Day 2... What the F>>>>

Ok, so yesterday I dropped the No TV bomb on the family. My youngest daughter was hyperventilating after I told her and by the end of the night she needed resuscitation. She aroused herself momentarily to tell me what a horrible mother I was and that this was only another one of my schemes. What can I say, she is 14 and has been on tv overload for too long. So she has every right to be upset.

My husband is another matter. He was not upset at all. He just informed me that he would go somewhere and watch the games when they came on. Cool with me.
I have a feeling this is going to be hardest on me. Is there a group like TV watchers anonymous or a schick institute or something I could join to stop the TV habit. I don't know what will happen when project runway comes on or heroes or Top Chef. Fortunately, I only stopped the Dish service I did not send the boxes back. We'll see how this works out.. but I am determined to quit.
Now for dinner. OMG. Did this damn dish require every F__N dish I own. You should see my kitchen what a mess. I had to start by making a red sauce which is a preparation in itself and requires 2 hours to simmer.. I should have known that this was going to be bad when I read that first instruction and I should have stopped there and made tacos or some crap like that. (Note to self.. if cooking from that damn cookbook by JC do not wait until 5pm to start dinner.) After the chopping and frying and baking of eggplants and then again with the onions, mushrooms and lamb.. and after I got almost to the end I see an ingredient called brown sauce and the instructions say that you will find the brown sauce on page 65 so I go look at the recipie for the brown sauce.. it requires several ingredients I do not own plus another two hours of cooking...but this time it is 8 pm. Fu__ the Brown sauce... I will use the red sauce instead..who the fu__ is going to know the difference anyway. I am sorry about all of the F bombs.. but just thinking about this this morning is making me angry and frustrated all over again. Anyway we did not eat until 9pm. The Mousakka was ok.. not worth 4 hours! but ok. I must have done something wrong though because it was supposed to come out in the shape of the mold (I used one of my Nana's) but instead when I flipped it our it came out in a puddle.
At any rate, I told the family they were having leftover the next night for dinner.. And I told myself, from now on I'd plan better. Tomorrow I will write about my other goall....THE BUSINESS IDEA!

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Hi, I am a Mother of two daughters. I have been married to a wonderful man since 1989. I began sewing about 5 years ago because I love fashion and I got tired of wearing the frumpy, ill fitting and poorly made clothes in the "Big Girl" stores. I am 6'1" and wear a size 18. And although I could loose a few of the love muffins I still want to dress like the DIVA that I am. How Dare designers think that size 12 is plus size. Really! They can kiss my grits and fry me up a side of bacon while they're at it!
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