This past week has been a hoot. As I mentioned in the last blog, I bought a new car.
First time ever.
I still want to throw up thinking about it.
Friday Bailey and I took it in to get an inspection sticker, then I spent most of the day hanging out with her, Rebecca, and Lily.
Saturday I got up early and went into work for a few hours. Came home, took the worlds greatest nap, then went to buy groceries. (IN THE CAR WITH AIR CONDITIONING!!!)
I get a call whilst browsing the fruits and vegetables from my cousin Josh...
"Uh yeah, the kid next door just spray painted all over your truck"
I was very calm, like Liam Neeson in "Taken".
"Document everything, I am on my way".
I hate to bother my landlord for anything. In 4 years I have had to call him when my air went out, and when said neighbors dog got under our house (while attached to a chain that was embedded in the ground), and ripped out all the underpinning when trying to get out. I did let him know the time the police were next door when said neighbor 1 stabbed neighbor 2.
Anyway, he told me to call the police and file a report.
You know what I did. I called my Mama.
Scott told me specifically NOT to go approach the neighbor. I said "What if that would have been my new car?"
I know he's a 3 year old kid, but this is the fourth time he has torn up something of mine. RIP Flamingos.
Anyway, Scott went over there and talked for a while. Neighbor dad got the paint off of his truck. No police were called.
Josh captured the little brat in the act.
I have been needing cookware for, well ever. I have never really owned a matching set of anything. I own one pot (no lid), an electric skillet, one cookie sheet, and a lime green mixing bowl. I have plastic cups and a few coffee cups. My mother actually bought me a set of plates, bowls, and little baby plates for Christmas a few years ago.
I was online looking at cookware, and as you know most of the sets are in the mid $100 range. I found a small set with just one pot, one skillet, a colander, and a lid. It was stainless steel. The price was like, $35 or something. I thought "there has to be a catch".
I read everything 3 times, I got Scott to read it to make sure I didn't miss anything. Even after I ordered it, I read it again.
It said "clearance", so I am getting the best deal in the world.
Did I mention that Scott and I read the description of these things multiple times?
I definitely poke fun at myself.
BUT! Someone did feel sorry for me.
Lobster and veggie "salad"
The following recipe should go down in the Hall of Shame collection.
Madhvi, from work, is always making me these delicious Indian recipes. Most she said she just throws together.
Last week she made me this thing, and I tried to duplicate it. I took a picture of it, and attempted to be a culinary master.
It had chickpeas, lentils, an apple, a cucumber, an avocado, cilantro, salt and pepper, and a swish of olive oil.
Now it tasted alright, it just looked like Rachel Ray's garbage bowl.
Today Madhvi made it for me again, she just swapped a couple of ingredients.
What is supposed to look like:
I have been on a huge salad kick lately. Not healthy salad, mind you, but better than a Baconator, right?
My new BFF salad is spinach, arugula, shredded cheddar, goat cheese, popcorn chicken, and Olive Garden dressing.
I would like to share my 3 current celeb addictions:
The Pioneer Woman
I have spent hours on her site. I can't get enough of this family.
Watching her show with Scott's commentary is one of the best things about a Saturday off.
You know, the funny, beautiful Travel Channel guy?
I'm gonna need Amazon to put all of his shows on DVD, kthanks.
It is finally happening, y'all. Bailey is getting ready to graduate.
I can't even.
She had her recital today.
Her cheering squad was there...
And the best part of the day?!? It's Rebecca's birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!
I enjoy sports, binge watching TV, food, reading, and slightly bearded men.
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