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To answer the question you didn’t ask me: yes, that is the best title I can come up with. This is actually a post that has been sitting in my drafts folder since January when I got back from dogsitting at my mom’s. But I’m lazy and it has taken me a solid 3 months to get around to it.

I’m lazy, so when I was looking for something to make for breakfast while staying at my mom’s and found this little gem under her stove, I knew I had to try it out. I can’t find the actual brand I used, but this one is similar.

Truth time: I have never actually made an edible omelet. I don’t really get how you keep it from turning into scrambled eggs or sticking to the pan. Not really a fan of the kitchen, nor should I be allowed to make anything complicated. But I was curious, and will now be buying one for myself so I can pretend I have skills.

Shit that intro was long. Okay, here we go!


Get all your omelette-y things together. My palate is extremely boring and plain, so all I wanted was cheese, but you can pick vegetables and meat if you’re super fancy.


Use the egg head clicky thing to open the pan and grease it. It is nonstick but I didn’t want it sticking, so I fattened it up. You can use spray or nothing if you’re feeling adventurous.


Crack, whisk and add your eggs. I’m lazy and didn’t feel like whisking in a separate bowl, so I did it right in the pan.


Add your toppings. Again, I just put cheese in mine.


Clock and lock the egg head and place it on the stove. The directions that came with the pan say to leave it for 3 minutes on on each side. I did this exactly.

After 3 minutes, flip it over and cook an additional 3 minutes.


Remove the pan, open it and voila! Perfect omelette!


The pan actually says you can fit 3-4 eggs in there, but I don’t recommend it. I only used 2 large eggs and I can’t see how any more would fit in there, especially if you add vegetables or meat.

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I Have to Google How to Make Hardboiled Eggs


I wish I were joking.

Every time I have the urge to make hard-boiled eggs, I Google how to do it. It’s not because I’m so terrible in the kitchen, I can’t boil water (this is up for debate), but because there are so many ways to do it, I get confused about which way works best for me.

The first time I ever made hard-boiled eggs, they came out soft-boiled. And while this is fine, it’s not when you’re at work and attempting to crack open a hard-boiled egg, only to have thick yolk spill in your lap.

The next time, I didn’t want to make the same mistake, but I completely over-cooked them and my house smelled like egg for a week.

So I Google it. Did you know there are dozens of ways to make hard-boiled eggs? First of all – maybe baking them works for you, but it was a major kitch-astrophe for me.

Some people add salt to the water, some people don’t. Some people time them perfectly, others just let them boil for a while. Some leave them in the water after the 10 minutes, while others rinse them right away.

The stupidest way is brought to you by my sister, who would hate that I am telling you this. She boils the water first, then puts the eggs in there and boils them for like an hour. I don’t understand. 

As I’m writing this, I honestly have no idea which way is best, or how I did it the last time. I *think* I covered the eggs in water, boiled them for 10 minutes, then turned the water off and let them sit in there for a while. Does that sound right?

So yes, I Google how to make hard-boiled eggs. Every. Time.


Dogsitting Adventures – Day 2


.. and the laying around continues. Day 2 of dogsitting was good. I acted like an adult by making a real breakfast and going outside. WHAT. I know, crazy.

I woke up and made a real breakfast. Like in a pan. I was going to make scrambled eggs, but then I found this omelette egg flipper thingy in my mom’s cupboard, so I decided to try it out. I will now be stealing it for myself.


Look how good and not runny that omelette looks? Also, I ate fruit. Not the kind from a can.


Then I brought Zoe back home midday while running some errands, and Buddy thanked me immensely. She has a thing for him and refuses to take the hint that he just barely puts up with her. I came back to this excited face when I returned without her.


These little monsters then proceeded to force me into going outside. So I brought my work out there.


I procrastinated for a solid 20 minutes taking pictures of random plants.


Then I did actual work.


Buddy kept coming over and sitting by me, looking at my computer. Making sure I stay motivated.


Tula isn’t as motivating.


Neither is Panda.


Missy was nowhere to be found, while Panda and Tula played a fun game of, “Hi. What are you doing? Play? Get up. Let me up. Pick me up. Hi. Hello. Hi. Jenn. Jenn. Jenn. Hi. What are you doing?”


Nap time!


JENN. Look. Look at us.


We’re tired. Stop working.


That about sums up day 2. It was exhausting. I need a nap.


Dogsitting Adventures – Day 1


This isn’t the first time I have housesat (this seems like not a word) and watched my parent’s 4 dogs, but it’s the first time I have documented it. As you can see, it’s super adventurous and every minute something new happens. For example, Tula, her toy poodle, was sitting on the far right side of the sectional, and now she is sitting on my left. It’s like you never know what is going to happen next.


I have already learned so much since being here, and it’s only the first day. I’m still afraid of the dark, commercials rarely advertise products anymore, and Internet puns have become a virus that has infected television.

Aside from that, I’m getting a lot of work done since I don’t hear garbage trucks, assholes on the loudest motorcycles known to man, and children screaming bloody murder, like I do at home.

Here are some highlights from Day 1 of Dogsitting:

My mom has a bunch of leftover desserts from Christmas and New Years that she needs gone before she gets back. Challenge accepted.


I brought the dogs inside almost immediately after my parents left. We all took a nap on the couch.


Me and Panda had some bonding time.


Tula moved from the couch to the ground.


Buddy was there.


I tried the Pecan pie.


And the cheesecake.


Then I worked and finished off the cheesecake.


Missy and Tula cuddled more.


I brought Zoe (one of my dogs, Tula’s baby and from Missy and Panda’s litter) over. She photobombed her own picture.


And wait for it.. this time it was Zoe and Tula sleeping. This shit is crazy.


We decided to take a break from napping and go outside.


Then I actually did work for 4 hours and slept on a couch with 4 dogs. It’s about as amazing as it sounds. I know you’re on the edge of your seat wondering what day 2 is like.. but you have to wait until tomorrow. There are eggs.