Rosalinda came on Thursday. On Thursdays I go to the church from 2-3. When Rosalinda told me she would be here at 8:00, I asked her how long it would take. She said 8:00. I figured she didn't understand what I was asking and just let it be. I calculated it all and figured if she got here at 8:00, she'd probably be finished by 12:00 or 12:30. She got here a little after 8:00 and started at the bar. When she was still at the bar at 9:30, I decided to email the church and let them know I was stuck at the house. This whole time, as much as I wanted to plop on the couch, I did laundry. On about my fourth load, I came from my bedroom through the kitchen and smelled the oven cleaner. Not my favorite scent but at least it was getting done. A little later I walked through to see everything out of the refrigerator, on the island and Rosalinda scrubbing in the fridge. Fast forward to 7:30, everything was done and she's DEFINITELY coming back. I offered her Cokes every once in a while but she was busy and never even stopped for a lunch break. Next time I think I'll pick a day other than Thursday.
Yesterday I tried making lobster for the first time. Cosme and Eric liked it. I had a bite but I'm not a fan of lobster. Shrimp is my seafood limit.
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| Surf and Turf with baked potatoes and roasted asparagus with mushrooms |
Like I was saying, they liked it. I grilled it with some siracha butter I mixed up. Eric had his plain and Cosme had his with lemon and chives.
Today I'm making shrimp and grits. Would there be a better way to follow that than with bread pudding? Did you say "no"? Then I agree. So I have my fresh French bread torn up and now I'm ready to make and eat dinner. This is going to be a long day...
FYI, I've been doing this blog for 7 years and I just realized I could add captions under my pictures. LET THE CAPTIONING BEGIN!
