06/05/2026
This weekend’s entire personality is apparently meal planning, grocery math, handwritten recipe cards, and me trying to pretend I have my life together because I wrote it down in a notebook. 😂
Which honestly… close enough.
This week’s Wylie Kitchen plan is locked in:
Friday: defend for yourself night because errands are a full-body sport
Saturday: loaded taco dip
Sunday: Tuscana pasta with sausage, spinach & cream cheese
Monday: chicken sausage gumbo rice
Tuesday: swamp potatoes — green beans, kielbasa & potatoes because THAT is the swamp we respect
Wednesday: Texas Roadhouse Roadkill
Thursday: wilted lettuce + twice baked potatoes
Friday: frozen pizza because I am not above a freezer door solution
And burgers are the backup plan because sometimes the plan needs a plan.
I started with a handwritten shopping list, because yes, I still write it down like someone’s grandma with anxiety and a pen. Then I used ChatGPT to help me sort it into what makes sense for Walmart, Aldi, Publix, or Winn-Dixie because I am not trying to do a four-store scavenger hunt unless there is a very specific reason and maybe a snack involved.
Walmart+ gets the heavy stuff:
Cokes, waters, trash bags, rubbing alcohol, dog bones, rotisserie chicken, and whatever else I don’t feel like hauling like I’m training for a Publix Strongman competition.
Aldi gets the fun run:
produce, snacks, chips, dairy, random finds, and the aisle of shame because I am a passenger princess when allowed.
Second only to Nami, obviously.
This week I also had ChatGPT help me turn the meal plan into a more realistic handwritten calendar, not that perfect Pinterest meal planner nonsense that looks like someone had six hours, three gel pens, and no bills.
I wanted it to look like me:
lined notebook paper, messy but readable, little hearts, real meals, real shopping, real life.
Then we made the Texas Roadhouse Roadkill recipe into a handwritten recipe card with my signature, which is exactly the kind of thing I love — cooking, organizing, testing ideas, making it feel personal, and turning it into something I’d actually use again.
That’s really the whole point of how I use AI.
Not to replace the kitchen.
Not to pretend I’m Martha Stewart with better lighting.
Not to make fake perfect content.
I use it to organize the chaos:
meal plans, shopping lists, recipe cards, substitutions, store decisions, flavor tweaks, leftover ideas, and all the little “okay but what do I actually do with this?” moments.
Because the cooking part?
That’s still mine.
The chopping, tasting, adjusting, burning my finger, yelling “where is the lid,” deciding it needs more garlic, making something out of what we already have — that’s the good part.
That’s my zen.
Real food.
Real life.
A tiny kitchen.
A handwritten list.
A dog with higher household ranking than most humans.
And a meal plan that may or may not survive contact with the week. 😂
That’s The Wylie Kitchen.
