This leap day would have actually been my birthday had my mother had a different doctor. She went to the doctor, but he sent her home. He told her he did not deliver babies on Leap Day. So, March 1st it is! (My birthday was actually supposed to be sometime in April... but I was in a hurry.)
Today is my In-law's 32nd anniversary! My dinner buddies are busy tonight, seeing as they're celebrating. Prince Charming has my Truck and is currently at work... so I was left to search through the cabinets to see what treasures they would hold.
I found nothing.
Now, to clarify, "nothing" means that there weren't any quick meals like Hamburger Helper. I would have to use what I had and my imagination to think up a meal.
I found: frozen chicken drummetts, noodles, rice, mushroom soup, gravy mix, and seasonings. I called my mother and narrowed down the list. I threw the chicken into my crock pot. I added water, salt and pepper, a teeny-tiny bit of garlic, and chopped up some of my green onions. (Oh, and some butter.) I turned the sucker on high and waited... and waited... and waited...
Looks pretty gross, doesn't it?
I waited from 1:30 until 7:45... then I txted my sister and asked how you can tell if chicken is done when you cook it in the crock pot. From her answers, I figured it would be okay to chance it. I slopped my noodles in and waited again.
This is what it turned out like:
Okay... so the picture turned out sideways... and I'm too stinking lazy to figure out how to flip it currently. Either way, it looked alright.
Then I ate it.
SUCCESS!!! For a chicken noodle soup that consists of whatever was in my cabinets and my imagination - it was pretty decent. I was very surprised - and very happy!
Pictures for tonight:
We've been Best Friends for a long time. Over 15 years now... We're a lot taller. Our sense of fashion has grown also.
This is how I spent most of my time: reading. That book? One of the Babysitter Club books.
A better group of friends a girl couldn't ask for. If the walls of that Nursery could talk, they could tell you most of my life story.
The little boy that stole my heart so long ago. For a little while there, I was his "Girlfriend." (Or that's what he told people for a while.) He would sit in my lap in church. (One particular time he REFUSED to go to nursery because I wasn't going back there with him.) He liked to take my hair and pull it around my face so as to give me a "beard"... he would just laugh and laugh... Then he started school and found people cooler than me. He's way too old now... :'( no matter how old he gets, he will always be my little Spiderman.
Elvis and Mary Kay aren't the only ones driving pink cars. The two of us girls are really going places! (Well, figuratively... in this picture we were on some sort of electric track at Carowinds... )
Here's to my last day as a 23 year old!
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