Yesterday was a bad day. Let's move past yesterday.
And start with today, where it was pretty average until I locked my keys in my car and there is really nothing more infuriating than paying $80 for a lapse in short-term memory and the quick instinct of locking my car before I shut the door. It's one of my quicker instincts. Some people have cat reflexes...me, I tend towards the way of the turtle.
But did I let that ruin my day? No. No, I didnt. Well, momentarily I did. But then I came home and made a ridiculous chicken and lime soup that solved the bad day dilemma. There's also something about wielding a knife for a significant amount of time that makes me happy. And onions were the only thing that made me cry today so I'm moving on up in the world of mental health.
Here's the recipe for the soup: home shredded chicken, chicken broth, diced tomatoes, a shitload of garlic, a minced onion, jalapenos thinly sliced, fresh lime juice...precook the garlic onions and chicken. Shred the chicken. Boil everything together. Then mix in chopped cilantro and add salt to taste. Then prepare to wet your pants. It's pants-wetting good. And if you want to be cool like me, fry up some corn tortillas in oil with salt, slice those bad bays, and BOOM. You just made your own tortilla strips for a little mixin' into the soup. Rachel Ray aint got nothing on this shit.
If any of you cook that soup in the way I just told you to, I'll give you a high five. And now I'm mad at myself for not taking a pic because it was pretty gorgeous upon initial serving. But this isnt a food blog. It's worse than that. So I def dont care.
Wow. This is boring.
One of the young kids at work (by young I mean early twenties, now that I'm mid twenties I feel like anyone under 25 is a kid. Fair enough, I think) Where was I? One of the young kids at work intro'd me to the iPhone app Words with Friends and oh my god. Addicted. It's scrabble, with pretty much the universe of the iPhone. And I cant help but be in love. A word game. An interactive word game. Sigh. It's beautiful. And if you have it, mah name is NiCoolio23 and I'm a formidable opponent, my friends. But gracious. I promise.
What else? Besides soup and time-wasting games? Dont know really. I've got a lot on my plate if I look at things one way and not that much if I look at it the other way. So I'm just trying to keep my shit together and stay out of that padded room, if ya know what I'm saying.
But I do share an apartment with two cats, so it's pretty much the same label. Fucking nuts.
That's it.
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