when i woke up this morning to the sound of rain, the first thought that came into my head was....pinterest...soup....coooofffffffeeeeeeeeeee.
so, i brewed a big old pot of joe (and when i say big, i mean.........yes! gallon sized!), nursed and fed Emma, then booted up the old computadora and realized SOMEONE drank the last of the milk on their precious little bowl of Kix....son of a gun.
so...i did what any normal, desperate coffee drinking mother would do...i put formula in my coffee..........
you heard me. i scooped out enough formula to make two ounces of milk and PUT IT IN MY COFFEE.
*sigh*
don't try it. it's gross and didn't work. i choked down about two sips then gave up and watched my hopes and dreams for a tireless day swirl down the drain. *cue tears*
then i looked up soup on pinterest, found the taco soup i pinned a few days ago and texted hubs what i needed. i love a man that'll run to the store on his way home.
Taco Soup
1 lbs of hamburger
some chopped onions (i use the frozen kind because if i attempted to chop onions my eyes would pack a bag and head north)
some garlic powder (or if you're cool, actual minced garlic)
1 packet of taco seasoning
2 cans of corn
2 cans of black beans
2 cans of diced tomatoes
1 can of tomato sauce
3 cups of water (divided)
viola! soup!....ok, well, almost....
after a beautifully productive day of cleaning, teaching Emma to play catch, a NAP!, and lots of teething pains (for me AND Emma), not to mention falling even deeper in love with some of my mom friends *NDM4L*......i made soup.
i know this doesn't sound like a big deal for most people, but i am considered to be...somewhat....kitchen challenged? i'm not too...50's housewife....ok....let's be honest, i'm in general, a terrible cook. so...this is a HUGE deal for me. don't judge me.
first you brown the burg, the onions, and the garlic, add a cup of water and the seasoning....
then dump it all in a big soup pot. drain and rinse your beans, then dump 'em in! then dump in the rest of the cans, add 2 cups of water, simmer for 15 minutes...and VIOLA! soup. (for real this time)
i also took the time to put a little oil in a pan, cut some tortillas into strips and fry 'em up! (so good!) added a little shredded cheese...mmm. done.
Emma loved it, hubs loved it, it made enough for two days of left overs (yeah right), and it was so easy.
now in the middle of this fantastic day...i should mention a few life lessons i learned...
1. real friends aren't always real friends. meaning...even if you've hung out with someone quite a bit, loved on their child, offered them a place to live...doesn't make them your friend. in fact, in some cases, it means their going to stab you in the back the first chance they get.
2. real friends tell you whats up, to your face. and by face i mean digitally.
3. wine=headaches
also, a very busy ten month old can be the biggest challenge and greatest joy, all at the same time. watching Emma discover and learn about the world...is blowing me away. seriously. i don't get serious often, but this is one of those moments....
i don't understand mothers...who don't care about the little things. who don't want to be there for their child's first game of patty cake, or who don't take the time to read their kid a book at bedtime. i just don't....it's beautiful. i wouldn't trade these times and moments for anything in the world. so if that means i'm not going to be at work all the time, and i'm not going to be able to buy fancy things so be it.
that being said i also don't mind the mom's who do have fancy things. NDM!
You're shamazing!!!<3
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