To cook~ or not to cook.........

I was planning on going on this cabbage soup diet thing that my hubby, step kids and friends all wanted to do........... Starting today.... WELL........All was going real good last night... I figured I would double the batch that way I wouldn't have to fix it later this week. My ever smartness again backfired. I chopped my million carrots, cabbage, celery, onions, mixed all the tomato stuff and stirred and stirred. I didn't think about how hard it would be to stir till I got the pot all the way full. (Big restaurant size stew pot) I started to figure out I done goofed when my wooden spoon snapped in half. But me, and all my "I'll make it work", I got a shorter metal spoon and grinned thinking "ha, break that!" I had it on med-low when my husband mentioned I should turn it up and let it "steam the veggies" So I did. I was proud of my brew, stirring every few minutes, excited when it finally "steamed" down enough to not flop out over the rim... I watched, and figured I was now MASTER CHEF, or close. I ran down did some laundry, ran up and stirred, ran into the room picked up, came back and stirred. I truly felt like Martha Stewart (pre prison)as my house tidied up and huge pot cooked and souped up. A little while into the exercise cookout, I smelled a new smell. Me, never making this before wondered if the mix with onion soup, beef boullion and cabbage along with the other ingredients was suppose to smell that way. I kept stirring....I ran down stairs again flipping laundry and jogged back up the steps excited with my energy and accomplishments tonight. A haze was floating in the kitchen... I stood and stared at the pot hearing noises that had me tilting my head and looking under the pan..... Was there something on the burner? One of my stepsons walked in from the garage and asked "what stinks?" I looked again at the pot, and said "I think its something on the burner or on the bottom of the pan." I don't remember seeing anything on there, but in my beginning stirring stuff kept flopping out, so I figured it was a wayward piece of onion or something.... Lifting the lid, I stirred again hearing a wired noise.......The smell of what can only be described as burnt motor oil waifed thru the air... Scooping my spoon thru a air pocket of stench popped from under the innocent looking veggies and made me gag. My hubby happen to walk in at that moment and gagged too. The house filled with the smell of burnt cabbage,tomato with onion....... I yanked it off the stove and watched as black floated to the top covering my finally cooking veggies........
This morning I woke up with my eyes still watering from the lingering smell, drained my gunk and brought a can of soup to work to eat for lunch.
I did my walk, was up early so did my fundamentals for the new core thing I got (OH, my gosh that made my abs scream!).. And figured I would go to the grocery after work to try it again........ This time I will make it the way the recipe says........So much for my geniusness!(Have you noticed I have Corina words?)
~~ Tonight is weigh-in.. After the few days I have had skinny chick better stay clear! :-)