Wednesday, April 26, 2006

really don't feel like cutting the chicken

I need to cut up a chicken so that I can make supper. I'm making etouffee at some point tonight, and I'm looking forward to it, but that damn chicken sits in the refrigerator waiting. And I really just don't feel like cutting a chicken.

It's not like it's that hard really. Yank her spine out , cut through to the joints, break them and cut. It's a really simple job if a bit messy.

It's much cheaper than buying the already cut up chicken, especially when you add that little bit of stock from all the extra bits you get. If I'd cut the chicken up earlier, I'd have that little bit of stock already to go in the damn etouffee. I didn't, so I don't.

I've got the recycling straightened up, the counters wiped and even washed the pile of knives and the wok. I suck for leaving the wok days at a time after using it. It's tiny pain in the ass to wash versus the pans that CAN go in the dishwasher. I'm just being lazy by doing needed housework to postpone the inevitable chicken demolition. That's extra sad that I have enough housework to do that.

At this point I'm just going to wait a bit more. As soon as 4:00 hits, I can listen to NPR in the kitchen and be happy cutting the chicken. Between now and then I will yell at the boys for no good reason, squeeze out a fart and smoke a cigarette. I also think that I already need a beer.