So I have this recipe book, "101 Things to Do with Ramen Noodles".
I have made two recipes, and both times I kind of went "meh".
Both times however, it was my fault.
The first attempt I forgot to add the cheese, which kinda makes an omelet an omelet.
The second recipe I decided to make it on whim, and while I had all of the ingredients, the chicken was so freezer burned it should have been thrown out, but oh no I was determined to make it right then and there. I also did not cut it up into small enough pieces, and as much as I seasoned the chicken, it just wasn't enough.
Ham and Cheese Noodle Omelet
What you need:
2 packs of Ramen Noodles, any flavor you want. I like beef.
2 tbl of butter
1 cup of chopped ham
1/2 cup of chopped onion
It called for 1/2 cup of chopped bell pepper, but I use the dried kind
1 cup of grated Swiss, but I HATE Swiss, so I intended to use Finely Shredded Sharp Cheddar
Cook the noodles with the seasoning packets, then drain.
Melt the butter in a skillet over medium heat.
The recipe then called to add the eggs, then the remaining ingredients. The problem here for me is, the eggs only cook a few minutes, and that was not nearly enough time for the onions to cook down. I don't like crunchy onions. The next time I make it I will cook the onions for several minutes first.
After the eggs have cooked to the scrambled consistency you want, add the remaining ingredients until everything has warmed through, and then slowly add in the noodles and mix it all together.
Also, big thing, when you go to shake in the bell peppers, if you're lazy like me and go this route, do NOT accidentally shake in dried cilantro by mistake.
While I heart cilantro, it did not belong here.
Don't forget the cheese. I totally forgot the cheese.
Creamy Chicken and Broccoli
Again, don't use old icy chicken. This was even worse the second day.
Take 3 boneless, skinless chicken breasts and cut into small pieces. Diced would be lovely.
I cooked it for maybe 15 minutes on low on the grill to try and thaw it out so I could cut it into pieces.
Once I finally got it sliceable, I seasoned it.
Melt some butter, and brown the chicken.
I took a microwavable bag of veggies and cooked them according to the package.
Meanwhile, cook the amount of Ramen you want and save half of a packet of seasoning.
Chicken Ramen would be ideal here, but all I have is beef.
To the chicken, add a family-sized can of Cream of Mushroom, the nuked veggies, and the half pack of Ramen seasoning. I also added more of my own seasonings.
After everything is coated and all bubbly, I stirred it on medium heat until it was thickened.
I couldn't decide whether to mix the noodles in, or serve the chicken mixture. Next time, I will mix it together.
I realize that this should be under the "recipe" tab, but I have already written it, and if you ever use Weebly, you know that there is no mere copy and pasting, so I don't want to have to redo the 38 sections that this is in.
No matter what all happens on this trip, I knew when I ate lunch right outside of Baton Rouge that it couldn't get better. I love Arby's with all of my being. I got a sandwich, cheese sticks, and what did they have?!!?!?!? Diet Mtn Dew on tap.
Er. Mehr. Gerd.
I had 3 glasses......
I didn't warn him of the Atchafalaya Basin bridge.
All 18 miles of it.
These ^^^^last two aren't mine. Obvi.
I didn't warn him of Lake Pontchartrain either.
He handled it well. The exact words were "What the seven realms of hell is this?"
After Googling, I discovered that Lake Pontchartrain is the second largest salt water lake in the U.S. and the Causeway is The World's Longest Bridge Over Water.
We we on the Bonnet Carré Spillway bridge. One day I will get the nerve to cross the Causeway.
With minimal yelling, we made it to the hotel.
The rest of the night was snacks, Harry Potter, Tusk, and people watching in the parking lot.
Do not, I repeat NOT, watch Tusk.
What IMDB doesn't tell you in the movie description is, Justin Long gets kidnapped by an old crazy man that wants to turn him into a walrus. He cuts off his legs, implants tusks on his face, and makes him wear a suit of human skin to look and act like a walrus.
I will spare you the pictures.
Loved, loved the Audubon Zoo!! <<<blog
My plan was after the Zoo, go back to the hotel, put on shoes that didn't feel like death, re-ponytail my hair, and go explore the Garden District and then head to the French Quarter.
You know what I did?
I slept for almost 3 hours.
When I woke up from possibly the greatest nap ever, it was raining, but I was still determined to go out like a normal person and explore all that is New Orleans.
Fifteen minutes after walking, the skies opened and I was trapped in the rain.
A man after my own heart.
Walking through the Garden District carrying a case of Dt. Dew
My dinner date at Superior Grill MAY or may not have spilled salsa all over their shirt...
The rest of the night I took advantage of the WiFi and watched, well, pretty much everything.
I had a major brain fart the two nights I slept there. I would wake up sweating with my heart racing because I was so hot. I would also wake up with my muscles aching because it was so cold.
It finally dawned on me at 6am the morning I left that if I would have covered up with the sheet, and not the 22lb duvet, I wouldn't have been hot, therefore causing me to kick it off, thus left to freeze.
I don't brain sometimes.
So I wake up on the last day determined I am going to the French Quarter. Who goes to The Big Easy and doesn't visit Jackson Square?
I would also like to note that while I packed my entire bathroom.....
...I under packed clothes. I was a shirt short and had to wear the long sleeve shirt I wore on the way down. I did technically have an extra shirt, but 27 seconds after I put it on and took one bite of my Greek salad, the oil went everywhere.
So I had to iron my own shirt (My mom wasn't there....), check out of the hotel, and head towards the French Quarter.
There was cursing. Now I am not saying that Scott was trying to kill us...but yeah.
Once we reached our destination somewhat, I discovered that pretty much everywhere was under construction. Roads were shut down, Bourbon Street was a no-go, and there was a blanket of dust hanging over everything. One street was completely dug up and the sidewalks were closed.
Next time I will do research first.
We found a place to park, paid the 2-hour fee and I set off. To where, I had no clue. I didn't know where we were, and I had no idea where I was going.
The long sleeve shirt with a tank top underneath was a horrible situation.
I wandered until I saw the heavens....
Honestly this is the only reason that I wanted to go back. I went inside.
I felt like they knew I wasn't Catholic and just a mere sightseer. I am going back, and I will explore this more.
I walked around Jackson Square Park..
I gazed upon the Mississippi.
I spent the majority of out allotted time in the souvenir shops. Cafe Du Monde was beyond packed so getting a beignet was out of the question, and we really didn't have time to sit down and eat lunch anywhere.
Back to the car.
One may assume that finding I-10 would be a piece of cake.
My view for at least 45 minutes.
And finally......sweet baby.
The rest is history.
It wasn't the most glamorous trip in some people's eyes, but for me, the introvert, I had a good time. I am still limping pretty bad from sore calf muscles.
We didn't fight too much and even though my Hotel Cloud-9 bedding slept like a rain cloud, I am glad I went, and I am already planning another trip to do all the things that we said we were going to do on this trip.
Not to mention, he found out that there are 3 Krystal's in the area that we stayed.
I could have made this post a lot shorter by posting these two pics.
His bed.......my bed.
Things that I learned today:
I like animals more than people.
Otters are adorable.
The White Tiger is the most beautiful animal I have ever seen.
Do not drink the water at the Audubon Zoo, 1 out of 3 women are pregnant.
I close with a love story.
Scott and Weezie.
She took to him, and hated me.
And like this bird, I am going to get my own food.
So I finally get two glorious days off during the week. It's rare, and I totally dig it.
I decided to get all the clothes washed, dried, and hung up.
This is not the norm, I live out of a hamper.
I had just gathered all of the dirty clothes, sorted them on the floor, put a load of towels in the dryer, and put my love seat cover in the washer.
And then it happened.
A loud pop.
Then a whir.
This was my face.
I then see that it is probably a belt, hence the popping noise, and it still had power.
But I have no idea what to do until Mr Kinda Fix It gets off work, so until then I went all native.
I immediately text Rebecca, "PLEASE tell me that your dryer is working!", and then I remembered she is having to use a clothes line because hers is broken as well.
I go into mini panic mode, because what if it can't be fixed! I have no problem hanging clothes on a line, BUT, that means I will have to break out the iron and ironing board. I don't even know where they are!!!!
I will have to quit my job because I can't go in with wrinkled clothes!
Oh heeeeeey I can take them to my mother!!!!!
And then I calmed.
Scott got home, checked it out, pulled pieces of a broken belt out, and then we ordered one.
It will be here Saturday.
And since we are being highfalutin', I ordered a switch for the dryer as well so it will stop tumbling when you open the door.
I spoil myself.
I still have 3 days to go though.
My panties are currently drying atop the stove.
My polka dotted booty shorts are hanging on the fruit basket.
There may or may not be boxer shorts hanging on a lamp.
On Friday evening I get home from work, put on my comfy pants, snuggle deep down to take the worlds greatest nap, and someone knocks on my door. I don't even have to open it to know it's my Uncle Junior.
He had a tub full of jeans.
"Can you wash these for me? It's just jeans, I washed out my shirts in my sink".
I said sure, not even wanting to explain to him I didn't have a working dryer, that conversation would have taken hours.
I wash them and then drove to the hotel and used the Guest dryer to dry them.
I don't even want to think about what his shirts smell like.
So Saturday I wake up and look at all the clothes I still have hung up all over the house.
I am about 5 minutes from going to the Dollar sto' and getting a clothes line.
Of course I am stalking the Fed Ex people....
I bet I hit refresh 25 times between 3 and 6pm before I finally gave up on the fact that I was not going to receive my package on Saturday.
I already had my complaint letter written in my head.
At 7:20am on Sunday morning, Shon texts me that it arrived. I didn't even know they delivered on Sunday.
It was clearly trapped behind something, the box looked like it survived WW2.
But it was here. :) :)
Scott picked it up, did his thing, and now I have a working dryer.
It just makes a horrible noise now.
But that's OKAY because I can close the doors!!!
And then they fell off.
As in hit the floor, along with me with it.
No worries. Mr. Kinda Fix It is on it.
So there you go. I survived no-dryer-2015.
Longest 4 days ever.
It is broken again. 2 days later.
Back to square one.
Lily turns 2 this week!!
It doesn't seem that long ago I received this text....
And then we found out Lily would be here very shortly....
And then she was out!
Little Baby Voldemort.
And then I got to hold her.
Then she came home, stole our hearts, and turned one.
She kept us under her thumb for another year.....
And now it is time to get ready for party #2!
She loves "Frozen", so that was her theme.
Rebecca attempted to cut out a million snowflakes...
And a backdrop had to be made...
And more "Frozen" decor...
My face when I realized it said "Sven's Snacks" because there were carrots:
And so it began.....
She crawled under the table.....
She would open a present, and immediately take it to someone so they could see....
She had to put the paper in the trash can.....
It was a long party, LOL.
I was so ready for the singing of "Happy Birthday".
Anytime you try to sing to her, she shakes her head and goes "unh uh".
One day I will take a video not-sideways.
Today is not that day.
So my camera is ready, I am prepared for everyone to start singing and her go "UNH UH!!!!".......drumroll.........
She liked it.
We stuffed our faces. She drank out of other people's glasses. It was awesome.
After everything got loaded up and taken home, it was time to put her swing set together.
She was impatient.
She also got a "Frozen" car, that she would either press the gas pedal or operate the steering wheel.
Never at the same time.
The slide was her favorite part. She refuses to slide down on her butt. She will climb, then turn over and go belly down.
She now has a pattern:
She must teeter totter 3 times. Go to swing 1. Lay on her belly. Go to swing 2. Hold the ropes wrong, and almost fall out. Climb the slide, slide down on her belly.
Enjoy more party pics, and our opportunity to never pass up a moment for a group pic.
NSU lost by 30+ points.
Rebecca made sushi :)
There was a lot of consumption.
Happy Birthday to Tawania!!!!
Sunday I moaned and groaned about how tired I was. I got home, watched football, and laid around for the rest of the day.
Lily may have been a little jealous when Grammy was holding another baby.
Monday I mostly complained about how tired I was and how bad my body hurt.
You wish you lived with me.
Tuesday was pretty much the same at first. Me, complaining about how tired I am, and I have the utmost respect for the front desk clerks not complaining every minute, and how in the world did I do this every day for all those years?
I said as soon as I get home, I am putting on pajamas, getting on the couch, cranking the ac as cold as it would go and catch up on all of my shows.
I came in, went to the bedroom, tossed my keys, and go to change clothes. I noticed it was very quiet in the house. Then it hit me. The power was out.
I get dressed to go to my mothers, because her power is never out, but I couldn't find my keys because who knows where I tossed them, and the bedroom is always pitch black even on the sunniest of days. My phone has 14%.
I find the keys, load up, head to my mama.
Yeah.....her power was out too. Apparently 5 towns were out, and no one knew when it was coming back on.
We hung out in the car. We searched for cats. I pulled her in the wagon. We ate dinner out of Styrofoam containers.
Eventually my phone died so I drove to the hotel to charge it so I could set an alarm to get up for work.
And yes, I complained more.
Bailey had what looked to be a seance....
And I took selfies....
It came back on right after 11pm. I have never been so grateful for my fan to kick on.
Wednesday I had nothing to complain about, and many people told me how tired I looked.
This part of the blog is where I really dropped the ball. ^^^^^^That post was 8 days ago. I don't think I have even signed in since then.
Not much has happened, I worked, a lot, and had a nice paycheck.
Scott is possibly starting a new job soon.
I am a little nervous.
Lily's birthday party is tomorrow, so I will be helping with that later.
The DVR box went out, so another one was will be sent soon. I have missed all of my shows premiere's, and I am going to lose all of the stuff i have recorded. Seasons of shows......gone. #firstworldproblems
And the worst news. For 8 years I have been on a site called Pogo. You play different games, chat with players, etc. Rebecca and I have spent many a late night playing gin with each other. Beginning in late September until early November there is a game called Spooky Slots. And I realize typing this, this is a stupid thing. But when Spooky Slots would start, it was the beginning of the best time of the year for me. For a whole 6 weeks, I shut up about being hot, being cold, this time of the year is the greatest, (minus this one year, I Saw No Great Pumpkin), I go on my vacation, and always, always play Spooky Slots. I started stalking the site 2 weeks ago. and yesterday being the 1st, I logged and was ready to go squeeeeeeeeeee. I didn't see it. I panic. I go to the editorial page. And there is was.
And then people lost their minds.
I called Rebecca and said "I have a problem, and it's so serious, that I am using the telephone!"
Preach it girl.
There were over 1,000 of these.
Again, I know it's a stupid thing, but it was a happy part of my Fall.
And yeah, I won't be renewing either. I can spend that $40 a year on more Cheese Puffs.
So that's it. As disappointing as this blog is, it's taunting me sitting there, so I am just going to post it and start a new one.
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