No Lights, No Camera, Action?

Hey there, married guy here. Statistically speaking, I'm not part of the most successful group of Americans. Seems like people are dropping out everyday. That's ok by me though, I'm signed up for life. Look, I get the ball and chain jokes, but before I met my current wife I was staring at the below or a peanut butter and jelly sandwich at least four days a week.

Don't get me wrong, I didn't marry my wife for food and it's not like she is waiting on me hand and foot. No, the shrewd woman that she is, she's negotiated a deal. In exchange for delicious eating, I'm in charge of cleaning up. This way she gets to cook like she's on the Food Network and I get to, well, eat and then head to the kitchen to pay for my meal by doing the dishes. If only I had some cooking skills. Maybe then I could offer to cook a side in exchange for some help with the silverware.

One thing I have noticed, however, is this marriage thing isn't really documented from a guy's point of view. Let's see if I just can't change that...