Monday, October 5, 2015

The sad sad state of our world...

These were REALLY the directions on a frozen box of cheese sticks that I was fixing as a quick snack for my kids before Taekwon Do. I laughed so hard I almost cried. Check out the last instructions. They actually printed that! My 12 yr old couldn't believe it when she saw it.

Thursday, October 1, 2015

What is for dinner?

Dinner got rather "Chopped" like last night.

My freezer had frozen boneless skinless chicken and green beans.
My pantry had coconut citrus salad dressing and rice.

Tada, dinner!

We thawed the chicken, cut it into bite sized pieces, and browned it.

Now, I love braising in my "magic pot" (enamel coated cast iron Dutch oven), but I imagine this would work just as well on low in the crock pot all day.

I tossed in a bunch of frozen green beans.

I topped it with half a bottle from SAMs of coconut citrus vinegrette. Just use your fav salad dressing.

I let it cook about 6 hrs at 225 F.

Princess Grace had thirds! Every one raved. Three ingredient dinner served!

Wednesday, September 30, 2015

School Cancelled?

I almost can't believe it. There hasn't been a snow day since we've lived here. It makes no nevermind to me since we homeschool, but I worry so about hubby going to and from work.

It seems the sky is throwing up snow. Temps are only hovering around freezing...sometimes a degree or two above, sometimes below. We do snow well up here, and it hasn't stopped us in 4 yrs. However, when it snows,  melts a little bit, snows more, and the freezes again, you get a sheet of ice on everything that we aren't used to handling. It is dangerous. We have had flickering lights and power outages all over. The roads are terrible.

This was the view down my road as we went out to dinner last night:
5:30 pm

Sunday, September 27, 2015

Leftover rice- Breakfast Fried Rice

I have a hatred for wasted leftovers, and my family is terrible about eating leftovers. This was born from waking up, opening the fridge, and thinking, "if I don't use this today, I have to throw it out".

We had:
Leftover rice....about two cups
Fancy smancy bacon end pieces

Breakfast fried rice:

Please excuse the "abouts" as it was early, and measuring first thing in the morning is both annoying and near impossible to my tired body. I feel lucky I can cook :( . I'm definitely in splash and dash mode before noon!

About 1 cup diced bacon end pieces 
About 2 cups leftover jasmine rice
About 1 tbs Soy Sauce
About 1/4 cup water
About 1 tbs chives (save a pinch for garnish)
About 1/2 tsp ground ginger
About 2 dashes Sesame Oil
8 eggs
Handful grated cheese

In a frying pan with deep sides- crisp up bacon end pieces
Toss in leftover rice, soy sauce, and I added a bit of water because the rice was dry
Stir about a min, until incorporated
Add in chives and ground ginger
Add in 8 scrambled eggs and two small dashes Sesame oil, cook stirring until eggs are done
Serve sprinkled with grated cheese and a few chives

Serves about 5
The kids raved and gobbled it up in 2 min flat....and back out to play in the September!

Friday, September 25, 2015

Do ya see what I see?

The first snow usually melts, but that is it. Until Mayish, the ground will be white.

Wednesday, September 23, 2015

No guilt Orange Chicken- repost again...

I'm reposting this again because we had it last night, but instead of red pepper, I used two big squirts of Siracha. Everyone raved:

Everyone knows about the take-out version of orange chicken...yummy orange scented fried sticky gooieness of chicken...but EVER so bad for you.

This is my version...and ever so good for you!

Around 4:30 this afternoon, my friend called.

"What ya doin?"

"I am staring at a package of frozen chicken waiting for it to talk to me."


"I am totally uninspired tonight, and I want the chicken to tell me what it wants to be."

We both laughed at my ridiculous attempt at humor. The attempt being funnier than the humor. Oh well.

We hung up a few minutes later. I decided to go with a quick and easy family favorite. You can tell by the use of paper plates that it has been a long day. I needed something yummy, quick, and healthy.

Marinate boneless skinless chicken breasts in the following:

1 cup orange juice
1 tsp ground red pepper
1/4 cup soy sauce (if gluten free, get the "gluten free soy sauce")
1/4 cup canola oil
1 T ground ginger
1 T garlic powder
1 T onion powder

I like to cut my chicken into strips. It spreads the flavor out more, and cooks quicker.

Since the chicken was frozen, I did a two for one deal. By placing the marinade in a bag with the chicken, and the submerging the chicken in cool water, it defrosted and marinated at the same time. Cool trick ;)

Broil on low for about 12 minutes, depending on the thickness of the chicken and the power of your oven (mine is wimpy).

Serve over rice. I love Jasmine rice. Please, don't ever tell me if you eat that nasty plain long grain enriched stuff. It has no flavor.
PS I have to give credit to my mom for this one. It is a take off of her old standby. She is the one who taught me the quick marinade and broil trick for a fast meal.

Update (2-22-10): My Super Friend Sherie called with a suggestion. I LOVE that. When I make this, I don't always have fresh oranges I didn't even think of her idea. I am so glad I have smart friends! She used her microplane to zest some fresh oranges. She put the zest, along with juice and soy sauce into the microwave, heated it up, and served it as a sauce to go over the chicken and soak up into the rice with all its yumminess. Smart girl!!
Update 3-19-14....I'm making this for dinner. I made a dipping sauce out of 1 part soy sauce, 2 parts orange juice, about a tsp each garlic and onion powder, and 1/2 tsp ground black pepper.

Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Finding Beautiful

Finding Beautiful

Hind sight really is 20/20. Yes, the saying is so very cliche, but true. 

Before my strokes, I don't by any means think I was a "10", not even close. But, God blessed me with what the world sees as beautiful. I wasn't gorgeous, but I was aware that heads sometimes turned when I walked by. I'm slightly above average height wise,  I was what medical textbooks call "the perfect weight for height", and what the world could see was pretty put together. I was physically active and fit. The man I married became a doctor, I had four beautiful and smart children, I had a college degree, I was musically talented, and for heaven's sake...I even baked my own bread and used my degree in education to homeschool my little brood. Never mind the trials, emotional, health wise, and physical....for what the world could see, I could have been counted as one of the "beautiful people".
     How beauty, when judged by the world, fades. On April 15, 2012, my world came to a screeching halt. I suffered a series of strokes, two of them in my brain stem, that turned me from a vibrant and active woman into a big lump of carbon. I couldn't even breathe on my own. I couldn't move a muscle. I couldn't talk. Nothing. I was what the medical world calls "locked in". I could do nothing but think. Years later, I still struggle to do things most people do without a conscious thought. Shoot, I can't even walk without assistive devices.
     Violent hormone swings left me scarred from horrible acne. Lack of physical activity because of wheelchair use has made me gain considerable weight. I no longer dance or do Taekwon-do. I no longer play the flute well or sing. I do still have my degree, but can no longer teach science to a room full of teenagers , merely because I have a soft voice that no longer projects. They couldn't hear me. I do not bake my own bread.
   According to the standards of this world, I no longer fall into the category of "beautiful people". Heck, I don't even fall under "passably normal". I have a severely broken body, a messed up voice, scars of all types, and it is plainly obvious upon simple observation that I'm no longer the "status quo" as far as humans are concerned. Does that mean I'm no longer beautiful? I argue that the answer is no. However, that also depends on your definition of beautiful.
  What do you see as beautiful? It is very hard in this world to ignore what the media shoves down our throats as beautiful. A perfect body, good hair, a great career...all those things are counted as beautiful by society in general. However, that is not what our Creator calls worthy. The woman of Proverbs 31 is quite possibly the "woman" image that most Christian women strive to be. She loves her husband and children. She works to provide for her household. She dresses carefully. Nowhere does it mention that she is a "perfect 10". Her physical beauty, as judged by society, is not mentioned. Simple science even shows us how beauty fades. Even this world can not argue that with age comes physical change, and the beauty of our youth fades as we age. "Charm is deceitful and beauty is passing, But a woman who fears the Lord, she shall be praised. Give her the fruit of her hands, and let her own works praise her in the gates" (Proverbs 31: 30-31)
     Since my strokes, I have been very conscious of how I appear to the world. In the throws of the worst acne I have ever seen, I would even avoid looking in mirrors. I couldn't stand what I saw....short hair, acne covered face, droopy smile... I was wrong. Of all creatures, I think my dogs may have had more wisdom than me. It only took them a short time to adjust to my wheelchair and walker. To them, I was simply mom. I provided food, shelter, and a way to go potty. They didn't give an ounce of care what I looked like. Neither did my Creator. He saw my heart, and I'm willing to bet He didn't give a hoot what I looked like.
     I always thought I had a fairly grounded sense of what beautiful really was. However, I think the rose colored glasses that come with worldly beauty, colored what I saw. It was easy to feel and act beautiful in every way when I was "one of those people". It is much harder to be the woman God sees as beautiful when your body is broken and you are no longer what the world values as attractive. 
  That is my challenge now, to see myself and strive for the beauty that God sees as beautiful, not what the world sees as beautiful.