Let's Cook Dinner! (Or, Nothing Ever Goes As Planned)

Let’s Cook Dinner! (Or, Nothing Ever Goes As Planned)

Rhonda Gail | June 18, 2010

Even though I plan our meals out and grocery shop for two weeks at a time, I have to be flexible, because sometimes things just don’t work out. Sometimes I don’t buy enough chicken. Sometimes I forget that we have dinner plans with friends. Sometimes I get sick and just don’t feel like cooking. When things don’t go exactly as planned, I may make sandwiches or turn a meal vegetarian. Last night, we had BBQ pork chops, and I intended to use leftovers to make my BBQ pork taquitos. However, as I was putting the chops in the slow cooker, I realized that I didn’t have enough for leftovers. I did, however, have extra ground beef in the freezer. So I looked around at the other things I had in the house and came up with a taco-enchilada-type-thing. I even decided to take you guys along on my experimental journey.

Step 1. Finely chop a few slices of onion.

Step 2: Heat skillet to medium-high and turn to grab olive oil just in time to see Nick pull something out from under Harper, sending him face-first onto the floor.

Step 3: Pause to see if Harper is going to get up.

Step 4: Rush to pick up Harper after seeing that he’s crying so hard, it’s silent.

Step 5: Sweep Harper up. BLOOD! Pouring out of his mouth.

Step 6: Harper on hip, run to turn off stove…

As I said in the title, nothing ever goes as planned. With his blood on our shirts, Harper and I engaged in a tug-of-war with both the pacifier and a damp cloth.