Tell All Tuesday

Now as far as I know, Tell All Tuesday is supposed to be a list of some sort... Like, List all the places you like to shop for clothes... Or list all of the websites you visit on any given day... Well, my thoughts turn to blonde moments... And the problem is, if I listed them all, I'd sit here all day, and only scratch the surface (This is assuming, of course, that I could even remember all of them...) SO, I'll just go this route - The #1 blonde moment of this past week... Maybe even month... Maybe even year!

I think it was last Tuesday... Rodney was going to be home from work soon, and I had two things that would "work" on the menu for that night... One was some sort of stir-fry chicken over rice... and the other was a rack of ribs that needed to be cooked soon, or else it'd expire in my fridge... I decided to go ahead and prepare both, and whatever was left over would be fine... leftovers.

Dinner went fine - We all ate the chicken and rice, the timer on the ribs soon went off, and I decided to let the ribs just sit in the oven for that extra 1/2 hour while the oven was cooling off, back down to room temperature.

The next day - I remember the ribs. How crazy is that?! I forgot to take them out - and think to myself - I wished I had just thrown them away to begin with, instead of spending the afternoon boiling, basting, baking, re-basting, re-checking... Anyhoo, they were as good as trash...Hold on, it gets better...

Fast forward to the end of last week... And the weekend, for that matter... Fast food was our friend. I think we've had Bojangles 3x in the last week... Throw in some Taco Bell, some McDonalds, and some Lean Cuisines, and you've got our less-than-perfect dinner menu... Fast forward to last night (6 days after the story began). The oven is on preheat for the FRIES I'm about to throw in on a cookie sheet (They would go perfectly with the made-from-scratch cheeseburgers that are about to be thrown on the grill)- I'm a serious cook, can you tell? Wait - What's that smell? MMMMMM... Kinda barbecue-saucey... Kinda like burning? No longer MMMMMMM.... More like... ucgh!!! There's even a little (gulp) SMOKE coming from the oven vent... Of course, when I see that, I am thinking "WHAT HAVE I DONE!? Have I COOKED A CHILD that had climbed in without my knowing it?!?"

Oh yeah. The RIBS of course. I laughed... a Margarette Laugh... And threw the week-old ribs in the woods. There's a happy bear out there somewhere, this morning. And a baking pan on my counter still soaking in the dish soap.