I went into this weekend intending to be entirely housebound. I'm happy to report that was a resounding success. I envisioned relaxing in a clean house, candles lit, nowhere to be and nothing to do. My vision became a reality.
Since Friday night's weather was treacherous, I thought my plan was even more fitting.
Here's what I did.
AROUND THE HOUSE
I cleaned the top two floors Friday night like a robotic hausfrau so I'd have the rest of the weekend free to lounge. I also conquered Mount Laundry. Eight loads of just my stuff and household stuff, and it wasn't like I was behind. What the hell, laundry.
SOMEONE'S IN THE KITCHEN WITH DINAH
Coffee, eggs, and leisure on Saturday AND Sunday mornings. The eggs were fried on Saturday and scrambled with green onions on Sunday. I love a leisurely breakfast. MFD dabbled in breakfast at night - he made french toast at 10 p.m. on Friday.
Meatballs and sauce from scratch. I like to saute my onions and garlic in butter and then hit them with some red, red wine before adding my peeled plum tomatoes, crushed tomatoes, tomato paste, oregano, and basil. I was OUT of tomato paste. Thank God I had some in the freezer or my House Arrest Weekend would've been in jeopardy. For my meatballs: 1.5 lb meatball mix, 2 eggs beaten, milk, salt, pepper, parsley, grated onion, parmesan cheese, panko breadcrumbs. I baked them for a half hour at 350 and then plopped them in the sauce. Healthier and less mess than pan frying.
Then...it finally happened. After seven years of owning a pasta maker, WE MADE OUR OWN PASTA. It was easy and delicious and left us asking ourselves why we bought pasta, ever, and why it took us so long to do this. After we spent 10 minutes battling over the (very simple) recipe. We went with 2 cups of flower, 3 eggs beaten, and a teaspoon of salt.
We mixed the dough on the counter top, then ran it through the machine, adding flour when it stuck. It was really pretty cool. It went into a pot of boiling water for about four minutes, and it was ready. Simple pleasures, y'all. Please don't be jealous of my fabulous outfit and beauty queen appearance in this photo. I know it'll be hard.
Saturday Dessert: Good Humor Strawberry Shortcake bars. Come to mama.
Sunday soup: Tuscan soup. This made a shitload of soup. It's very good and healthy, but if I wasn't feeding a crowd, I'd definitely halve this next time. Here's your kitchen tip of the week - when you're making soup and have meat that comes in one of those styrofoam things, use it to hold the veggies you've chopped. Then you don't have to dirty another plate.
Blue cheese biscuits. The worst part of these was cleaning up the counter. They were pretty good, even though I burnt the ones on the bottom rack. You're supposed to eat these with honey, and I wasn't aware we were out. Balls.
Baked chicken. I tried a new marinade: 1/2 cup of white wine vinegar, 2 tablespoons mayo, 2 tablespoons lemon juice, 3 tablespoons Worcestershire sauce, 2 tablespoons of dijon mustard, 2 tablespoons of thyme, and some salt and pepper. I dashed the tops with paprika before baking. It was quite flavorful. A little bit dry, but that was operator error and nothing to do with the marinade.
Skinny potato casserole. I added two cups of cheese instead of one, and some ground mustard.
As you can imagine, I ran my dishwasher 472 times.
HEALTH & BEAUTY
I exercised on Saturday and Sunday. This is not the norm. Disregard the hole in the toe of my sneakers...while I did walk a few miles with ol' Leslie Sansone, I was too lazy to walk the two flights up to get my sneakers. I used my gardening sneakers instead because they live in the basement. They still work. I consider this a successful week: I went to the gym three times for three ass kicking 45 minute classes, and I worked out at home Monday, Saturday and Sunday.
I finished Teaching in the Terrordome and spent the rest of the weekend thinking about the inequality of education in this country. I also spent the rest of the weekend catching up on my magazines instead of starting on my next book to read, Defending Jacob.
On the screen:
- Shahs of Sunset - Why haven't I been watching this all along?
- Vanderpump Rules - insane drama.
- The Following premiere - I love you, Kevin Bacon. Even though your new show almost made me shit my pants.
- The Bourne Legacy - We are huge fans of the Bourne movies. I missed Matt Damon, of course, but I thought Jeremy Renner picked it up nicely. MFD kept saying Rennercat Rennercat RENNERCAT. I had no idea what the hell he was on about. After consulting google, I was pleased to see Jeremy Renner and Grumpy Cat side by side.
- Hart of Dixie - I wish I lived in Bluebell, Alabama. Except I hate excessive humidity.
- Criminal Minds - This may be jumping the shark. Someone is constantly dying, no UNSUB is taken alive, and nothing sustainably good ever happens to the team. Yawn. I wish the Doyle storyline was still going on. That was some good shit.
I spent a lot of quality times with my dogs and MFD. See below for how MFD wears his pants to clean up snow - jacked up to his armpits. Hilarious.
My inlaws came over for dinner on Sunday, and I spent a lot of time texting with my people. So while I was housebound, I was not totally off the radar.
MFD got an iPhone around 5 p.m. I think I've lost him for the next 24-48 hours.
Now, another week. A warmer week, praise the universe. I'm sick of this cold. Wah wah wah, call the wahmbulance, right?
Word to your mother.
Linking up with Sami and Leeann for Weekend Update