Why American Idol made our night and ruined our night.

Today has just been a rough day. Not that I want to complain for this whole post, but hopefully this will come off more light hearted and a bit silly.
I've been trying to be optimistic about the semester and not being able to see my friends and roommates as much as I've hoped. I finally realized that the semester won't get less busy and our schedules aren't going to change, they're only going to get busier. My roommate Mara and I have completely opposite schedules and rarely ever cross paths. If we do its for 5 minutes in the CMU and then we're on the move again. Hopefully we figure out a way to actually see each other more often, otherwise this is going to be a looong semester.

If you know me at all, then you would know that I am not a fan of cooking. And neither is my roommate, Holly. Generally when we put our mind to it and follow the directions, the food we attempt to cook actually turns out pretty good. Our most successful recipes being, cheesey hashbrowns, chicken alfredo, frozen pizza and mac n' cheese. Our least successful, to date, is lasagna.

We browned the meat, cooked the noodles and began to lay the ingredients in the pan. Our plan was to make two 9x9 trays of lasagna, which soon turned into only one 9x9 tray. For that one tray there were too many noodles, not enough sauce, little meat and even littler cheese. . .
We didn't want to waste those extra noodles and the little meat and sauce we did have. So we cut up the lasagna noodles and mixed it all together. . . improvising at it's finest.

After we had that fiasco, we realized the oven wasn't even on to be preheated. After a while, we put the lasagna in, only intending to melt the cheese and heat it up.

It's Wednesday, therefor American Idol is on. Holly and I sit down to watch it and an hour later we realize that our lasagna is indeed, still in the oven. REALLY? We jump up in hopes that it hasn't been burnt. Lucky for us, it wasn't terrible but the noodles were definitely a little more crispy than hoped. Zach took one for the team and tried the first piece and it turns out it wasn't that bad but certainly not that good.

We sit back down on the couch to finish American Idol, drowning in our sorrows and finding out that two of the audition locations are two of the places we will be going on our Pay It Forward Tour for STLF over spring break. One being Waco, Texas and the other being our final destination, San Antonio, Texas. That is of course, when we realize that we missed our STLF meet at 7pm, it's now 9pm. We decided that this was just a learning experience for us and we had fun doing it. Things don't always turn out the way we want and sometimes you need to make better choices. For instance, setting a timer instead of pretending we would remember our food in the oven or maybe watching the Food Network rather than American Idol.

Although you may think watching American Idol is the best thing for you, sometimes it's the worst. This is the end of our difficult night with all the wrong turns.