Friday, December 2, 2011

Vivid dreams that make you say Huh?

Well I haven't cooked for the past two nights. I had to attend parent-teacher conferences on Wednesday and it took longer then expected so I did the normal routine: Call for dinner. Gotta love the ease of pizza. Then last night the man cooked as it required the grill. I am way to inexperienced to perform any attempt of cooking on the grill.

But other then that, the man and I bought our first Live Christmas tree. Two years ago I bought a fake one. This year I opted for a real one as I have a hardwood floor and no vaccuming needles, no burning tree smell, just the ease of sweeping up the mess.

I can't wait till we can officially start decorating the tree too. The man and I argued over lights while buying them. He thinks coloured are the way to go, I like white as it appears elegant. I gave in and let him have the coloured lights and told him this year, I am naming it Ugly Tree. We even have mismatched bulbs. Knowing my luck it will turn out to be the cutest tree ever. Guess we will find out later when it's actually done.

I guess I really had Christmas on my mind because I had the most vivid oddest dream possible. I dreamt that I woke up and the man went out in my sleep and bought items to decorate the house for me. Because, well I don't have any Christmas decorations; but him being a male and such he opted to save money and bought a bunch of mylar and latex balloons. The one that stood out said "Happy 50th Birthday!", and as I walked around gawking at the weirdness, I found Two, Not one, Two - Charlie Brown style trees sitting side by side with a single bulb on each. Thank goodness, he actually woke me from this very tragic dream.

I'm going to get moving with my day as today is busy and after the child gets out of school, we get to go to see the Muppets. Hell Ya!

Tuesday, November 29, 2011

No panko, not enough pasta, wtf!

Well, tonight I had a rough go at starting dinner. I had thawed out 2 big chicken breasts. I was thinking all day, what could be made with them. I started thinking; This is pretty cool. Being in charge of cooking, I get to control the menu! I got a hankering for fried chicken and mac and cheese. Of course with trying to lose a few pounds for the wedding, I (with the help of a friend on facebook who reminded me) hunted on this lovely site called Skinnytaste.com. I have used a few of the recipes and they are easy and yummy.

I was psyched to find baked chicken nuggets! I got the recipe all ready. Continue searching and wooo'ed at the computer for finding a diet version of baked mac and cheese. Yup, totally thinking I can sneak this one. Both are simple and if I get them prepped before the man comes home, he will never know!

I start chopping the chicken and I get my daughter to help. She is witnessing my "ew ew ew ew ew" sound effects from touching raw meat. She tells me to stop it's just meat. I stop what I'm doing to have her help me with the bread crumbs and panko. I open the cabinets, seeking, searching, looking, not finding....

Shit! Serious?! There is no panko to be found! What the hell am I to do! That killed that idea, then as I search I find out I don't have nearly enough pasta to make baked mac. This is soooo not cool and I cannot fathom what to make with half chopped chicken and lack of items.

Then I remember! I have this!
Yes, I in all my shopping glory at Roche Brothers a few weeks back found this amazing packet in the ethnic aisle. I only bought it cause it says easy on it. I swear it called my name and told me how I can make this. Almost like that movie god talking "If you make it, they will come." Only it was, "If you make it, it might taste good." I figured it was a 50/50 shot of success in my hands. Hell for a dollar, I'll buy it. If anything I can convince the man to cook it.

I follow the 5 step directions. Step 1 is very easy. Flour, ziplock bag, and coat the chicken. I am loving how these steps are broken down so that my 3 year old neice could understand and complete. This is my level of cooking! I dump the flour covered chicken goop into the hot oil and start thinking of the mall knock off Japanese food place and how the gridle has the nasty mush that magically transforms into chicken. Yup, I had that totally going on in my fry pan. I start thinking how this isn't looking good.

By the time I got to Step 5, my fry pan had a mystical moment and transformed into something that actually resembled food.

Okay, kind of resembled food. The sauce took a few minutes to thicken up, but the chicken no longer looks like the mush I started with. At this moment the man walks in the door and smiles that I am cooking, and it smells like food, and the kitchen is still in one piece. I then put the meal on the plate. I call this "Success on a Plate". Seems appropriate, no?


All in all, it actually tasted darn good. A little spicy, but I love spice. The man ate 3 helpings. I am amazed with myself and I made a dinner, All by myself! And it tasted good! Yeah, I am totally doing a happy dance.

1st post and not sure what to say....

So this is my little personal area that I'm writing up all my random thoughts, adventures at job searching, and attempting to be a Susie Homemaker. The Susie aspect is actually more humorous. Let's start on with that, shall we?

Well my soon to be mother in law provided me with a used antique like mixer thing. You know, the one you have a giant bowl and it actually makes things for you and you can walk away from it....kinda. So in my extreme excitement of being able to try this mixer, I hunted down recipes to make from scratch. I figured, well Max on 2 Broke Girls uses it to make cupcakes, I'll start there. So I did.

Step one:  Making Cupcakes.
I found this lovely cake recipe and it seemed easy enough. I made sure to follow the directions and some of the tried by others notes. Okay, so majority says -Mix longer to make cake less dense. Cool beans, I can handle that. I make it and it looks lovely! Wooo, Score point for me. Success on making home made cupcakes.

Step two: Making frosting.
I hunted and hunted till I found an easy recipe for this. Simple enough, calls for confectioner's sugar (got it), butter (got that), vanillia (yuppers), and milk (course I got milk). I then plop the butter into the mixer and cream that and follow the Very SIMPLE directions. In the process of mixing and using the mixer on Frosting Level. Hello, I'm making frosting. One would think to use the frosting level of the mixer...Right? Right? Yeah, not so brilliant, or maybe I needed another bowl. Because, don't you know, I had creamed sugar butter flying out of the bowl at high velocity speeds. I was covered, there was some on the walls, oh crap it even got on the Keurig. Now I've made a wicked mess. I clean it up and try again with a different speed. Yup same results, I ended up wearing most of it.

Now keep in mind, I'm not a kitchen person. I hate cooking with a passion, but I'm so bored I'm trying it to basically entertain myself. And as my daughter witnessed as she was doing her homework at the kitchen table, my swearing and jumping and trying to stop projectiles of creamed sugar butter from flying. End result was, I screwed it up and didn't call for help cause I'm too damned stubborn and if someone else comes into the kitchen, I won't do anything. So the frosting was an epic fail and looked more like curdled milk then frosting.

So I have unfrosted cupcakes, a few with remnants of Betty Crocker's brand left in my pantry, and a newer appreciation of high speed mixing and butter.