Excersizing

So if you could kindly refer back some posts ago you would see one of my goals was some ditty about going to the gym more (and if it actually wasn't, it should have been). For the past months, I've been trudging my booty to the gym at 10 in the morning. Yes, I know that is like the middle of the day but when one of your gym friends is seven months pregnant that's what happens. It also happens that she kicks your butt, but that's another embarrassing story and I trangress. We've been doing the elliptical machine for two plus months now. I, on like level 20 out of 25 levels, go for about 30 minutes depending if there's anything good on tv. I've been pretty proud of myself. Going to the gym, getting out of the house. It's the little things that become accomplishments when you aren't working. But again I trangress.

The other day, when I went with my friend who is not pregnant there weren't two open elliptical machines. Working out at the gym isn't the top priority for us, talking is. So the elipticals were obviously out. We decide to work it out on the treadmills. We go to the very end of the whole line of them, way off in the corner where you can't see the tv and no one is near us. Ten minutes later we finally get the stupid machines started (there are way more buttons on a treadmill than an elliptical). I'm just walking along, adjusting my speed/incline, watching Rachael Ray when my friends teadmill starts squealing. Loudly. Every freakin' turn. It's basically screaming to the entire gym.. hey look at those girls. It's embarrassing so I turn Rachael Ray up so I can pretend I have no idea why they are staring. She (my friend, not Rachael Ray) changes treadmills and I'm so relieved I decide I really should run on this treadmill.

Good idea except I can't remember the last time I ran. I do remember that I hate running and that Rick always makes fun of how I run. So no pressure, just increase my speed a little, turn the volume up so I don't miss a single addition of EVOO and go. And then my treadmill goes ka DUNk, kadunk, Kadunkadunk....continuously for every single part of my 1.25 miles. At frist I nerviously try and push buttons to fix it. Kadunk, kadunk. It doesn't work. Then it dawns on me. It asked me to put in my weight and I lied. That must be it. ka dunk. The treadmill isn't adjusted to me being three pounds heavier. kadunk. Obviously. kadunk. Except 1.5 seconds later I realize that's the stupidest thing I have ever heard. Oh well. kadunk. kadunk. Turn up the volume. kadunk. Rachael Ray is still on and boy, is she looking heavy. kadunk. Finally, my ordeal is over, my knees are weak, my legs are sore and my hearing is shot.

That is my day at the gym.

Then I found twenty dollars.

I really didn't but if I did the story might be better.

Post # 347

Oh, is this not post #347? Darn. I must have miscounted. But this is the best post ever. Almost.

Three reasons why this is the almost the best post ever

Reason #1: It is about food
Reason #2: It was already written. I'm copying an email I just wrote to my sis-in-law.
Reason#3: It is about Mexican food, which is my favorite next to Italian, Thai, Japanese. Oh and Greek.

Reason #1 is almost the best post ever: Copying into blogger sucks. Big time.

But hold on to your horses. Here we go......

Chicken Enchiladas

Filling:
1 tbl. butter/margarine
2 tbl. minced onion
1 clove garlic, chopped, pressed or grated
2 chopped tomatoes
2 c chopped chicken
salt/pepper to taste

Melt butter in large saucepan. Brown onions and garlic, add tomatoes
and simmer 5 minutes. Add chicken, salt and pepper and simmer 20
minutes.*

Other stuff:

12 corn tortillas
5 oz can chopped green chiles
1 lb shredded monterey jack cheese
4 chicken boullion cubes
1 pint half and half

soften tortillas in microwave for about 30 seconds (or can dip in hot
oil to soften**). Put a spoonful of chicken mixture in each tortilla.
Sprinkle with cheese and chilies. Roll up and fasten with a
toothpick.*** Arrange in 9x12 baking dish, top with remaining cheese
and chilies. Warm half and half in small saucepan. Dissolve boullion
in that and then pour over enchiladas. bake at 350 for about 25
minutes or until cheese is melted and inside is bubbly.

* I don't ever measure this stuff but just throw a bunch of everything
in there and cook in down a lot. Oh and I had about a 1/2 teaspon of
cumin powder.
** I would just call this frying. I am just repeating word for word
what my mom wrote. I just use the microwave.
*** Whoops, I never use toothpicks either. And I add chopped fresh
cilantro here. It's why mine are better than my mom's. Shhhhhhh!

This is supposed to feed six. In our house it feeds us. The two of us. And is the lunch for whoever gets there first.

Now for the spice of life:

(okay, blogger, seriously....you're going to make me retype all of this? I hate you.)

Rick's Salsa (I'm giving him credit though it is my recipe...I mean, my mom's)

1 (14 oz) can diced tomatoes
1 small can Rotel
3 green onions, chopped into large pieces
1 tbl minced garlic, or 2 gloves
1 large jalepeno, deveined and deseeded (or not if you like it really spicy)
cilantro
lime juice

Throw all this stuff into a blender, cilantro last. Say "ok, I made the salsa" and walk away without turning it on. 30 minutes later let your wife (or husband) look at blender and say,"I thought you made the salsa," listen to significant other say, "I did." Sigh. Turn blender on high until it is all mushed together. Eat with a lot of chips and let the forgetful significant other take the credit for making it. Heck, even let him (or her) call it his salsa.

This makes quite a bit so have a gigantic bag of chips. Or you can freeze it. I did that and it turned out ok, I think. I can't remember if we ate it or not though.

Good luck!!

PS. Can I come to dinner?

PPS. Blogger sucks.

The End.

laziness

I'm sure I'm just dying to see what I've written for this next exciting post. But there isn't one. Sure I thought of several things I could write about. I even thought, man that would be an excellent post. But then I didn't do it. Because I'm lazy.