I mostly kept to myself today because MauMau didn't let me sleep more than half-hours at a time last night. After a breakfast of the grandparents fawning over my cat and me glaring at him, I decided to go to Walmart. Grandpa needed light bulbs, I wanted to read Eat Pray Love before it came out, and get a pillow top cover for my mattress which is becoming too hard to sleep on weeks in a row. There is also the matter of the sweets we bought on Saturday: the two types of cookies, the doughnuts, the KitKats, the ice cream AND the sorbet are all gone. Someone had to in intervene or we wouldn't make it through the day.
Since I was going to the grocery store anyway and I'm making dinner so much anyway, I also decided to make real recipes. This desire was spawned when I wanted french toast, but didn't really know how to make it (does the egg go at the bottom of the pan, I feel like my dad adds some other ingredient, etc.). I've been working in restaurants for so many years, I don't really know how to cook. I mean, I know how to follow a recipe and make an awesome cake (remember the eclair cake I made for Christmas last year?) but, despite Grandpa's love of Hamburger Helper, mostly I'm sad in the kitchen.
So, I made lasagna tonight, which was a huge hit except I forgot how little we eat here and made to much. I ended up having to foil up 2/3 of the pan only to find out they saved most of their stomach's for the new set of cookies. Oh, well.
There was also a nice little text conversation with Ross today where I told him my very real worry that working on cadavers will at best make him jaded about life, and worse turn him into a murderer (I've been watching a lot of History Channel). "Your views on life make my day," was his reply.
To sum up--
Daily sanity level of house: 9 (out of 10) Everyone took their medicine without question. Everyone was very kind...? Suspect.
Erika's daily activity away from house: Going to Walmart (Jesus, is that sad?)
Daily lesson: You soak the toast in the eggs and VANILLA, BEFORE cooking.
Girl, you are learning valuable lessons in Florida, the least not being how to make French toast!! That is a delicacy one needs to know how to make - YUM!! Plus, I have a feeling a job will come along soon and get you out more!!! Maybe there is a MN group you can join (I know there is an Iowa one here in the cities!!) Otherwise, my other suggestion would be to look into community ed. classes - I assume they have them there?! Just know that taking a risk and moving is a good thing - adventure is in your blood!! Hugs, Princess!!!
ReplyDeleteYou have no idea how many times I used Walmart as a get-away while I was there.
ReplyDeleteOn the plus side, it gives me that much more opportunity to get a photo of someone to submit to www.peopleofwalmart.com
Has Carol gotten any of those peanut butter/chocolate bon bons from Walmart? Wrapped in gold foil, Walmart brand? She'll eat the whole bag in one day...
ReplyDeleteQueen Jackie: I've been looking into community classes, but the ones in the paper are more like Vets and bridge club. Adult ballroom lessons? Yea, I need a job.
ReplyDeleteBill: I love that site. I haven't seen anything good enough to post, but I have run into a guy multiple times who carries his iPhone blaring (as much as they can) screaming metal. I was appalled at his self-involvment, but also secretly jealous that I don't have my own soundtrack to my life.
Ginny: No, but we buy these glazed doughnuts that she holds in her hands the entire way through and out of the door, even in her lap in the car. I wait about 5 minuted after unloading everything at home before she asks if she can have one. I've never seen anyone so delicate with a pastry before.