Today was a hot mess! Anytime your day starts with a spider... let me just tell you.
So this morning I headed out early to make a coffee stop. [I'm pretty sure I'm being punished for not using my Keurig. Sorry mom, I needed creamer]. Anyway, I got in my truck, put it in reverse and there it was...... a spider! Yall I freaked out. I got out of the truck and started swatting. After about 10-15 minutes I lost the spider. I was scared to death and even contemplated calling a friend to pick me up, but I decided to be an adult about the situation ::insert laugh here:: I headed to work...turning around every 3 seconds to make sure Mr. Spider Man wasn't crawling on me. Fast forward to noon---I went to vacuum my truck out. Did I get the spider? Probably not...it's probably hiding on the ceiling waiting to jump out tomorrow morning. Not today, Mr. Spider...not today.
So this morning I headed out early to make a coffee stop. [I'm pretty sure I'm being punished for not using my Keurig. Sorry mom, I needed creamer]. Anyway, I got in my truck, put it in reverse and there it was...... a spider! Yall I freaked out. I got out of the truck and started swatting. After about 10-15 minutes I lost the spider. I was scared to death and even contemplated calling a friend to pick me up, but I decided to be an adult about the situation ::insert laugh here:: I headed to work...turning around every 3 seconds to make sure Mr. Spider Man wasn't crawling on me. Fast forward to noon---I went to vacuum my truck out. Did I get the spider? Probably not...it's probably hiding on the ceiling waiting to jump out tomorrow morning. Not today, Mr. Spider...not today.
Ok, now let's talk about supper. Yall, this was a typical Monday! So I've been daydreaming about pork chops all day. I always bake them but decided to [try] to fry them today. I consulted with mom and sis and felt pretty good about it. Go ahead and fry them, they said. They will be good, they said. So I get home and the angel on my left shoulder is saying "Just bake them, Toy." On the right, the devil is saying "Go on and fry them girl, you got this." Without realizing I'm being influenced by an angel and taunted by the devil..... I chose to fry the freaking pork chops. Why?????
Let me speed this up. 1 pork chop magically disappeared...down the garbage disposal...do NOT ask. I began to fry the others and it just didn't seem right... the breading/crust wouldn't stay on. So I decided to take it one at a time. OK Toy,you got this......until I turn one over and grease flops evvvvverywhere...all over the stove, on my ARM [yes hot grease] and all over the kitchen floor. I quit. Yes, I gave up. Forget the stupid zucchini. Forget the stupid rice. Forget the stupid pork chops. Tonight we will have Harveys.
Through this entire fiasco, I am thankful. Thankful that we do not [yet] have children that depend on mama's cooking...and thankful for a husband who laughs at my dinner fails. I'll put my apron on and try again tomorrow.
In all things, give thanks. xo
NaToya Rae
NaToya Rae
