So, here it is in all of its off-topic glory, my very first blog post, I will get to the point (and recipe) before the end. I will get better at this, hopefully markedly and soon. Today I had a plan for after the kids got home from school and after the hubby got home from work. Actually, I’m going to be completely real here. I had a plan for the ENTIRE day last night when I went to bed…
So, here’s how it was supposed to go: Get up at 7 am (early for me as I work an unconventional shift) take my son to his doctor’s appointment at 8 am and then to school afterward. Go home, brew a nice cup of tea, wash dishes, clean my house, take some sort of meat out for supper, run an errand for my dear momma and still have time to catch up on “my shows” before the kids and hubby are home for the evening. We were going to go for a walk at the county park, grill burgers when we got home, do homework and then end the evening with the most recent episode of The Walking Dead.
This is how it ACTUALLY went as I am a HUGE procrastinator(damn, I actually said the P word!):
I got up at 7:35 am when my son woke me saying “Mom, don’t we need to be leaving already?!” Damn, already late…whirlwind of dressing activity and teeth brushing and hair up putting and we are out the door at 7:42 am…not too shabby! We go to his doctor appointment and he gets to school without any issues.
I stop at the gas station and grab my favorite soda, thinking that I should go work out…I instead go home and turn on Hulu. Now I am in full-on procrastination mode…wonderful. Yes, I self-loathe when this happens and think ‘I really should get up and do this or that’, I just somehow don’t or can’t or won’t, I’m not really sure. Later on after an episode of Law & Order SVU and an episode of Hell’s Kitchen somehow it is now noon.
Hubby is texting me about supper and work, mom calls me to remind me of the errand she needs me to run that she completely forgot about, and the neighbor comes over to give me my husband’s package that came to their house by mistake, somehow it is now 1 and I need to go to moms house to pick up her cats. I am taking both of them to the vet for check-ups and rabies vaccinations. While I am in the vet’s office, my aunt calls me asking what I am doing, forgetting that I am at the vet’s office for my mother. Aunt B needs me to help her clean out sheep sheds in preparation for lambing.
I get the cats done and taken home to moms house and run out to Aunt B’s place. She actually got the shed cleaned out, but now needs help getting out of the pen on the 4 wheeler because her flock of sheep is trying to follow her out the gate. By the time we are done (and shoot the shit for a bit) it is 3:35 and the fam will be home very shortly. I run home and take the dog out to do her business and hubby gets home from work, then here come the kids. We chat about school a bit (usually that is us asking “How was school today” and the kids say “good” or “boring” or some other one word response that makes me dig further and further to continue to get one word responses until I can piece it together or give up entirely…gotta love living with teens) and then I remember: Oh shit, I forgot to take out some sort of meat for supper…again.
So, tonight we are having Goulash. It can easily be made with meat that is still frozen and still won’t take more than 30 minutes to make. I brown my hamburger in a covered pot with a bit of water and seasonings (minced onion, salt, pepper, garlic and worcestershire sauce) in the bottom. I canned a bunch of tomato juice with Aunt B last summer, so I use some of that, some store-bought tomato paste, my browned hamburger, mushrooms, diced tomatoes, basil, oregano, parsley, garlic, salt and pepper to taste. Add some large shell pasta and there’s supper! I can’t tell you how much of anything I use for this recipe as it is ALL to taste. Each time I make it, it tastes a little different, but tonight I made a good batch!
We didn’t go on our walk, my son had another migraine. We did chat and enjoy each other’s company. We ate our goulash and watched The Walking Dead…together as a family. My house can always be cleaned another day.
Now, what to make for supper tomorrow…