I’m siiiiiiiiick. I’m also whining though the keyboard. I started to feel run down yesterday, but I attributed it to stress and allergies. I woke up this morning with a sore throat, cough, sore neck, sore arms, sore everything. I went to my 10AM class this morning because we have an exam on Friday, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open or anything in focus. I chalked up the rest of the school day as a loss and came back home to try to sleep it off until work. Fast forward a few hours and it’s 3:30, Justin calls and asks where I am, since I usually come to work early. Sleep had not chased whatever I have away, so here I am. At home, which is nice, but sick and miserable and feeling like a major baby. Boo.
I did accomplish one thing today, I made an amazing crock pot meatloaf and potatoes. I had no idea how it would turn out, so I didn’t take pictures to share, but I will when I make it again. Crock pot = new BFF.
I do have a recipe to share, although it’s so ridiculously easy I’m almost embarrassed to be proud of it, haha. I found myself with an abundance of ground beef that we pulled out of the freezer for the camp and never used, so it needed used up pronto. (Hence the meatloaf as well.) So I made a favorite of mine that I like to put a little spin on; Cheesy Beef Stroganoff!
This recipe is so easy, like I said. You can probably have it done in under 20 minutes, the longest part of the recipe is browning the meat. Here’s what you need:

  • 1 lb. ground beef (or turkey, pork, whatever)
  • About 8 oz Velveeta (you don’t want much more, or you over power every other taste with cheese, unless of course you like that!)
  • 2 cans cream of mushroom soup.
  • egg noodles, however much you want
  • chopped mushrooms (optional. I’m not a big fan but Justin loves them)
    Brown the beef, drain the fat/juices. Add about 3-3 cups of water and egg noodles, simmer until the noodles are done cooking. Add the cream of mushroom and chopped mushrooms and mix it all together. Once all that is heated up cut up the velveeta in little cubes and melt those in. And…that’s it. Seriously. This also makes enough to feed about a family of four for well under $10. I freeze half of what I make for some other time, but there’s only two of us, and as good as this stuff is, you can’t eat it more than two days in a row. haha. It’s seriously the best stroganoff recipe I’ve ever made, and I’ve tried crazy-complex ones that use cream of every vegetable ever and white wine and craziness. Go with this one if you are in the mood for stroganoff.
  • That’s about all I have in me tonight. Tomorrow I start my observation at a drug and alcohol rehabilitation center, which I’m really curious about! I think it will be an excellent learning experience. This weekend will be dominated by wedding stuff, and I have a mountain of homework to attend to. I am starting to see the light at the end of the school tunnel though, I can’t wait!

    I’ve been sick for an entire week now.  I am a germ factory complete with sore throat, sniffles, headaches, and joint pain!  I’m 22!  I shouldn’t have joint pain!  Ughh.  So to say the least, this weekend was basically boring and consisted of my sitting on the couch.  blah.  The worst part about being sick is that I remember when getting sick meant I could lay on the couch all day at home, didn’t have to go to school, didn’t have a job to worry about (or did have a job but could still call off/didn’t matter if I didn’t make any money)  My mom would always, always make me jello when I was sick, not so much as a remedy but just because jello is fun, and she would fuss over me because 1, she’s my mom, and 2, she’s a registered nurse.  I knew I was always in perfectly capable hands with nurse mommy.

    Now, obviously, I’ve entered the cold, cruel world of adulthood.  I have a big girl job now and can’t afford to miss work whenever I want, nor do I have an unlimited amount of days I can use to call off.  I get 10 vacation days a year and 5 sick days a year, both unpaid.   Justin gets a little bit more time off and he gets paid for it, so he can call off every once in awhile and it wouldn’t matter.  It’s rough sometimes, but you really can’t argue when you see the paychecks that are bigger than anything else I could be doing without a degree.

    Ohhh, one of these days I’ll have a job I like.  haha.  And I hope to be healthy again by Friday!  Justin’s taking me out to Pittsburgh for a double date with Bree and Vince.   We’re going to have dinner and a show in the cultural district, the show is called I Love You, you’re Perfect, Now Change.  It looks like an awesome show, and exactly what I’d like for my birthday, which is on the 30th.   I love the theater.  I don’t get to go nearly as much as I would like.  This is kind of why I think that as much as I want to have kids I think I can handle waiting couple more years so we can do all the fun things you can’t do when you have kids.   As long as I can keep my biological clock in check we’ll be juuuust fine.

    I’m dying.

    Not really, but my throat feels like sandpaper and it won’t let up! Seriously. It’s June. The weather has evened out and I should not be feeling like crap. Justin blames it on the humidity outside compared to our air conditioner being cranked up full blast during the night. Well damn. I just cannot win.

    Oh a much brighter note…TADA!:

    That’s right!  That’s my new baby!  We picked her up earlier this week.  I haven’t even had a chance to ride it yet though, I had to go to work =(   This is actually 1 of a pair of quads we bought.  Lori got one that matches this one exactly, so we’re twins! haha.  Justin and I will be heading over to John and Lori’s house Saturday to work on them and ride them, I seriously cannot wait.

    This week has gone on forever,  and I think my to-do list is about a mile long and not getting any shorter.  I’m tankful for Justin, who lights a fire under my ass and gets me moving on the major things, like paying bills. haha.

    Tomorrow I’m actually off from my morning job, I just have night job from 5-11, but I’ll probably stick it out until 12.  I’m so glad it’s almost the weekend.