kitchen disasters

I’m going to have to watch Anchorman again. Pretty sure saw it years ago, and pretty sure I was probably drunk and don’t remember much of it. It gets quoted all the time, and I stand there like a deer in headlights. I’m not much of a movie quoter, and I never remember jokes. I’m horribly boring, and an ex-horrible cook. Now I’m just eh, ok.

I tried a pesto last week and learned how much fresh basil makes a difference, and probably all herbs. Although I can’t always have fresh ingredients, I’m excited to start a garden next year with insane amount of basil plants. Hopefully I can get some peppers and tomatoes to grow. I bought a little one from the grocery store and set it out on the porch. It actually isn’t dead yet, and I think I can see some baby leaves forming. That was, oddly, very exciting for me. If pretty flowers in the window won’t grow for me, maybe I’ll have more luck outside.

I’m also marinading some tofu for stir-fry tonight. Every time I make stir-fry it comes out wonky. Leave it to me to somehow screw up the easiest meal in the world. But I think I may be on to something tonight. I think we may have some edible dinner. I’m learning to cook through Google and Meatless Monday posts on Facebook. My mother doesn’t cook. She came to visit and brought her gluten free rice cakes and raisins to eat. At least now Chris sees why I lack kitchen skills.

I guess I never needed to cook much, anyway. I get fed at work. The biggest reason I started trying to cook at home is because if I don’t, Chris ends up living off pizza delivery and fast food. Cereal is the healthiest thing he would eat at home, and it’s usually some type of sugar junk. Although, Banana Cheerios? Holy fricken delicious.

Also inspiring are the changing numbers on the scale. My weight was up to 170 about a month ago. By cutting out the super crappiest of food and running 3x a week for our 5k, I’m down to 158. My goal of 135 is still far away, but I’m not going to stop this time. I also cut out a lot of the drinking I was doing, and managed to not even buy any of the pumpkin beer at the store today. I love pumpkin everything.

So, I’m going to finish the laundry, have to some tea, and weigh myself again. We both weigh ourselves every morning and every night. It’s pretty cute.