What’s for Dinner {September 5, 2013}

If you are new here, read my first What’s for Dinner post to get filled in on what the heck’s going on around here. If you have been to this rodeo before, let’s get to business.

Well friends, if last Thursday and this Thursday are any indicator of how this little ‘posting about our dinner’s’ adventure is going to go, I may need to quit while I’m ahead alive.

Let’s start in the beginning: This morning I woke up at 4:00 am with insane allergies. Rag weed hates me and my allergies have been bothering me for over a week now, but for some reason they came on with a vengeance in the night. I took an Allegra and tried my best to go back to sleep.

The kids had the day off  of school today and since we have been going like crazy lately, I decided against doing anything away from the house. I thought it sounded nice to have a quiet day at home. Plus, I had a few organizational projects in mind that I have been wanting to get done.

One of which was cleaning out the Pantry. The Pantry is where I found two quart jars with about an inch or so of hardened honey in the bottom of them. I thought it was a good idea to get the honey back to a liquid form and use it to make some more Granola Bar Bites. Instead of putting them in a pot of hot water to soften, I opted for the fast method and decided to put them in the microwave. The first one melted quickly and then it was the second ones turn.

I put it in for one minute and ran down stairs to get some laundry out of the dryer. Thatcher (my 5 year old) yelled down to me that it was still “weely ard” (really hard) so I told him to push 3, 0, 0 and then start on the microwave. I knew I should go check to make sure he hit the right numbers, but I really wanted to hurry and get a few things hung up before they got wrinkled. It would just take a second.

Well, apparently I got distracted and about 7 or 8 minutes later I realized I was smelling a weird sweet smoke smell. I ran upstairs to see my entire kitchen engulfed in yellow smoke and it was billowing out of the microwave that still had about 20 minutes left on the timer!

“AHHHHH,” I ran over and pushed cancel, then I opened it, which was really stupid and also let more of the crazy yellow smoke pour out. I hurried and closed it again. The smoke was so thick I was seriously about to pass out. I got to the back door and opened it. The kids had heard me scream and came running from the basement. Thatcher was crying and saying “it all my ault” (It’s all my fault) Conner thought the whole house was on fire and was freaking out.

I told them it was okay, just lots of smoke. Conner ran to open the front door and living room windows and then ran upstairs and grabbed the fan out of his room. I was sitting by the open door trying to get the ability to breath back. All of the sudden I hear people screaming “Are you okay?” “Are you okay?” The two garbage men who were half way down the block had seen all of the smoke billowing out of my back door and had come running to our rescue because they thought our house was on fire. Fun Morning!

This is what half a cup of honey turns into when it is microwaved on high for 10 minutes. Don’t try it, it really stinks and I am pretty sure my brand new microwave will never be the same. Boo!

Okay, so lets revisit the allergy situation. I was already sneezing and blowing my nose every five seconds before my house filled with smoke. Add in the burnt honey smoke wafting through the house and forget about it, I was a complete mess all day. It got so bad I took another Allegra, even though it hadn’t been anywhere near the 12 hours you are supposed to wait between dosages,  hoping to get some relief.  There was a 30 minute period, when I was sitting on my favorite chair talking whining to my mom about my horrible allergies, where they actually seemed to let up a bit.

Somewhere between sneezing fits I called my husband and informed him that me cooking dinner was NOT HAPPENING!

Dinner tonight was him and the kids at Bob Evans with the free kids meal cards the boys got from the library, while I sat at home eating about a dozen of these delicious Chewy Chocolate Mint Oreo Cookies….they are really good medicine for rag weed allergies and mom’s who have had crazy mornings.

Just in case you have never seen anyone suffering from insane allergies…..here you go. You can thank Thatcher. Of all days, he chose today to beg to take pictures of mom.  As embarrassing as this is, I am posting these, because hey, you guessed it, THAT’S REAL LIFE! Red nose and all!

Keep it Real!

And if anyone even thinks about pinning those pictures of me, I will hunt you down!