My Last Play?

I think "The Producers", the show I'm performing in at the Stockton Civic Theatre may be the last show I'm ever in.

I don't know why, but I seem to be the whipping boy for most of the cast and crew. The one they can push under their collective thumbs and treat as though I'm lower than the dust under their feet.

Of course, some of it is my fault. Thursday evening, I forgot to bring some of my costume to the theatre (I had brought it home for cleaning), and was running around at the last minute trying to figure out what to do. I'm sure the people who matter will never cast me in anything again after that.

This all makes me very sad, because I was having so much fun, and thought I was making some good friends. I think I may have been wrong.

I guess that the world (or the people I usually end up working with) just needs a designated victim/whipping-boy, and I guess it's me.

Then again, maybe the people who are the most hurtful are, in their own unsuccessful way, just trying to be funny. They are failing.

And if they really are doing it because they get off on destroying my self-esteem and sense of self worth, I just have this to say; "You're to late! My mother, sister, and Junior High School beat you to it"

I have been told I try to hard to please and be accommodating, and that I should tone it down. But when I tone it down, I'm told I don't try hard enough.

I just can't win for losing.

No Good Deed . . . .

Let me start out by saying it's my own fault for not asking the right questions, but I missed work today because I let a friend borrow my car for a trip to Marin County in exchange for the use of his car to get to and from work.

His car works fine for a short trip like I needed to make, but for the long trip to the Bay Area, it wouldn't have been a good idea. No, the problem (and question I forgot to ask) was the alarm was not turned off, and my friend didn't tell me the combination.

I'll leave you all to imagine how surprised I was when I opened the car door to hear that blaring noise and see those few of my neighbors up at that hour looking at me like I was some sort of criminal. "LOL". I'm still amazed the police didn't pay a call during the day to ask why I "tried to steal my friends car".

I called my boss at work to let them know I wouldn't be in, and told them I couldn't get my car to start, and would be taking it into the auto repair shop since I don't know the first thing about cars. I just hope my boss doesn't call the place I mentioned to see if I actually did go there.

If he does, and I get into trouble, I suppose you could call this whole little adventure a case of no good deed going unpunished.

(Sigh)

Southwestern Crockpot Breakfast

In going over my vast collection of recipes, and the list of posted recipes to your right on the screen to make sure I don't post the same one twice, I came to realize that most are lunch & dinner recipes. So today, I present something good for a nice breakfast or brunch.

SOUTHWEST CROCK POT BREAKFAST

• 1 Tbsp butter or margarine
• 1 lb lean hamburger, cooked and drained
• 1 large white onion, chopped
• 1 green bell pepper, chopped
• 1 4oz can chopped green chillies, drained
• 2 1/2 cups grated pepper-jack cheese
• 18 eggs
• 1 Tbsp jalapeno sauce (optional)

1. Grease the inside of your crock pot with the butter or margarine.
2. Starting with the hamburger, layer the meat, onions, peppers, chillies and cheese, repeating the layering until all ingredients are used.
3. In large mixer bowl, beat eggs with wire whisk or eggbeater until combined (mix in the tablespoon of jalapeno sauce if desired), then pour over mixture in the crock pot.
4. Cover and cook on low 7-8 hours.

I recommend serving this with sour cream (Imo if you're watching your cholesterol) or fresh salsa. Set this to cooking the night before, and wake up to a fantabulous breakfast for you, your family, and friends.

A little side note here; Sometimes, this bubbles over with goodness. To prevent a mess from forming all over your counter surface, place a large plate under the crock pot to catch anything that might bubble out.

As always, eat and enjoy.