Monday got off to a rough start.
The baby woke up around 5:30 this morning. I nursed her back to sleep, then passed out again, only to wake around 8:55, just five minutes before the contractors arrived to install the new boiler. And they turned off the water just as I stepped into the bathroom.
It was a far cry from last week, The Bestest Monday Ever, when I was kicking butt and taking names.
And if it wasn’t for my Crockpot, I might have just turned on House Hunters and called it a day.
Coffee was a supporting actress. It took a minute to get in my system. But once I felt my eye twitch, I knew I was ready to werrrk.
There’s just something about a crockpot that makes you feel productive and super accomplished, even if that’s the only thing you do for the rest of the day.
Basically I assembled lunch and dinner for the next three days by noon.
I used this recipe from House of Yumm and tripled the ingredients, using three pounds of ground turkey. Tripled the spices too and then added a pinch more.
After I browned the ground turkey, I put all the ingredients in the crockpot and turned it on low until 6pm. Fixed a pot of rice to go with it. By Wednesday I’ll probably bake some potatoes to add some variety.
Topped it with avocado and cilantro for myself and the baby with dairy allergies. Added cheese and sour cream for hubby and the toddler.
And this is what we are eating for the next three days. Take that Monday.