Chaos and consumables

I have been incredibly busy. I had a wonderful weekend with my boyfriend and even visited my Grandma. I was prepared for a tough week since my boss is in Vegas for a trade show, but it has taken a turn towards Suckville.

Last night, my boyfriend proved that he's pretty awesome. I knew I was going to be in the office for a good portion of the evening. He offered to drive about 45 minutes to bring me dinner. That, my loyal reader(s), is love.

Tonight, I don't think I will be so lucky. I planned ahead. By planning ahead I mean that I took out my crockpot, threw things in it, and hoped for the best. I'm telling you what is in it so that if I die you will know not to ever eat such a meal yourself.

Courtney's Chaotic Concoction (AKA Dinner)

• One pound baby bella mushrooms (Whole since I had no time to chop them.)
• One can of diced tomatos.
• One can of black beans.
• One can of mixed vegetables.
• One can of tomato soup.
• Half of one medium onion. (Chopped in big chunks due to time.)
• One soup can of water.
• One can of light red kidney beans.
• One shot of Jack Daniel's Whiskey. (In the crock, not in your mouth. It's 6am, people!)
• One Teaspoon of Worcestershire Sauce.
• One Teaspoon of hotsauce.
• Salt
• Pepper.
• Broccoli.

Throw everything into the pot. I have listed the ingredients in the order I tossed them in, which is also the order I thought of or saw them. I put the crock on low and I will be back home about 13 hours after turning it on.

This might be one of the reasons I am not married. I have no food fear, except for the fear of feeding other people. This is why. I will almost eat anything.