Till your eyelids crack open and you read the clock on the other side of the bedroom, its bright red lights displaying 5:28 am. If you care to know, that is 32 minutes before my darn alarm starts screaming at me to get up.
From there the mad dash around the house in search of one of the girls' lost shoes begins. Every day before school we have to have a search party to find a shoe that was taken off not even 12 hours ago. No matter what we always have one that runs away at night. I'm pretty sure it's looking for a new home with fewer females in it...
For some reason eating breakfast is not important. Yet my child, whose been accepted into a school program can remind me more than 50 times that I must volunteer on Thursday. Apparently, it's a life or death situation. Please bring death... I love my kids and I do everything I can for them... But, Holey Moley! You see, I'm not the most social person in the world. That's why I love food! It talks to me, but only I can hear it... And surprisingly, we work well together.
My thoughts wonder to dinner tonight and suddenly I hear a CRASH... Jumping to see what on earth made the noise. I find my youngest daughter standing next to a canister of cereal, my floor covered in a multitude of colored loops. I just tell her to sweep it up. Moments later I'm almost laid out by speed racer (my oldest daughter) who was in a hurry to grab her earrings for school.
Who knew dinner was so hard, right? Not me...
Today you get pictures of my dinner. It's never anything fancy, to me. I don't even know how I might show you the way things should be prepared, but that's the beauty of me. I have always done things my very own way.
The hardest thing about being a mom and a wife of picky eaters, you find yourself in ruts... Eating the same things on the same night every week. Nasty, nasty! I can't do it. So, I started with Facebook and little videos I thought looked good. I would show them to my rug rats and go from there. What do you know...
Not all were a hit. Some were so gross the neighbor's dogs wouldn't eat it... Even I know that's bad. Then my best friend showed me Pinterest. It's practically the same stuff, but I found tons of holiday recipes to test on my poor family! Don't worry, I will get pictures of that.
I know... Enough talking to myself like a crazy person. Let me walk you through tonight's dinner. Please, don't ask how much do you... I never measure anything. Fair warning, if your OCD and need measurements please turn around, don't drown. I have never killed anyone yet, a few near misses, but they all came back for seconds.
Well folks, we made it through another dinner without harm! I must be doing something right. Don't tell my friends they may be right about my cooking, okay it's our secret. I know you are probably wondering, just like my 8-year-old, what's for dinner? Let me put you out of your misery. Without further ado...
Taco Soup with Elbow Mac
Ingredients:
- 2 lbs lean ground beef
- 1 can of corn
- 1 can of diced tomatoes
- 1 can of beans (of your choosing)
- 1 C. of salsa
- 1 package of taco seasoning
- 1-2 C. of elbow macaroni
To begin heat up a skillet. This part is crucial, always season your meat. If you miss this step it will be bland no matter what you add, I promise. Brown up your meat; drain off any excess grease.Once it's been browned you are ready for what we call the "dump stage" of the recipe (my girls' favorite part). Just start pouring all your canned goods into the skillet with the already drained meat. Add two or three cans of water. I find it easier just to use one of the empty cans. Plus, it's fewer dishes... Who doesn't want that?
Lastly, season to your taste! I love garlic so I can be heavy with it, but you may like more salt or pepper. That's the beauty about cooking vs baking. It's forgiving and lets us have our own way... Let your mixture simmer 30 to 45 minutes before adding the uncooked pasta. Once the pasta is in you'll be eating within 10 to 15 minutes.
And voila...
Enjoy!!
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