Due to Norman and the state of Oklahoma turning into a winter wonderland yesterday, I had the day off thanks to our conscientious university president, David Boren. At first when I woke up to find no freezing rain, I shook my head and wondered why school was cancelled. But as I slowly made my way to the kitchen to make a cup of coffee and proceeded to enjoy 2 full, uninterrupted hours of my favorite morning show, CBS This Morning, I began to be okay with not having to rush into the shower and off to work. I sipped my coffee in peace and eventually thanked President Boren for the unexpected day off. After catching up on a few of my recorded shows like Downton Abbey, I decided to flip on over to Netflix. One of the first suggestions that came on the screen was Elsa & Fred. I clicked to read more though it didn’t take me long to want to watch. As if the sweet, romantic plot wasn’t enough, here is the list of main characters: Christopher Plummer, Shirley MacLaine, Marcia Gay Harden and Christopher Noth. Need I say more? I have always been a sucker for romantic comedies and good dramatic movies and this certainly met my expectations. I won’t spoil the movie but here’s the gist: Elsa (played by MacLaine) befriends her new neighbor (Plummer) by getting him out of his apartment and brings him out of his crusty-like appearance. The two end up being great companions for each other and falling in love. I would highly encourage you to watch it sometime. The acting is great, plot is good and cast…well, they’re all award-winners so you can’t go wrong there.
Oh, and a shout out to my friend Betsy who has a movie blog of her own. I certainly don’t have the vast knowledge she does of movies. You should check out her list of suggestions and critique of movies.
I hate to cook. It is an act that tends to require some sort of creativity. Well, not even that, it requires one to have a plethora of ingredients on hand (and by plethora, I mean variety). If anyone were to see the lack of food inside my pantry or refrigerator, they would be ashamed. Naturally, I love to eat…just prefer not having to devise the meal (nor make it) myself.
As I am typing this, I am watching yesterday’s episode of The Pioneer Woman (with Ree Drummond). Every time I watch her show, a part of me (rather small part mind you) gets an interest to cook. She makes it look so darn fun and easy. Don’t mind the fact that she has a huge kitchen, fresh vegetables ….and her own show…and cookbook….oh and you might have heard of her blog. Anyway, back to me….so it’s the lack of motivation to put any effort into being creative with my meals. Ugh, very boring and frustrating to eat the same meals over and over.
Tonight was fortunately an exception. I made stew…well, sort of made it. I’m one of those clueless people who go down the aisles of grocery stores having no idea what I’m doing. For whatever reason, I got the idea in my head that I wanted to make stew. Fine, whatever…simple enough. I make my way over to the area with packaged meats. I see a package of long strips of meat. Hmm, that looks good….oh wait, that says fajita meat. Small chunks of meat catch my eye–and it says Stew Meat on the label. Bingo. That was easy. Now, um, what else goes with the meat….right-sauce. Fast forward, and I check out with stew sauce mix (love when it’s right there on the package for cooking-challenged people like me), meat, some Ozarka water and package of frozen vegetables. I don’t have patience for slicing the potatoes and all that. I should, but I don’t. I get home and unload the bags. I scan the directions for the sauce….notice I said scan as reading directions completely doesn’t run in my family. My “concoction” turned out okay…a little salty but not bad. Of course, I’m the opposite of my Mom and only use one pot….a crock pot. I threw the ingredients in there and kept checking on it. Seeing as how I like to see glass half full, it was not a sandwich or anything from a fast food restaurant…so on that note, it was a success. But I don’t anticipate Ree calling me anytime soon for the recipe.
Until my next attempt at cooking…
Helpless in Norman