Keeping Things Interesting In The Kitchen

Well, I must admit that I haven’t blogged because we have been extremely boring lately. We haven’t done anything but work, float in the pool, make margaritas and just relax. There isn’t much to write so that is why I haven’t, but tonight gave me something to write about. Tonight for dinner we were having a frozen pizza and a side salad. This is one of our more favorite meals because it’s very quick and easy. Andy was looking forward to this frozen pizza because it’s the first frozen non-organic pizza we have eaten in many, many months. I figure I would get dinner together since Andy always does it. I was pretty proud of myself because I have made dinner for three nights in a row now and anyone that knows us understands how much of an achievement that is. So, the salads are made and our pizza was just finishing up rotating on the Pizzazz machine when I took it off to put it on the cutting board. I asked Andy to cut it since he was standing right there and I was finishing up putting the veggies away from the salad. Next thing I hear “Jaimi, blah, blah, aaaah, blah, blah, aaaah, what’s wrong with you?” Something to that affect. Apparently, when I put the pizza on the pizzazz machine that I have used a thousand times I did not remove the cardboard from the bottom of the frozen pizza. Ooops! At least that explained the light smoke that was coming from below the pizza when I removed it. I thought that was a little weird, but of course I ignored it. Anyway, the way Andy reacted to my ooops you would have thought I burned the house down or killed Andy’s dog. Geez, did he overreact! After he was done whining I was able to remind him that this was just pizza and not something that was life or death…he apparently didn’t agree with me. I got out the metal spatula so he could peal the pizza away from the card board and save our dinner. Once the pizza was scraped away and rotating safely back on the Pizzazz machine Andy only started to calm down once he realized it was just food. Of course I had to hear about how hungry he was while we waited another 10 minutes for the bottom of the pizza to cook. Here, I thought our lives were boring and there was nothing to write about. Leave it to me to keep things interesting.