I grilled some chicken, pineapple, and peaches tonight. OH YES!
Made some little sauce to brush on...butter, minced onion, pineapple juice, peach juice, lemon juice with a little lemon zest, some thyme and a little soy sauce and cornstarch.
Grilled up with these little chicken tenderloins, brushing the "sauce" every so often to perfection, put the rest of the "sauce" on the stove to thicken up a little more, made some rice and broccoli, was just getting ready to eat, started running a bath after a tough day, and....
KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK...
"IT was my LAST DAY at this JOB TODAY. I smelled the grillin...got enough for me?"
Can a girl get a night to herself??? Fuck me with a STICK!!!!!
I'm a good sister. I fed him. Then he criticized the chicken. (It was done perfectly, he just hates white meat and said it was "dry." I tried it, it was PERFECT.)
Then he violated my guitar. NOBODY fucks with my guitars. I don't care WHO they are, NOBODY. Then I kicked his stupid obnoxious drunkass out.
I don't care. I'm sick and tired of being his "enabler." I like my vodka, don't get me wrong, but I NEVER show up at someone's door as obnoxious as he was tonight. I love him, he's my brother, but the poking, the headlocks, the stupid drunken shit was too much for me. And he kept telling me *I* was drunk, but all the while I was drinking ginger ale.
Not to mention he really interrupted the "ZEN" moment I had planned for myself. I really gotta learn to tell the little fucker to grow up. AND I need to learn how to just say NOOOOOOO.
I got new batteries and everything, and now...forget about it. LOL