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This has been a week of Mondays! It started on…well Monday of course. And I’m ok with a bad day…but this week I have:
- Dropped my iPhone in a toilet…after a scary 2 hours or so it has somehow miraculously lived in tact
- Dealt with a sick husband (like vomiting, horribly sick…some sort of 24 hour bug)
- Left my laptop at home and had to drive all the way back from work to get it
- Fixed a lovely giant cup of coffee only to find someone had drank (drunk?) ALL THE CREAMER out of my office fridge (Brad and I work together, and we’ve been sharing with a girl across the hall as well…but dang!)
- Finally get my computer at work and the internet goes down (I am the website manager, kind of need that…)
That was just MONDAY. The rest of the week:
- Had an AWESOME interview…and didn’t get the job
- Reagan has been sick with a cough. No fever…but she’s definitely gone in to over-clingy mode. I can’t get anything done around the house.
- I found out our house hates us!
On that last note…our house (we rent) has an alarm system which is not connected to a service…but every once an awhile it will chirp at us. Usually at 1am. We get up, touch a button, it tells us something (like a status update or something, it’s 1am so I’m not really listening) and stops. Well, over the last couple of days, it started beeping more…and then finally, on Wednesday, it started beeping every 4 freakin’ hours! The best we could figure is that one of the motion sensors’ batteries is low. We had planned to call either the property management company or the home owner about this on Thursday. So, we get up at like 1am to stop the beeping, and the 5am. Brad did it at 1, so at 5 I go stumbling in to the laundry room…and hit the wrong button.
Instead of hitting the “Status Update” button, I hit the “Arm Sensors” button. So then it starts beeping and beeping…and then I tried to correct myself by hitting the “Disarm” button. It tells me “Please enter ID.”
I don’t know the ID.
And the alarm goes off. An alarm that is powered by the angels of Satan! The LOUDEST alarm on the entire planet lives in my laundry room.
So Brad’s jumping up, I’m running around like a crazy person…NOTHING will turn it off. Finally, I started calling the home owner. It’s 5am. Finally on the second call, he picks up. I’m basically trying not to cry at this point as a blubber in to the phone recounting what happened. He told us the code, and the screeching alarm from hell finally stops. At this point I’m basically having some sort of weird panic-attack like reaction…I have no clue why…my heart was racing, I had a horrible headache from the noise, I felt awful because it was all my fault of course.
Rea somehow slept through the whole thing.
It was later that day (yesterday) that I found out that I didn’t get the job that I had all but been told I was a shoe in for.
So yeah. But, last night we called the alarm company and disabled all beeps. Reagan is feeling a bit better, and today I found a pair of shoes that I thought I had lost in the move.
I call these my “boy shoes!” You can’t see it from this photo but it has a cute heel.
So yeah. The best thing of the week is that I never turned to food to soothe or cope with stress. I definitely thought about it. The worst I did was commiserate my not getting the job by having some shrimp moo shu, but not before looking up the nutritional info.
Anywho. You may be wondering what all this has to do with Sweet Potato fries…
I have been pinning recipes to a board on Pinterest of healthier food choices, and one of them was a “recipe” from Katie’s blog. I say “recipe” because there’s not really much to it. You can find the original recipe by following either of those links, but I’ll also re-post here just in case you’re too lazy to click.
Sweet Potato Fries
- 1 large sweet potato
- cooking spray
- salt & pepper to taste
Set the oven to ‘broil’ (mine has high and low, so I chose high).
Peel the sweet potato and slice into thin slices (about 1/4 inch).
Slicing them was the hardest part of the whole thing, lol. I need new knives…
Spray a baking sheet with the cooking spray, and then lay all the sweet potato pieces out on the sheet.
Spray the tops with a little cooking spray and then sprinkle generously with salt and pepper. (I used WAY too much pepper, and the result was that it seemed to kill some of the sweetness. I’ll probably nix the pepper totally next time)
One potato makes a LOT! Please excuse my well loved pan…
Put the sheet under the broiler until the tops start to darken, then flip them over and place back under the broiler.
It took about 12 minutes on each side for me, but I think it’s mostly due to my rack being too low. I didn’t realize it until the oven was already hot though. I think I’ll try this again next week and move the rack up.
Now, I’m the only one in the house that likes sweet potatoes (well, Rea like them, but in pureed form!), so I wasn’t able to eat the whole batch. They are a great, filling snack! So one potato should be good to last you for 2 days or more.
And there you go. Sweet Potato fries. I’m hoping to have something more delicious to post next week, but with the week I’ve had, I’m excited I still tried one new thing! The rest of my week included:
This was by far the hardest elliptical workout yet…
Taking care of the sweetest baby on the planet…
Signing up for a virtual 5k!
That is Katie’s Virtual 5k walk/run! Today is Katie’s birthday, and she’s hosting a 5k with her blogging friends to celebrate. I’ve got my bib printed and ready to go! Tonight Brad will be watching the rug rat, and I’ll be doing my first 5k in…2 years? Definitely not going for time, just to finish! Wish me luck! Oh, and if you want to participate, there’s still time to sign up. There are prizes from what I understand, and not just for best times, etc.
What about you? Making the fries this week made me wonder, has anyone tried dehydrating sweet potatoes? Any success?