Wordless Wednesday - NOT

Many of you participate in a little "Blog Click" called Wordless Wednesday. I can not participate in this group. Why? My Wednesdays are never wordless they are Topsy-Turvi Wednesday's.

I will start with Tuesday night. I did not wash my dinner dishes. I thought, I'll do that Wednesday morning early. Bad choice. I did get up Wednesday and wash the dishes, I also had to fold 3 loads of clothes, wash two loads, and realized I still did not wash the right clothes, because Tim's shirts were still in their neat little sorted out pile, empty all the trash cans, vacuum and sweep and then get ready for work. I did all this. I was tired by the time 8:30 AM, sitting in my van wishing I did not have to walk into the funeral home. I did go to work.

Wednesday night dinner.

Chicken Enchilada Casserole

1 pound chicken cubed up

1 19oz can mild enchilada sauce

1/2 cup thick and chunky salsa

1 teaspoon sugar

1 pkg shredded cheese (whatever kind you want)

1 cup crushed tortilla chips

1 can drained corn

Mix the chicken (browned) with enchilada sauce, salsa, sugar, 1/2 pkg of cheese, and corn. (I like to mix in extra crushed chips). Place the cup of crushed chips in an ungreased baking dish (glass). Pour mixture into pan and spread remaining cheese on top of casserole. Bake at 350 for 35 minutes.

I called home at lunch to remind Taylor that I needed to get her to set out the hamburger meat for dinner so that it would have to to defrost. She did. It was defrosted. I hurry home ready to try my new recipe out. Excited I tell you. I could taste the chicken. I bought the Pancho's Green Dressing. I can not eat mexican at home without that dressing.

I whip open my cookbook. Start getting the ingredients out to mix together. Yup, you know what's coming. Betty Crocker called home and told her child to lay the HAMBURGER NOT CHICKEN. So, I substituted. It was great.


Notice that the package says 1.00....The grocery store here has them 2 for 1.00. They are thin and salty. I LIKE THEM.
10:15 pm I get a prank call on my cell phone. Not many people have my number. I've narrowed it down to who I think it is. I was called some pretty bad names. I heard some thumping noises outside, Tim was not home yet because of a bad wreck he worked. So I called him. He came right home. Found the problem. An opossum. I'm sure the opossum did not make the prank call. I went to bed.