Saturday Off

After stretching my personal time last night I needed extra sleep time to accomodate that. It was eight proper when I finally stirred. I didn’t charge right out of bed either. I lingered for at least a half hour, enjoying the change in routine. When I was good and ready I sauntered across the house to my office and fired up my computer, my personal computer. I had some Musings drafts to publish and I wanted to get back to my MSC challenges. Once I’d got a Musing up, reviewed a few more drafts and caught up in my MSC world I found my way to the kitchen and made a great breakfast. Actually, before I started that culinary project I washed and chopped a bowl of carrots and celery. I cut up two chicken breasts into same size chunks. While the chorizo sausage for my breakfast was browning I dumped two containers (910mL) of reduced sodium chicken broth and one litre of water into my soup pot and turned the heat to max. I added the eggs to the pan of chorizo and later a dash of shredded cheese. I rolled up the resultant mixture with a liberal handful of cheese and some diced jalapeno, the last of pickled jalapeno jar. At this point I dumped the veggies and a liberal amount of kosher salt into the soup pot and knocked the heat back to an aggressive simmer. Turning back to breakfast, I wrapped everything up and put them into a preheated (400F) air fryer for seven minutes, turning halfway. I was careful to put them seam side down, otherwise it turns into something weird and very messy. On the soup front, I let the veggies boil away for almost fifteen minutes (until softening) before adding a handful of rice. Five minutes later I added the chopped chicken and a healthy dose of fresh ground black pepper. I turned the heat to the absolute minimum and sat down to enjoy breakfast. A shockingly short amount of time later I removed the soup from the heat.

I had to sample the soup but forced myself to wait a bit after such an amazing breakfast. The soup was still steaming over an hour later. It was perfection. I seasoned it correctly this time and adding the rice toward the end was a key step in avoiding a starchy mess like last time. [edit: From the future I can confirm the soup stayed more normal.] I returned to my computer and progressed on publishing Musings drafts. I prefer to do this daily but with the intensity of the last week I had to improvise. For a break in the activity I walked up to get the mail. I am expecting my fifteen year prize, it was supposed to be delivered with signature on Friday but nothing happened. I had a couple of packages at the mail box and a few bills. I carted it home. Turns out Theodore Complete sent me something but it was coated in glitter. Well played. I left the package unwrapped under the tree, not sure when I’ll open it. I also got part of someone’s gift that I should wrap and a memory card for myself. Now I can leave one in the drone and one in the GoPro and not have to switch them back and forth constantly. I wasted some of my life playing MSC Tri-Peak and rocking tunes. I warmed up some chicken nuggets and pizza buns for dinner. One of those two things caused some GI distress and I paid the price in the upcoming hours. Eventually I settled into my room and watched a strange film about Ned Kelly on Netflix. It left me in a bit of a chaotic mood so I deigned to find a palatte cleanser before bed. I enjoyed a chocolate dipped granola bar while watching Aquaman. I’ve seen it, but it was on a plane so I wanted to see if a proper screen made any difference. It didn’t, the film is somewhat flat. I feel like the leading characters didn’t like each other in real life. The amount of weird yelling the men do is pretty weird also, took me out of it. I think that was the beginning of the end for superhero movies. At least maybe they’ll stop digging down into lower layers of more obscure characters because of that one. Probably some good ones down there in the basement but we may never know. Thanks Aquaman. It was midnight when I fell asleep.