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I'm one that loves "Happy Hour". I live for "Happy Hour" ... "Happy Hour" is what LIFE is all about ... right? Doesn't EVERYONE participate in "Happy Hour" at 5:00 pm at least once or twice a week?? If your answer to my last question is "NO!" Well, Shame on you ... I say! Just Shame on YOU!
However ... If Happy Hour is supposed to occur once or twice a week, I've been participating in one too many "Happy Hours" ... and I'm feeling (seeing) it right around my middle. Yes, I have a little extra "sommpin sommin" I have to say, I've always been one of those gals that never had to worry about what they ate (or drank ... or how often) and didn't exercise ... and was always slim. Yes, SHUT UP ... I was one of them ... BUT ... I am no longer.
So ... I feel ... I have to give up my beloved Miller High Life Lite (yes, I am the big spender you always knew I was) and replace it with BOXED WINE. White Zin, none the less, but still ... my love is beer and I'm stuck drinking wine ... because ... I'M GETTING FAT! There is no other way to say it ... my life as I knew it ... is OVER!
What will I do? I go out with friends (yeah, like I really get to go out), and I have to order "WINE"??? I don't think so. Beer is easy, $2.00 longnecks, Drafts 2 for 1. Wine? Nothing ... Just "Thank you, that will be $5.00, and don't forget the tip. Afterall, walking your 5 tablespoons worth of wine over to you deserves something, right?" I just can't do it. Not for $5.00 a glass and they don't even fill the fucker up. So I won't be going out ...
Alright .. this is more like it ... I am sitting at home ... (yeah,that sounds more like it)... because I have 4 kids and no one wants to babysit them because they are the spawn of satin ... and my darling husband is bitching because I've been drinking ... WINE. And I don't really want it ... I really don't like it. It leaves a really bad, raunchy taste in my mouth and makes me irritable as hell ... and the whole time I'm choking down grape flavored something and ... I wish I were drinking BEER ... my Miller High Life Lite ... yeah, that shit, the stuff that's stuffed all the way in the back of the cooler at Wal-Mart .. for only $13.97 for 30 of them ... Happy Hour doesn't get ANY better than that ... but I can't have it anymore ... because I'm 35 now ... and FAT!
But I'm happy ... and that's all that matters, right?
I recently purchased a book by Margaret Mason, titled, No One Cares What You Had for Lunch: 100 Ideas for Your Blog
Let me preface this with I LOATHE leftovers. Heating up food that has already been cooked the night before, just not my thing. BUT ... this is one exception. This afternoon, I consumed the rest of the homemade potato soup I had made yesterday. And it was so good, I'm going to share the recipe with you. Enjoy!
An Iowa Mom's Homemade Potato Soup
Boil the hashbrowns in the chicken broth for approximately 10 minutes. Do not drain. Then add Cream of Chicken Soup, cheese, sour cream, a tad of salt, some black pepper. Mix together. Transfer entire mixture into your crock pot. Cook on low for 3 to 4 hours. Garnish with remaining shredded chedder and bacon bits. Serve with hot bread.
I just can't get enough!
You know those days when no matter what you do, you just don't feel right. Your hair doesn't turn out at all. The moles on your face appear larger than ever. Even with makeup on, you feel blah and blotchy and down right ugly? Yeah, that was my morning about 2 hours ago. Then, to make matters even worse ... as I was applying my makeup in our bathroom, Sporty emerged from his.
Sporty: Why are you putting that stuff all over your face?
An Iowa Mom: Because it helps me to look pretty.
Sporty: You look the same as you always do to me.
Thanks Sporty. Go to school, would ya? I should just get back in bed.
