God, I Am an Idiot!

I say the above AT LEAST once a day. I would like to blame things like hormones, sleep deprivation, parenthood, star alignment, and so forth. However, I won't. I will proudly admit that there are just times when I am, in fact, an idiot. Take one minute ago. I decided some hot chocolate would be a nice accompaniment to checking out Facebook and potentially writing on my blog. Poured the milk into the mug and set the microwave for two minutes and thirty seconds. Somehow I pressed twenty-three minutes on the keypad and have for the last five minutes been wondering, "Why are two minutes feeling like five?" Well, the reason for that would be it was five minutes and I am an idiot.

 

My big "God, I am an Idiot" moment of the week occurred yesterday. I decided to clean out the junk drawers in my kitchen. While cleaning, I found the Use and Care Guide to the good cookware I got when John and I got married. After cooking with one of the pans from the set the other day, I realized why I stopped using them. Food stuck to the surface and it was a total bitch to clean. Upon unearthing my guide, I thought, "Cool, maybe I just need to re-season or something." I opened the guide and realized that for the last six years I have been using the pan completely WRONG! Apparently, the pan needs to be heated before even the oil is placed in it. Once the oil is poured in that too needs to be heated before the "real" cooking begins. Talk about wanting to take said pan and just pound it on my head a few times! I followed the guide's directions when making dinner that night and guess what? Nothing stuck. The pan even cleaned up with minimal effort.

 

Yes, I am an idiot!