If cavemen created fire...

Why can't I?

My night was going ok, my bf and I watched A Cinderella Story (seriously, there was nothing better on), I heated up some leftovers and cleaned the cat box.

Nothing unusual.

Then that little pyromaniac voice in the back of my head told me to light a fire. I told it, "ok!".

I know it's not really cold enough in Albuquerque to have a fire, but the nights are starting the get chilly and it didn't help that the cooler had been on high for a good portion of the day even when the temp had started going down.

Long story short, I spent 2 hours making the apartment smell like an ashtray, myself smell like a smoked ham and get a fire going for about 10 minutes total before completely giving up.

Oh well, at least it gave me a reason to go take a nice relaxing bath.

Me make good food, share recipe

Ok, so it's not really a recipe, it's more of a theory.

It's for a baked chicken and peach dish.
All you need are:
-chicken breasts
-fresh sliced peaches (or one large can of no sugar added sliced peaches, drained, if peaches are out of season)
-ground ginger
-ground cloves
-brown sugar
-splash of lemon juice

Preheat your oven to 350°F. In a lightly greased baking dish, layer the chicken breasts and peach slices. Sprinkle with brown sugar, ground ginger and cloves and pour about a tablespoon or two lemon juice over it all. Bake this for about 30 minutes, basting occasionally, until the juices run clear.

I thickened the sauce with a bit of cornstarch and water and served this with mashed potatoes and steamed broccoli.

This recipe works well if you add in a bit of ground cinammon or allspice also. I added some dried mint and it didn't hurt the flavor at all.

If you like a sweeter main dish, try this.

You may like it.

Ugh! Rescue me from my friends!

All I want is to go out and have no drama afterwards.

Maybe this is why I never want to go out with the girls anymore...

>_<


I think I'd be happy as a complete shut-in.

I need to stop thinking, it makes my brain hurt!

So, I've been talking to my baby sister recently and she's worried because she doesn't know what she wants to do when she "grows up" and how our other sister is in college and our cousins and everyone else on God's green earth!
Being the good brother I am, I comforted her by reminding her I was 5 years older than her and I wasn't in school and I still didn't know what I wanted to do for a living. (I guess she just assumed I loved working for CDS and Hastings so much that I would just keep them until I died!)

This got me really thinking though... What do I want to do when I grow up? @_@

Wow.

I don't know.

This is one of those things they never really help you with through grade school. All through elementary school, they tell you that you can be whatever you want to be.
A cowboy.
A princess.
An astronaut.
A Power Ranger.
The President.
These are all great to play pretend with, but when was the last time you looked at the job market for any of these careers? They're not really open fields.

Then you get into middle and high school and all of a sudden everyone's telling you that you need to decide what you want to be!

Just decide!

Doesn't matter that you don't know anything about anything!

Just make a choice!

No one tells you what's really out there, or what's involved in what you want to do or how to go about doing it. Just a lot of vague answers...
My favorite was: "Just go to college..."
"What college offers it?"
"You know, that one... in that one place... in that state over yonder!"
"Oh yeah, that one!"
*rolls eyes*

And this is where the fun comes in: Colleges.

It's ok though, you made up your mind, right? That must be what's right.

Or not.

I thought it would be great to go into school to study culinary arts because I enjoy cooking. This was not the same type of cooking I enjoyed. This turned out to be a very expensive mistake since I dropped out in the second semester. It just wasn't what I wanted to do after all.

Ok, so I made a decision, I tried and failed. No big deal, right?

Now what do I want to do though?

And how do I do it?

I change my mind about a dozen times a day.
I've thought about finishing up the culinary arts degree, but I love cooking as a stress reliever and don't think I could deal with starting in someone else's kitchen and their rules.
I've thought about becoming a massage therapist. That seems like it would be a rewarding career and a way to help people.
Maybe journalism? Thought about that a couple times in high school.
What about a mortuary technician? I've been watching a lot of CSI recently and working with living, breathing, annoying people makes me want to work with the dead. Too bad I have zombiphobia.

Maybe I'll just...

...

...Make up my mind later! >_<

Help!!