Friday, March 22, 2019

Beefy Rotel Pasta and March 2019 FOTW

Life is just a little crazy around here because we moved, yes yes again, on March 16th. Holy moly man
It is exciting and exhausting all at the same time. We are in a house, first time since October 2013 AND the biggest house ever at 2265 square feet, plus a deck, a screened in porch and a double car garage. I'm in heaven or hell when it comes to keeping it all clean, that is still to be determined.

Karen and I were discussing the move prior to it happening. This is my 52nd move and I am 52, 53 in June. I think I've had close to that number in jobs.(edit...I sat down for a few hours and wrote down my job history...58 jobs) I worked for a temporary service for seven years. Loved it! I get bored easily and this cured the boredom. If I didn't like a job I could call for a new assignment and it didn't reflect badly on my resume. Actually when working for a temp agency the more jobs the better. I have many talents, I've worn many hats but I am the master of nothing. LOL There will be a post coming soon about this very topic.

Welcome to the March edition of Fly On The Wall, a post where you get to peek inside my home and life to gather some insight, get some laughs and hopefully lighten your mood. Get yourself a cup of coffee, prop up your feet and read a spell. At the end of the post you'll find links to the others. THANK YOU for stopping by.

This young lady used to be in our youth group and one of my sons dated her. She is now a teacher and married. She posted on Facebook a few times on afternoon...
Apparently my kiddos have had a long week too and attitudes are at a high. I was helping one of my partner groups with their research project and one little girl tells the other one after she wrote the word help “your h looks like a n. Fix it.” To which the other little girl replies “I make my letters different than other people. Don’t judge me.” 
Lord, let us get through this Friday 🙃
From Kendall 

Kendall 
Also while working on word problems during math one of my students just said “I’m not solving this one because these problems are getting ridiculous.” Like I said, attitude central 😂🙃
👦👨👧👩👲

Sometimes supper is whatever I have on hand. I will do a quick run through of what is available in the pantry, freezer and fridge. Then I do what I do best, throw it together. Honestly, very little thought or effort goes into some of these dishes. Like this one. Quick, simple, delicious and what I had on hand.
Beefy Rotel Pasta
1 lb 93% lean either ground beef or  turkey
1 cup corn
1 can Rotel
1/3 cup Ditalini pasta (or whatever you have on hand)
1/2 cup of beef broth, low sodium
top with fat free sour cream or a non fat Greek yogurt
Cook the beef or turkey until nice and brown, not barely done and soggy. Add a little crunch by cooking it longer. Toss in the corn, can of Rotel, beef broth and the pasta. Stir it together and place a lid on it. Stir every so often, adding more broth if need be. Once the pasta is done, about 10 minutes you're ready to eat. Add cheese to the top if you want, my son did, and a dollop of sour cream, Greek yogurt if you're cutting calories. I added neither.

My phone rings and it's my son at work. He says "hey I just wanted to call you and tell you what kinda crap I'm dealing with this morning. So here's the deal (he hasn't taken a breath yet so I'm all ears) this dude from corporate is here training K and he brought his dog with him. You know I love dogs and I'm okay with that but I don't think we're supposed to have animals in the building. So he's in there and just said "oh yeah he's trained and a really good dog" and I'm sitting in my office thinking okay. This dog is running all over the place. Then it hits me. This smell. I gag and cough. I get up and get to my door, THERE right at my door is this BIG OL PILE of dog...he just took a HUGE dump at my door! I'm gagging and came outside to get some air. I'm waiting to see how long before they notice and I"m not cleaning it up either. So yeah that's my morning."
We have this towel... not sure when or even how but my husband got bleach all over it. He says “ no big deal it’s a towel”. Now ladies I ask you, is it a big deal? Yes!!! He ruined my towel. It doesn’t match the others. The color is weird and has this, I don’t know what, pattern on it now. I was raised where this would now be cut into rags. No way would my mother allow us to use a bleach stained towel. I mean what if company saw it? What would they think?!?!
Today. I’m like. Okay. It’s a towel with a bleach stain. Would I give it to a guest? No. But we use it all the time. I don’t care. The towel works just like any other. It absorbs water off my body or floor or both. 
I’m a lot more relaxed than in my younger years and these things don’t bother me. 
Does it really matter ? No. In the grand scheme of things it doesn’t matter and if the world ends tomorrow no one will be here and if there happens to be a few left they won’t be talking about my bleach stained towel. 

Now the new debate. What does this stain look like?
This month's participating bloggers:
Carol over at: Never Ever Give Up Hope  
Sara at The Crazy Mama Llama                     
Shel at Follow Me Home                        

3 comments:

  1. Totally laughed at the towel part, it reminded me of the old "always wear clean underwear in case you get in an accident". Love that you're in that house and happy, you so deserve it.

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  2. Your poor son! LOL. I hope someone cleans the dog mess up quickly! The bleach stain looks like a dragonfly, which is kind of cute, so I say keep it with pride :) Congrats on your new home. I hope you enjoy every bit of it.

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  3. 58 MOVES -- that's insane. Why? I bet you are pretty good at it by now. When do you see it ending?

    The bleach on the towel -- I take things in stride now so much easier than in my youth. Things don't matter like they used to -- sounds like you are more relaxed as well.

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