Random things NEVER happen to me

I have always said that random things never happen to me...until recently. Actually today seems to be the most random day I have ever had.

First off, my ex boyfriend accused me of stealing golf balls from him today. Not even golf balls that are good for golfing. Golf balls that have holes drilled in them and are tied to another golf ball. They are for some game I have never played in my entire life-nor do I have the desire to. Now the other part of this game is some sort of contraption made out of PVC pipe, which when I moved him out, I specifically remember taking back. Now the golf ball part-I don't remember moving, but WHY WHY WHY would I have kept the golf balls and not the rest of the game. I swear-I just don't get him. BUT, I am not going to get into him on this blog.

Secondly, my door bell rang at around 5:30 scaring the heck out of me. I wasn't expecting anyone, and the guy on the other side of the door I definitely didn't know. Good thing I have my 150lb dog here to scare the heck out of anyone. So I open my door with my guard dog by my side, and the guy asks me if I have a bathroom scale. Weird, I know. He said he had a pet that was sick and the vet needed to know how much the pet weighed, so he needed a scale. He also said that he lived two doors down and that he would bring it right back. So, I gave him my scale. Sure enough, about 30 minutes later he brought back my scale, said thank you and told me and Rosco to have a good night.

Because I am a country girl living in the big scary city, my mind starting wandering as soon as I shut the door when he came the first time. Do you think he was trying to get a look inside my house so he could break in later when he brings the scale back? Or maybe he was going to check the memory on the scale to see how much drugs he has to give me when he comes back to kidnap me (did I mention I live one block away from Kelsey Smith's parents). Then when he brought the scale back I started wondering if maybe he embedded a camera in the scale so he can watch me in the bathroom (now this would be a big disappointment when he discovers that I shower at work and not at home).

Now maybe I should mention that I have freaked out the whole time I lived in my duplex because it doesn't have a wall between the two sides in the attic. For some reason I have just always thought that someone would crawl over to my side and put cameras in. Although, they would have to be 5 foot even and 100 lbs to fit through the hole in the top of my closet.

So, do these crazy paranoid thoughts cross anyone else's mind? Or am I just that freaked out about living in the city?

So onto less random things..... This is what I had for dinner tonight

Taco Soup

1 lb hamburger
1 onion, chopped
1 large can chili beans
1 can corn
1 can rotel
1 can tomato sauce
1 package taco seasoning
shredded cheese
sour cream
fritos

Brown hamburger and onion, drain. Add beans, corn, rotel, sauce, and seasoning. Bring to boil, then reduce heat to simmer, stirring occasionally. Simmer at least 5 minutes, or until you are ready to eat. Then crush some fritos in the bottom of a bowl, and pour soup on top. Top with more fritos, a WHOLLOP of sour cream, and shredded cheese.



Whallah-dinner is served. Talk about a 30 minute meal!

Youch-that one hurt a little!

So I just got home from a doctor's appointment, and needless to say-it wasn't very much fun. I got the first of three lubrication shots in my knee. Holy cow-talk about painful.
Going in, I was worried mostly about the needle they would be using to put this stuff in my knee, because they actually have to put this stuff IN YOUR KNEE. I envisioned a huge 3 inch needle that nightmares are made of. However, I understood that they would deaden the knee before they put it the big injection (mostly because that is what it said in the brochure they gave me). Wrong-O. Well, the nurse informed me otherwise, and I prepared myself for the huge needle coming at me and then the pain being gone once the needle was in. Wrong again.
The needle that they used wasn't really all that bad, maybe 1 1/2 inches-and the needle going in didn't really hurt all that much. Mostly because my knee is mostly numb anyways after 3 surgeries. However, then came the actual injection. I am not real sure, but I think I might have said one or two not so nice words when that happened. Oh well, I suppose my doctor has heard me say a few choice words before-like when I woke up from surgery without a nerve block OR any pain medication. I swear it felt like he had just hammered a splinter into my knee and left it there.
Then, of course he decides to tell me that if I happen to have an allergic reaction to this stuff-they go in with another needle and syringe and try and suck all the injection out. I really don't know what I have gotten myself into here. So, one down two to go-I'm hoping the next one won't hurt as much-but I guess I will find that out on Wednesday.
In other news, I am hoping to get some work done on this blog tomorrow-to bring myself up and into the blogging world!

Why am I doing this?

Well, here it is, my first blog! I just LOVE reading other people's blog, so why not start one of my own? Hmmm, what could I talk about? Pretty stumped about that one-so it could be a rough few posts. But I suppose it will come.
One thing I do love is to cook and bake so today I will start with the recipe I am making for supper.

Amish Casserole
1 1/2 lbs of hamburger
1 medium onion
2 cans tomato soup
1/3 cup of brown sugar
Salt and pepper
12 oz egg noodles
2 cans cream of (whatever you chose) soup
Lots and lots of American cheese slices
Brown burger and onion, add tomato soup, brown sugar, salt, and pepper.
Cook noodles and mix with cream of (whatever) soup.
In a baking dish put 1/3 of the sauce in the bottom, cover with half the noodles, cover top with American cheese slices. Layer other half of noodles, then sauce, then cover with cheese again.
Bake in a 350 oven for 30 minutes.
Mmmmm-good for you, NO! But comfort food, YES!
Tonight I ran out of cheese slices, so I had to use shredded cheese for the top layer. I just pulled it out of the oven and the shredded cheese looks kinda crispy-so I guess we will have to see how it turns out this way.
Well, as excited as I am about starting this blog, I am even more excited about eating some supper-so that's it for now!