Down the Drain

If I were to host a blog carnival or meme (which I’m not) it would have to be on revealing or flaunting stupid mistakes, ’cause I do plenty of them.

I tend to be somewhat absentminded sometimes. That itself guarantees stupid mistakes are to follow. Like this, for example…

Thursday night I decided to be nice and make my husband something more interesting to take for lunch the next day than PB&J. So in all my resourcefulness/frugalness I was pretty pleased with myself to notice we had everything to make chicken fried rice, which I have made before and he likes. Leftover cooked rice (just the right amount), a cooked chicken breast in the fridge, a partial bag of frozen mixed veggies, soy sauce, sesame salad dressing, oil, and eggs.

So I stayed up late (yes, cooking after 9 pm is late for me) to whip up some freshly fried, white girl style chicken fried rice. I put it in the glass storage container and set it (lid off) on the counter to cool. Then I cleaned up the kitchen and headed to the other room.

Hmm… next morning, the chicken fried rice was still where I left it. I totally had forgotten to put it in the fridge before I went to bed. Now, usually I’m not a freak about eating leftovers, but I couldn’t feed it to my husband after it had been sitting out for 9 hours no matter how well it could be heated up! So down the garbage disposal it went…boo-hoo, what a waste. It was an entire 12 inch skillet’s worth. I hate wasting food. All my efforts literally down the drain. (Here’s where I should say I took it to compost, but really… yet another example of I’m just not there yet. Actually, I don’t even know if my husband would let me have a compost pile/bin/heap/whatever.)

Needless to say… my husband got PB&J. But at least he didn’t complain. He's usually ok with simple.