Lunch Adventure...

So there was some rice in the fridge at home that I was fixing because I couldn't use noodles with spaghetti sauce because of wheat content so I thought I'd use the rice instead and Steve was standing next to me grilling a cheese sandwich making fun of me by making comments that my rice looked gross and I said shut up because I don't have a choice since I'm not supposed to eat wheat until my doctors appointment to see if I'm allergic to it.

(big breath)

Then I heated up the rice separately from my sauce and when that was done I stuck the sauce in the microwave, started that and smelled the rice which didn't smell very good so I thought that if I tasted it before I joined it with the sauce and thought then that it wasn't good that I wouldn't have wasted the sauce too so I tasted the rice and it sucked!

(big breath)

I gagged on it and then spit it out in the garbage and rinsed my mouth out with orange diet soda and spit that in the sink and yelled "AAaauuuuuuggggg! That's nasty!!!" to Steve because he was upstairs now changing the air filter in the air conditioner and he yelled "What happened!?!" and in between my gargling orange soda and spitting into the sink the timer goes off on the microwave because the sauce is warm but now I have nothing to put it on and I answered “The rice is bad!” =(

(big breath)

So Steve comes down stairs and laughs a little more at my expense, flips his sandwiches and gives me a hug while smiling and I shove him away, called him something petty all the while trying to keep a straight face and acting hurt by his jabbing comments of knowing more than me on the subject of expired food which doesn’t phase me because I grew up in my parents house and lived to tell about it.

(big breath)

Now I’m in a predicament because I’ve got warm sauce, a hungry belly and nothing to put it on for the reason that my starchy base is now expired so I eye a potato (that’s a pun people) in the corner of my small kitchens counter and decide to cut that up, boil it, mash it up and try that with this beautiful doctored spaghetti sauce that my wonderful husband made a few days ago when we entertained a surprise guest from North Carolina who was up for the week end.

(little breath)

It was good.