1. In an attempt to get rid of the okra, I thought that doing a gumbo-pasta creation would be an excellent idea. Think onions and okra and tomatoes and garlic and shrimp and bacon....yummmmmm! WRONG! It was bland (despite the amount of Creole seasoning I dumped in it) and not that good. I have no idea what I could've done differently. It smelled pretty dern good when it was cooking, but the final result was lacking. For the first time in a while, I actually threw it out. I figured that I could either throw it out that night or wait at least a week until it was a science project and sacrificing a tupperware container with it.
2. On Friday night, I thought that I'd look all cute and wear heels. I used to wear heels all the time, but since I walk a lot more than I used to at work, I wear flats. So anyway, I'm wearing a cute dress and one of my favorite pair of heels. I'm feeling good about mysel, and then BOOM! I fell. Gotta love hypermobile joints! My right knee got all scraped up. I've been tempted to tell people that I fell rollerblading (in fact a couple people asked if that was what I did), but I've sucked it up and been honest.
3. I went to buy steak tonight, and I wasn't paying attention to what I was buying, and I ended up with Sirloin Tri-Tip. When I got it home, I had no idea about the cut so I had to google it...lol. Apparently, it's one step above roast. FAIL. Luckily, Rick isn't coming over this evening so if I have yet another miserable meal, I'm on my own. I'm marinating it as I speak so we'll see. I mixed together McCormick's Montreal Steak Seasoning (that stuff could make a piece of poo taste good so there is hope!); low sodium soy sauce; 1 clove of garlic, pressed; some extra virgin olive oil; and a little bit of red wine.
Anyone else out there having a failure-ific week?