Apparently it's been awhile since I sat down to type a blog. Ironic as it may be, I have hours of free time in front of a computer; I choose to watch The Biggest Loser and The Office. Because of my lack of blogging, I will soon be flooding my computer screen with meaningless words in an effort to document the first quarter of 2010.
Get ready for our announcements, stories, and shreds of unimportant information. I promise that it will be mostly boring, but you will find at least one sentence that will bring a bit of excitement/happiness to your heart.
Announcement.
When Brett and I purchased our Costco Membership for the first time, we took a step towards growing up. Costco is kinda a big thing. It was a little scary having to be responsible for the $100 minimum purchases we would be making for the rest of our lives, but we have acclimated to shopping in a giant warehouse. But, at the end of April, we really have to start calling ourselves adults. Real grownups. Homeowners.
And I'm excited.
We are in the process of purchasing our first home and are set to be in it by mid April. As for the location, I choose not to disclose any more of my not so personal life on the internet than necessary. You know how to reach me if you really want to know. For now, I'll just say for most people, it's far.
We decided to build our home, which is a process that takes forever. Lucky for you, I'll be posting boring pictures of my framed house, followed by carpet-less floors, and finally some finished walls.
If you are wondering why you didn't hear about this news sooner, Brett and I had a mess of paperwork to sort through and didn't want to announce anything until we were 100% positive we really wanted to do some growing up. If you heard from someone other than us, I am sorry I didn't get to tell you the exciting news and we can talk later. If you are just as excited as I am, then come over and help me paint, lay tile, and landscape a backyard.
And if you ever meet President Obama, tell him things for the eight grand for me.
Story.
Like most people, we spend the majority of our money on food. So we decided to really focus on making a dinner menu and try our best to stick to it. Brett has been the most wonderful husband and cooks dinner as much as I do, if not more. However, as much as I would love to continue to praise him in all his awesomeness, I can't help but drench this blog entry with the worst dinner he has ever made.
The recipe is called Hunter's Style Chicken. It's something that my mom got from an aunt of mine, and it came along into our little family of two. It ends up being this sort of tomato "slop" on top of rice. This recipe is as follows:
Cooked rice
2 large chicken breasts cooked and cut into bite size pieces
1/2 pound of bacon
1 large onion
28 oz diced canned tomatoes
1 bottle Heinz 57 steak sauce
1/4 cup sugar
Cook bacon, drain and set aside. Using 1 tablespoon of bacon grease, cook onions until tender. Add chicken, cooked bacon, tomatoes, 57 sauce, and sugar. Stir and let simmer on low until warm. Serve over cooked rice.
One evening brett gets home from work. The kitchen is a complete mess and dinner isn't made (I was probably being lazy that day). So, I offer Brett the privilege of dishes or dinner. He chooses to cook dinner since the dishes are bad, really bad. He pulls out the recipe card and starts to make dinner as I clean the kitchen. Brett gets out a cutting board and a knife, and in his best Julia Child voice gives instructions on how to properly cut an onion. I laugh.
Twenty minutes or so go by, the dish washer is running and I'm drying and putting away the remaining dishes. Pans go under the cookie making canisters, cookie sheets go under the spice jars. Brett is almost done with the "slop" part of the meal and is about to move on to cooking the rice. I bend down to put a pan away and as I come back up I notice that he left the lid to one of the canisters open (he always does that). Right and I am silently complaining in my head, I realize that the canister he left open was the once that holds the salt. I close my eyes and say to him, "You didn't just put salt in the dinner, did you?" Brett says with confused confidence, "No... oh crap!" Instead of following the directions for 1/4 cup of sugar, he added 1/4 cup of salt. I don't think we even go through that much salt in a year!
Brett leaves the kitchen crushed with hunger and falls to the ground. He just ruined dinner. My Julia Child husband ruined dinner. I get the guts to taste it, thinking it wasn't too bad. Nope, it was bad. Brett was on the ground still talking about how much that meal just cost and we aren't eating any of it.
So I did some thinking.
I poured our dinner into a colander and rinsed it off in the sink. One by one, I taste each remaining ingredient. Chicken, still good. Bacon salty but acceptable. Tomatoes, not bad. Onions horrible. So I needed to replace the onion, not a problem.
But I just dumped $3.50 of steak sauce and tomato juice down the drain. I go to the panty, tomato soup should replace the juice just fine, but dinner should have been done already and I hate going to the grocery store and I don't even have time to go to the grocery store.
Well, little does half the world know, but the internet has everything on it including a recipe for Heinz 57 steak sauce. Brett found a recipe and we were one step close to eating dinner. A little bit of ranch, chili powder, apple juice, ketchup, pepper, and Italian seasoning makes Heinz 57 Sauce.
Dinner was served and tasted just fine.
Bon Appetite.
Unimportant Information.
I'm currently an Ulta Stylist.
I recently got a position as a stylist at an East Valley Ulta. I spent $17,000 on a cosmetology education and was doing nothing with it.
The salon is great, the girls are great, the clientele is great. The tips are wonderful. My discount is awesome. It's close to my new home. But... I still have my full-time job with Posted Properties and am still enrolled in school full-time. I work weekends, and I occasionally clean the bathroom.
So, come see me and get your hair done!
