Apparently I have a craving that only surfaces when I am pregnant. I make this odd concoction of a casserole that I never heard of before. It's a mix of macaroni noodles, a ton of cheese, peas & hot dogs. Strange, I told you.
This is one of those weird pregnancy things that is going to sound so yummy to some & so disgusting to others, but it's not one of those things that I feel I need to eat everyday or anything. I have yet to have one of those cravings. I mean, I was on a plum kick for a few weeks but I guess that is better than a swiss cake roll kick, so since I outgrew it was it ever really a craving? I'm not counting it.
So here we are, in my kitchen preparing the main ingredients to this mess of a casserole. I guess for lack of better words I will call it "Candace's Pregnant Casserole" (if you ever make it, you better refer to it as that! bahaha). You have the macaroni noodles boiling, the peas heating up & the hot dogs boiling.
I'm going to add that I don't cook hot dogs in boiling water in any other occasion than this. The microwave usually does just fine, but I didn't want them all busted open.
(You know, because I always forget that they don't really need to be cooked a full minute & I open the microwave door as if I'm expecting to see a pretty little plump hotdog, not the busted open nasty chunk of meat that is actually there. I do it every time without fail. Then mutter a "dammit, my hotdog is ruined now." Every time. Maybe one day I'll perfect the microwaving of the hotdog.)
Then you need lots and lots of cheese & an egg mixed with 1/2 cup of milk (egg & milk not pictured).
Once your pasta, hotdogs & peas are cooked you throw them in a casserole dish. Add your egg/milk mix & mix in 3/4 of your cheese.
Then top with cheese. Put it in a preheated oven (375) & let it bake for roughly 45 minutes.
Pure perfection people. I fed my mrs. preggo dragon & she is a happy camper.
So that is the one big fat sign that I am currently pregnant. Another sign took place during the cooking process. I overcooked the peas to the point where they were all mushy & weird. Add said ruined peas with a hormonal & hungry woman and you get a meltdown. Yes, I will document my whiney meltdown only in the hopes that I will look back & never do it again.
I had mushy peas & because of that I sat in my kitchen floor and teared up. Over peas people, seriously I did. It reminded me of the movie Julie & Julia. I was totally Julie, crying & snubbing in the kitchen floor like a demented child over a canned vegetable.
Luckily I scraped myself off the floor & managed to salvage most of the peas to use in the casserole. I'm convinced that this pregnancy has my darling Logan thinking that I am mental. I've lost my marbles about 3 times of kids movies (Toy Story 3 & UP are the culprits), just had a meltdown in the kitchen over peas & I'm sure more meltdowns are in my future.
I also want to add that I'm usually not this hormonal, scouts honor, apparently this baby has my hormones on a roller coaster right now. I honestly don't think I was this hormonal with Logan's pregnancy but I guess Justin is a better judge on that.
Anyways, there it is. My strange desire to fix a casserole full of all of the things a daycare would fix their students. Pregnancy can make someone so weird at times.
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