Feeling Pink

Yup. I've been pink slipped. Ugh! I'm on the recall list though- so I'm hoping an ESL job will become available next year and I can do that. I love teaching ESL and really want to stay in that area.

If not, well- I'll teach anything for a year just to stay in the district.

I was out car hunting recently as I desperately need a new vehicle and think I've found what I want- I'm just afraid to buy without the contract.

Why can't life ever be simple?

On the upside- we went to the Indian restaurant last weekend to celebrate the Pipsqueak's homecoming and adoption day. Her homecoming day and adoption day are on the same day- but a year apart.

My mother went with us- only the 2nd time she's had Indian food (and a diff. place). She seemed to like what she had. We got the buffet and my child again gorged on chicken tikka masala, lamb gorma, tandori chicken, chickeny birayni, rice, and naan. She couldn't even finish her desert. She loves the golub ?? (can't remember name or spelling) but only could manage a bite. The desert looks like donut holes- but they are soaked in rose water I think.

All in all it was a great day.

Now- let's just hope I've got that contract in May.

Indian night

Well, it finally happened. I managed to cook an Indian dish that tasted "right" and didn't cause us to run from the kitchen and immediately order pizza.

Using a paste from Sukhi brand, I made Chicken Tikka Masala. The Pipsqueak loved it and is looking forward to the leftovers tomorrow. We couldn't find Naan bread so we used pita bread that I heated in the pan and had rice to finish the meal.

Finally- a hit from my daughter's birth heritage. Makes me feel better knowing I can cook at least 1 Indian dish as easily as I can cook German, Japanese, Italian, and Mexican food.