If I did a blog yesterday. I probably didn't because I was tired as a mofo and sitting at the computer seemed to only make it worse.
Yesterday I decided to stay up instead of going back to bed after the kids left with the help of the jet fuel I call coffee. Well that worked and would you believe it, I got my bedroom cleaned AND I made about 5 lbs of chicken fried rice. This please a multitude of people. Patty came and got some, my mother brought her Tupperware to the house when she came to pick us up for Jovaughn's football practice and the kids were ecstatic to say the least. It was good and not too salty or to peppery so I was happy.
Hang on a second I need to put the burgers on the grill...
Sorry, back now. Where was I? Oh yeah, the rice.
It was good, that's about the gist of it.
The boy also cut his finger on a knife in the sink last night because he was playing around. It could have been worse but then almost everything bad that happens can be worse. Ironically even a death. Whatever, he was playing around acting out and the knife cut a good part of his thumb. I made him wash it and put band aids on it because I knew that he was going to be going to school this morning and since all of my kids are hypochondriacs, I knew he'd go to the nurse and she could cleanse it, which he did and she did. He also went back an hour later and called me telling me it hurt. I talked to the nurse who said it was fine nothing a few days wouldn't heal and he should probably not play foot ball today.
So I called the coach and told him that.
Now keep in mind that this is the same coach that I have been flirting with for awhile now. I flirted so well the other night that he locked his keys in his car. Hence the I know I'm a bad girl status on Facebook.
The coach called me back (I had left a message) and basically told me that he could miss practice tonight, but he had no one to replace him on the field tomorrow so he really need Jovaughn because it was hurting him to not have the boy there. Guess who lost a little respect in my eyes... Go on guess. I reluctantly agreed. Jovaughn will play but I am going to pad that thumb so he can't possibly hurt it more. So the boys in my life are happy.
Now if I can please the man I want in my life it's all going to be golden. LOL.
So tonight is bratwurst burgers and veggies for dinner. They wanted french fries but I'm thinking that veggies would be better for them.
Oh I knew I was leaving out an important part of my day. My nose stud came out. Would you believe it, the one time that I forget about the fucker and wash my face and the washcloth rips that sucker right on out. I cussed like a sailor on speed. It didn't hurt though. I called my mom and she came over to sit while the girls came home and I went back to the tattoo parlor (I had John a little worried when I used my foursquare to check in a t a tat parlor, LOL) and quick as a wink with only minimal ouch, she had it back in and I was my now normal pierced self.
I will be much more careful when washing my face from now on...
So okay, I'm going to get back to cooking. Peace and love and maybe another scattered thought will need to escape tomorrow!
Ciao!!
