wow. sometimes an entire day can be destroyed in a matter of minutes! i had dinner all planned...grilled chicken, green beans, cornbread, and homemade french fries. the preparation started out great...even the boys were cooperating and playing on the porch! (its a good day when tysen isn't hanging on to my clothes as i try to cook dinner.) i started with the cornbread, put that in the oven. then put the chicken in some hot water to thaw...and started slicing my homemade fries. i found a tiny bit of mold on a potatoe, but i cut it out, and pressed on. the cornbread was done, so i slid the potatoe fries in the oven, and prepped the chicken. everything was awesome. then i tasted the cornbread. blah. something was weird. dug through the trash, and looked at the box. oops! that expired last february. awesome.
i will not be deterred! i found another little pack (that had not expired) of cornbread and whipped that up. here's where the evening began to go downhill. i set the square dish of cornbread batter on the counter, and then heard a loud crash on the porch. i instantly knew what had happened as the shrieking began. tysen was sitting in a lawn chair on the porch...i think he stood up, but at any rate, the chair collapsed on him and he was lying face down in the dirt. i darted around the counter rushing to get him, but slipped ....and my hand grabbed for anything, but sadly found the cornbread batter, flipping the whole dish upside down and crashing to the floor. my arm is covered in batter, there is batter all over my pants, and completely splattered all over the kitchen cabinets/oven/counter/floor....everywhere! i hop around the batter, and pull tysen up out of the collapsed chair (with one hand, since the other is still covered in batter)....he's ok, but now i have a ridiculous mess to clean up....and i'm really frustrated, cuz i really wanted cornbread!
finally the mess is cleaned up....and i pull the potatoes out to flip them over...and ugh...apparently i forgot to spray the pan because those fries stuck like crazy...so no more fries...it was just poatote mush. AH!
i called andy and said, please come home now. and by the way, we're going out to eat. luckily we had a giftcard to movie tavern, so we took the older boys (thanks to allison and sean coming over to hang out with tysen with only 30 min. notice) and the evening turned out quite nice!!
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You are amazing...I would have cried and called Nick at the first spot of mold on the potatoes...no wait....who am I kidding...I would not have been making homemade anything for dinner!!!
We had a night like that recently. We headed to Pizza Inn...
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