it showed up on my plate at dinnertime. As I got older, went to college, and struck out on my own, I could never see myself as the quintessential housewife doing laundry, cleaning the house every day, making a home-cooked meal every day, raising children, all while in a dress, high heels, and pearls. I'm still not the 50s housewife, but I am a housewife and I don't mind it. My business gets me out of the house and keeps me busy during long deployments and general hours of boredom. I like having a clean house, I still hate laundry and always will, but I discovered I love cooking. And I'm quite good at it, amateur-ly speaking of course. When Pinterest came around my kitchen was open to so many new opportunities, whoever thought it up is a genius. I never would have run across 99% of the crafts and recipes I've seen if it hadn't been for Pinterest, and now I'm addicted to it, like many others. It mostly satisfies my desire to try new recipes, keeping my husband well fed is a top priority. "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach" is as true today as it was whenever who those words are credited to said them, my husband didn't marry me for my cooking but he was sure as hell surprised at how good I was at it.