Have a laugh...at my expense

So I was going to post some pics the other day and nothing worked right....including me. And after today, I see there's still truth in that statement.



Moving to the country has well, made me a bit of a country girl. By that, I mean I learned to make my own tomato sauce with our homegrown tomatoes. And while I thoroughly enjoy the experience, it's a rather time consuming process.



Not wanting to waste a single bit of that effort, I froze a bucket-load of my yummy sauce...some in smaller containers, but one gigantic one. In fact, it's so big, that in order to make room for the huge amount of shopping I did this weekend, I had to remove it from the freezer and let it defrost in the fridge.



Here we are today.

As busy as my day was today, there was no friggin way I was going to not use that sauce....nor did I want to "waste it" on some simple pasta. So I decided on a veggie lasagna. Problem was that I had nothing but the sauce. But hey, I was determined.



So at my short lunch break today, I skipped out on half my sandwich and went grocery shopping. I bought all the necessary ingredients, from cheeses to veggies, and kept it cold in an insulated bag to hold me over till after work.



I came home tonight, buckled down (with a poured glass of wine), and made what just might be one of my best, homemade lasagnas ever. As I put on the finishing touches, I popped it into the oven with a big smile on my face. Mission accomplished....



Or was it?



I'm thinking about the ONLY reason this lasagna might be lacking in any way, would be due to using that stupid store-bought tomato sauce. But hey, I had to suck it up because it's no longer tomato season and anyway...



WHAT?



That's right, I completely forgot to use my defrosted homemade sauce.




::::::::::pausing for laughter:::::::::::::::::::

And here's another little ditty for ya:



Before the supermarket, I stopped in Rite Aid for a couple of things. At one point, a girl comes out of a room and lets out one of the biggest belches I've ever heard (at least from a woman). Ok so clearly she didn't know I was standing there, but right after the nasty noise, she made eye contact with me and continued walking past me without so much of an apology or an "excuse me". And she worked there!!



Just at that moment, I notice the antacids in the aisle. I decided to pick up a box and when I saw her (hopefully in front of another employee), I was going to hand it to her and say, "Hey, thought you might need these".



Don't ya know, not only did I never see her again...I forgot all about it and am now the proud owner of some antacids that I accidentally purchased.





Hey, if the lasagna is awful with that crappy sauce, I just may need them.