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Teeth, Pets and stuff
Why I hate being here
Because my mom isn’t right now!!!
Why I hate cats!
I don’t … But OH my GOD! They are so needy!
What the actual post is about … Loving TINY and a broken tooth.
Freaking Cats.
And how they have affected me.
Oh, let’s add ‘the dog’ and how I now experience the ‘in out, in out’ thingy that dog people do.
I HAVE a dog. She doesn’t do this – she also doesn’t cuddle, so I think I have a backfired dog that I love anyway lol.
SO!
I’m house sitting.
First 20 minutes I’m here – I break a tooth, no joke.
Left a message with my dentist and I’m PISSED! Because I JUST paid my credit card off and actually put money into savings!!!!!!!!
Oh well.
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It takes a while.
Even when they’ve met you, they meet you all over again (the feral turned domestic ones. I actually had the ‘biter’ NOT bite me tonight!)
As for my Tiny Dancer … She is skin and bones.
I played this … Because she likes it when I sing it to her …
But, she didn’t like the ‘me not singing it’ version. 😦
I’m just so sad right now you guys.
Sad because the pets are sad.
Sad because my mum is sad.
Sad because my Nannie – who I love so much – is passing.
But! Glad my dad got a night off. Glad I could step up and step in.
Glad I could be here and that my son will be taking a turn.
THIS is what life is about.
And loving those who are still here – and doing all we can.
But it’s creepy too – because people you think WILL be there tomorrow maybe will not be – so appreciate!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Going to sleep, with my broken tooth, my broken heart and my hopefulness.
Easy AND CHEAP Crockpot Jigsaw Lasagna for teens, college kids & newbies!
This is SO easy and So quick to prep! Don’t spend $$$$ on the store lasagnas! DON’T!
I know some of you in college can’t have hot plates or other cooking ‘stuff’ in your rooms – but, you do have a communal kitchen no? I hope you are allowed a crock pot SOMEWHERE because this is going to help.
I’m going to keep this as easy as I can. And as CHEAP as I do it!
Ingredients I found @ the 99 cent store:
Oven ready lasagna pasta (HAS to be ‘oven ready’ read the box)
Mushrooms (Crimini are the best – they’re ‘baby bellas’ how cute is that? And super tasty. I didn’t make it to the 99 cent store for those this time, so I’m using ridiculously flipping expensive white mushrooms for this dish.)
Pasta sauce
Minced Garlic
Salt/Pepper
Ingredients I found cheap @ the regular store:
Ricotta cheese (WHOLE milk – 15 ounces)
Shredded Parmesan
Eggs (2)
Olive oil
Easy squeeze cilantro (because I’m lazy and don’t wanna spend forever on those leaves! You can buy a bunch of cilantro also for cheap and do that instead.
READY? Let’s make a veggie lasagna that is going to last you at least a week!!!! (Lunch and Dinner!)
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Get your crock pot out – if you don’t have one, GET ONE! There are SO many recipes that are SO easy and SO tasty and crock pots are cheap nowadays.
Wash your hands dammit!
K.
Get a saucepan out and put some olive oil in it.
About – a tablespoon. Then, if it doesn’t feel like enough, add some more. Embrace your inner culinary fool!
Chop your mushrooms.
Add some garlic and salt and pepper – however much you like.
While they’re cookin’ – let’s head to the ricotta bowl.
Add all the ricotta.
Add two eggs.
Add your cilantro, however much cheese you want (keep in mind, we’re going to be layering with cheese too …) and if you thought you didn’t add enough salt or pepper – go for it. Be careful.
Mix it up! (A fork works)
K. Don’t forget about those mushrooms. Are they looking cooked? Or smaller? Done! Plus, even if they DON’T, they’re going to be once added, so don’t worry about it. They will be spending 3 hours in a crock pot for crying out loud 😉
Add them to the mix!
Stir.
This is one of your layers! TA-DA! Keep it handy.
Next.
First thing that goes into the crock pot is the red sauce. You’re going to begin and kinda end with the red sauce.
Take that fork we’re using and just kinda smooth it even.
THEN! The jigsaw!
Crock pots (as far as I know) don’t come in square, or even rectangle. SO! We break up that lasagna noodle and have some fun.
Now it’s time to layer.
Put your Ricotta mix on top. Keep in mind – you’re going to have at LEAST two layers (maybe three) so don’t go bonkers.
Sprinkle more cheese on there (if you like REALLY cheesy lasagna – get some mozzarella!
Then, we jigsaw again!
As I said before, we start with red and end with red – so …
Pour the last of your red sauce and use that fork to spread it evenly.
Then sprinkle the crap out of that thing with CHEESE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Turn it on to ‘low’ and leave it for 3 hours.
It’s going to smell SO good cooking and TASTES AMAZING!!!!
You are a culinary genius to your ramen friends! Yes, yes you are. And it was cheap and it required very little talent.
I have more of these recipes in my wheelhouse – so if you like this, please ‘LIKE’ this so I know to do more. Happy homemade, cheap eating!
Hours later … (Yeah, Nic took a scoop lol)
Musings from the Laundromat: Jurrasic nap, Horrific drink & Rey edition
It’s warming up in the desert. Today my car advised me it was 52 degrees on the way to the laundromat @ 7:30 a.m. Seems like only yesterday when I was reading ’32 degrees.’
I’m not ready for it to warm up yet! Nooooo!
Actually, my first stop was not the laundromat, but to the Redbox to return Jurassic World. I was one of the few on the planet that didn’t go see that one in the theaters.
My son and I got comfy and with bowls of food began the film. I should point out, that he’d already seen it.
Me: Ug. I hate seeing movies for the first time with someone who’s already seen it.
Nic: I haven’t seen it a long time …
*Moments into the movie*
Nic: Ok, Pause it … Remember this part.
Me: (Pause, roll eyes). Are you going to do this the ENTIRE movie?
Nic: No, no.
*Moments later*
Nic: Pause it! You know what I never noticed the first time?
Etc. Etc. Etc.
He needn’t have worried about giving me a play-by-play because I think I only saw 2/3 of it anyway. I fell asleep several times. (Sorry Star Lord.)
Earlier that day, Nic and I had gone grocery shopping.
Shopping with Nic always results in laughter – (and a bigger bill @ the checkout.)
This trip was no different.
Nic is quite the connoisseur of ‘unique’ beverages. $$$
He came across a fancy live probiotic, natural energy concoction and eagerly hurried off to purchase it after asking what aisle I could be found in upon his return.
I should have lied about the aisle.
Nic: Smell it.
Me: *standoffish glance*
Nic: It’s lavender and melon!
I acquiesced and gave the drink a sniff.
I wondered immediately 1) where was the lavender? 2) where was the melon? 3) why was it so fizzy and 4) if Nic could get his money back.
Nic: Take a sip!
So much was going through my head at this point – but mostly that I wanted to live. And then that if I DIDN’T take a sip, he was going to badger me for the balance of the shopping.
I sipped.
Now, have you ever left juice out and unrefrigerated and then accidentally sipped it?
Yeah.
This stuff tasted like prison hooch!
I gagged.
This was the beverage.
By the time we were checking out, we had two cashiers and one bag boy involved in the ‘dare’ of sniffing the drink.
The bag boy nailed it when he said it smelled like vinegar. One cashier told Nic to just down it. That wasn’t happening.
We ended up playing a game of ‘keep away’ with it the whole way home, and at home.
The bottle would appear sans lid in various places – like, my car, on the table pushed close to one of us, under the table and sneaked by each other’s noses.
We probably didn’t even need the movie, that ‘drink’ provided plenty of entertainment.
(I should probably apologize to the company now, I mean, I’m sure plenty of people stock up on their product and love it. It just wasn’t our cup of fizzy, fermented tea.)
OH! One more thing. I have a fish! Nic’s tropical fish had babies and a very brave and smart one managed to survive. I adopted the teeny tiny grey blob speck and named her Rey. (Nickname: Blobba Fett)
Here she is (Nic insists it’s a girl because of some fin thing? I’m trusting him on this one.) Get your magnifying glass out:
She’s in front of the blue thingy.
So there you have it! My weekend in a nutshell. Dryers are almost done so I’ll be bid you adieux and hope you all have a wonderful Sunday and a great week!
Musings from the Laundromat – staying up late & sharing too much edition.
Didn’t see my laundry lady last week as I was house sitting – but it’s odd because I did see her in a shop just before that weekend.
She came over and chatted and her parting words were. “See you on Sunday!”
I proceeded to fret throughout that weekend because I hadn’t remembered to tell her that she wouldn’t.
Silly isn’t it? But I felt like I’d missed an appointment and hadn’t bothered to officially cancel it.
Here I am this week, so all is righted.
She HAD noticed however. “Yeah, I made your coffee and didn’t see you.” She said.
😦
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Stayed up super late Friday – I think, just because I could you know?
I get so excited about Friday, even though I don’t ever GO anywhere.
Played an online game I like for hours – did very well so proceeded to go into random rooms and gift those less fortunate with most of my spoils.
Wrote a couple of posts here that I’ve since deleted – too raw. Too much info. (I’m not kidding when I say my censor button is missing.)
Then I watched a really weird movie on Netflix, then another and another … before I knew it it was early morning! I felt so naughty.
Then I remembered I’m 46 years old and no one actually cares if I stay up all night anymore. Well, my BODY cared. I slept in until 11 a.m. Feeling like I hadn’t slept at all.
Needless to say, the house didn’t clean itself yesterday, and it won’t today either, but I shall. I just can’t DO all nighters anymore! I’m getting too old for that crap.
Good thing I was home and not at some bonkers club. Sorry, I’m chortling right now having read back that last sentence. I don’t ‘outside’ and I don’t ‘people’ so the odds of that club scenario borders on the absurd.
My crowd consists of the ‘Snow Birds’ that I see every year at this time at the laundromat, my Glaucoma Man (who wasn’t there today) and the laundry lady.
My happy comes in the form of my son and dog and home. And of course my friends and family who I REALLY need to see face to face more.
I dream (literally) of being amongst people and finding love. Had the oddest dream last night of another faceless soul who loved me.
They’ll remain there – in my sleep. Because my heart is still mending and besides, what if they want me to actually leave my house?!! God forbid.
If you don’t see a post from me after this one … prime suspect is small & grey
I slept on the downstairs couch last night with a dog at my feet and a cat on my back (literally). I haven’t seen a human since Friday. One more night then I get to return to my little home.
It’s funny isn’t it? How quickly we miss our routine – our space and obviously our loved ones.
Why did I sleep on the couch? I was a little concerned that if I was too comfortable, I’d not hear my alarm. There’s an hour time difference between where I’m staying and where I work. I had to be up at O’Dark Thirty.
Another reason? The home is big and to be honest, I didn’t want to be upstairs in a bedroom and hear something creak or move in the night. lol. I figure if a serial killer was to enter the house, I’d be able to leap off the couch and to the closest weapon dispensary (the kitchen) if I stayed downstairs.
Turns out it would have been a little tough ‘leaping’ though as I was pinned down most of the night by Plucky. She’s … um, I’m trying to find a kind way to describe an overly affectionate, needy, clueless cat. She just will not take a hint. And as much as I adore her – I woke several times to her either a) on my bladder or b) with her nose on my lips as she perched on my chest. Thus why I turned onto my stomach to sleep.
The other felines are pretty relaxed.
But there’s the constant threat of one of them getting out. I lost TWO cats over the weekend. First time was Foo and it took FOREVER outside shaking the treat container to get him back inside. Lost him again the next day, but only briefly. And then Plucky. *sigh*
You see, Meesha, the pup, can open the screen door from the outside and god forbid I’ve gone to use the bathroom or in another part of the house when she decides to let herself back in. I found the screen open twice yesterday and had to do a frantic head count.
It’s a dance. The whole operation of the home is a choreographed dance.
And you’d better know all the moves – even if you’re sleep deprived from a night of attempted smothering.
Debauchery Soup 