Yesterday around 3:30 p.m. Eastern Time I lost hold of my senses. Someone should have tried to stop me from what I was about to do, but, only my husband was home and he was napping. And so, I was left on my own. Ahhhhhhhhhhh.
In my infinite wisdom yesterday, since hubby decided we should use his mechanic whom he knows, is friends with and trusts, for the inspection on Monday, as he's not open on weekends, I took my car just up to the bank and, yeah, don't laugh, THE SUPERMARKET - I told you I lost my senses. My thought process, I've been driving around like this for three months, never got stopped, what's a few more days, what are the chances.
I'll get to the stir fry, promise. Leading up to it was definitely an adventure.
So, I head out. Mind you, the supermarket and bank are right near one another, about a half mile from my home. They are across the street from each other. I pull into the bank parking lot. Not only is there a line inside going out the door but there's a line wrapped around the building for drive through. Holy cow, are they giving money away? To boot, there's a police officer in his car in the lot. I "casually and inconspicuously" scoot out of there, if he sees my expired inspection, I will get a ticket. Ok, so I go next door to the pharmacy, I need to pick up something for work, a book. Amazingly, there's a cop in that lot too. Seriously. I scoot out of there too.
Now this never, ever happens. What's going on. I dodged four cops and figured, best to get out of this town. I drive across town to a neighboring town and go to a supermarket there; I gave up on the bank thing, I'll get the cash I need on Monday and use my card at the market. No cops. Ahhhhhhh.
I felt like I was playing rough tackle in the supermarket. The chip aisle, forget it, you couldn't get down it. The meat case was three people deep, I had to wait on line to get near any of the meats. Talk about crowded. Then I remembered, oh geeze, tomorrow is Super Bowl, duh,. no wonder it's a madhouse in here. By 5:45 my cell phone went off. It was hubby, asking where in the world I was and what was taking so long.
I don't know what happened, I left. There were no murders or severe injuries reported on the local news station, so, I'm assuming it didn't go too badly. I assume they yelled, cursed, pointed and waved there arms a bit more and then either someone intervened or one of them gave up and it ended. Who knows. It couldn't go on too long, it was damn cold out there, we would have found them in the local ER suffering from frostbite.
What an adventure for some groceries. After helping hubby to unload the car and putting everything away, I had to take a break. I'd been through a war zone, at least it felt that way. Around 6:30 or so I tackled the stir fry. The stir fry itself is quick and easy, but, sometimes, getting the ingredients to make it is harrowing.
And now... the stir fry recipe.
slivered chicken breast
frozen stir fry of your choice
oil of your choice
rice of your choice
Coat the bottom of a pan with a small amount of oil. Add chicken and stir fry. Cook on high, stirring often until chicken is cooked through and veggies crisp up. Cook rice. Place stir fry mixture over rice, top with sour cream and salsa. Enjoy. Quick, easy, no mess, no fuss. Perfect for a cold, lazy Saturday night!
If you have any questions, want tips or would just like to chat, feel free to email me at Reenepisi56@gmail.com!
Super Bowl Sunday...
sausage and potatoes and peas
escarole and beans
pork sauce (gravy)
turkey meatballs with spaghetti squash
brisket in the crockpot
egg whites with ham and cheese and salsa
zucchini and eggs
stuffed chicken cutlets and mashed cauliflower
meatloaf and mashed sweet potatoes
sausage, peppers and onions in a red sauce