Alright, so this is the first blog... obviously. I haven't had a chance to make the blog look like what I want it to look like yet, give me a little bit... it will. However, I wanted to get something written so I actually look like a legitimate blogger. :) Aren't you excited??
So... here I sit at 10:15 pm cooking lasagna for work tomorrow, yeah... seems strange to me too, but here I am cooking it because I have a giant mouth and when it was announced that we were having an Italian themed potluck at work my enormous trap opened and said "OH! I'll bring lasagna!!" Now I feel like an asshole because I actually forgot how much of a pain in the ass it is to cook lasagna from scratch. Oh well, it really smells good in my apartment.
Guess that's about it for now... stay tuned for blogs about the day I saw a rooster at a gas station, the time that husband and I stayed in a motel that reminded me of the Bates Motel, the time that an incompetent repo man came and repoed my neighbor's car at midnight, and the time that I ripped my pants after falling down while dancing. Yes, all these things have happened because my life is weird and weird shit happens to me. Occasionally I will post pictures of random experiences to prove that, no, I don't just make this shit up. Guess that's it... I mean it this time...
I burnt the lasagna... apparently our oven has its own idea of what 350 degrees is supposed to be, it is not on the same page as every other oven in the world. The recipe that I semi-followed (*read: I decided what I wanted to put in the lasagna based on what I remembered to buy at the grocery store after work this evening, but used the guideline for cooking temp/time from a recipe) called for 350 degrees for one hour. Obviously oven did not agree, could be that it is acting out and just pissy because I store things in it while I am not actually cooking in it. Awesome... the question now is.... will I actually take the lasagna that looks like crap but probably doesn't taste too bad, or do I stop off at the grocery store in the morning and buy a frozen lasagna and attempt to cook it in the work microwave since we are not allowed access to the work oven?? Decisions, decisions.... I'm leaning toward throwing the whole damn thing away and buying something on the way to work tomorrow. Husband looked at it and raised one eyebrow... that's never good. Maybe it will cool and look better in the morning. Probably not though.