I’m a “follow a recipe” kind of cook. Now, some people will say that that is not REALLY a cook. But hey, I take food, put it together in good ways, and my family gets fed. That’s cooking in my book. I do tend, though, to do some “I don’t have that so I did this instead” to recipes. I try to do it “right” the first time through and then edit it to our tastes. I did that to the recipe below. Its original incarnation involved bacon and cooking things in bacon fat. Um, notsomuch. This recipe is Jim’s favorite thing that I make.
Potato and Ham Soup
3 Medium Potatoes, cubed
2 stalks Celery, sliced
2 Carrots, sliced
1 Small Onion, chopped
1 to 1 1/2 cup cubed Ham
Salt and Pepper
1 cup Water
2 Tbs. Flour
2 cups Milk
Put potatoes, celery, carrots, onion, ham in a dutch oven. Salt and Pepper to taste. Add water, cover and cook on medium high heat for 15 minutes, or until potatoes are fork-soft. Uncover. Add flour to a small amount of milk, stir until smooth. Add to rest of milk and put into pot. Bring to a boil. Enjoy!
Hint: If you warm it up the next day, you will need to thin it out with milk. It really thickens up!
In the interest of complete honesty, I want to admit that my desk is, again, a complete disaster. The gully in the middle for the mouse? It’s a little wider only because my niece came to visit and needed to use my PC. So I pushed–shoved–everything to the sides. The pile on the left is 4″ high. The pile on the right is 7″.
:::Jim just came up to tell me that his PC died–Blue Screen of Death and all. And he’s an IT Geek, so he’s not kidding. Uh oh. That’s NOT GOOD.:::
However, on the good front, I attacked the pile on the kitchen counter and worked my way through most of it. Most. It never actually totally goes away. I don’t know why that is. It makes me sad.
While trying to style her hair this morning:
Me: Laura, your hair is being difficult this morning.
Laura: You mean I have difficult hair?
Laura: Maybe that’s how God made me?
People, a momentous occasion has just happened. I led my first worship practice. Yes, there was only Emma and me there, but hey, we SANG. And I PLAYED. AT THE SAME TIME. While PLUGGED INTO THE CHURCH’S SOUND SYSTEM.
Hyperventilating over here.
I’m leading worship on Sunday and then also on the following Sunday because Jim is away for various reasons. Yes, one is his annual pilgrimage to Mecca, uh, um….NASCAR at Dover Downs, aka The Monster Mile. And you have to say “The Monster Mile” in an announcer voice, like the old fashioned guys used to say “Sunday, Sunday, Sunday” about whatever was going to be on Sunday.
But I digress.
I have practiced for this event for over a week now. I’m confident that even if I make a mistake I will be able to recover and keep on singing. I hope. Ok, maybe NOT so confident. But in the end, I hope to just lead our congregation in a time of worship. If that is the result, then I am pleased. And the butterflies will fly away until the next Sunday.
for PMSing Mommies to be shuttled to. With single rooms with single beds. No kids, no spouses, no contact with other humans. Maybe cats. That might be ok. Cuz I’m seriously not worth living with right now.
I usually forget to do this on my blog, but I DO plan my meals weekly/monthly. When I’m in my “Oh, yes, I am so organized” mode, I go to Excel, click on Menus, click on the 2008 file and then on the current month’s tab and plan a whole stinkin’ month’s worth of meals at one sitting. It takes a while, but MAN, is it nice to not think about it again!
But then, life usually happens and I have to change things around anyway!
Which is why I usually stick to once-a-week planning.
Here is this week:
||Hot dogs, mac’n’cheese, carrots
||Steak on grill, potatoes, green beans
||Spaghetti and meatballs, salad or fruit
||Ham, Tater Tots, carrots
||Ham and Potato Soup
||Jim to NASCAR – Get Own
Jim is going to be out Monday, Tuesday and Sunday, so those are all easy nights with just cooking for my incredibly-picky kids. I’m not going to make a big meal that they would just turn up their noses at. I might not even make the Quiche but just do scrambled eggs–we’ll see what mood I’m in this evening! 😀
And yes, please note Sunday’s very solemn event. Jim is going on his annual pilgrimage to Dover, Delaware and get: sunburned, covered in tar from the tires, get his eardrums blown out from the amazingly loud engines and have a sore throat from screaming his head off. Yes, he’s a southern boy at heart and loves NASCAR. He doesn’t love one driver passionately like some other fans do. But he has a few guys that he likes to win.
I kinda secretly hope that Carl Edwards get the cup this year. He’s cute and does those little flips off his car when he wins. And he doesn’t seem to have a temper like some other drivers we’ve seen (Hello Tony Stewart, you know you do!). I’m not and never will be a FAN of NASCAR. If I never saw another race I would not be sad, upset or in any way negatively affected. I might even do a little dance of joy. But if it MUST be a part of my life, and being married to Jim it must, then I will learn to coexist peacefully with it.
Just don’t expect me to go down to Dover with Jim.
I hope this comes across ok…I want to be a little hazy with some details to protect privacy, but be open and honest as well. We’ll see how that works out.
About a week and a half ago I was really struggling with the addiction. A lot of change, a lot of open-ended life, a lot of challenges and whammo…what better way to deal with things then to medicate?! Hey, it’s worked before, well, ok, not so much, but why not try it again just in case?
I ordered something online that I shouldn’t have. That’s the hazy part that we’ll just leave there.
My accountability partner HAPPENED TO CALL the very next day. I confessed about it and we talked at length about obedience. Her last words before good-bye? Please don’t give in. Wow. Now, that’s a challenge! Because, as I have stated before, my sin does not just affect myself, but the people around me.
This thing didn’t come overnight or even the second day. It took a whole week. A week of me waffling with obedience versus what I wanted. God versus Self. Feeling good about obeying versus feeling yucky about disobeying AGAIN.
The package came yesterday. I didn’t open the mailbox because I didn’t want to deal with it. I didn’t do it yesterday morning or evening. This morning I had my semi-annual Chester County Mothers of Multiples Sale, whereby I would drive RIGHT BY the mailbox. On the way down, I got my pen out. I opened the mailbox, got out the mail, including said package and wrote “Return To Sender” on it and put it back in with the flag up. And drove off, feeling obedient. And good. Because although I had given in to the addiction in a moment of weakness, in the end I had obeyed.
And I have never EVER regretted obeying God.
Whew. I’m glad that’s over!
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I don’t know that I necessarily agree…she was a bit quieter in her suffering than I would have been!
I’m going to dip my toe in the political blog thing. And I mean only my toe, because I feel like this topic is being mauled to death by both sides. Here’s my big political statement.
I don’t like either candidate. Really. I’m a conservative on most topics, but not all. Obama doesn’t represent my point of view. I’m definitely not voting for him. Please don’t crucify me over this, as you won’t change my mind. You are allowed to think I’m stupid. That’s ok with me. Just don’t tell me about it.
I admit to having voted President Bush into office. But I’m not happy with how he has handled things. Do I feel the world is going to hell in a handbasket because of him? No. He’s only been here for 8 years and we’ve been going in that direction far longer.
Senator McCain may be the Republican National Committee’s pick to represent their party, but he doesn’t not represent my point of view either. I looked up his voting record last night. Some stuff he got right. Yes. Of course. (Even Obama will sometimes say something that I like, however I may otherwise disagree with him.) Does he have an amazing personal history with his service for our country? Absolutely. Do I admire that? Yes, yes I do. But is he hotheaded? Yes. Do I feel like he should be in charge of making the far-reaching world-centric decision that a President needs to make? That’s a little scary, to be honest. I LOVE his anti-torture stance. Having been through it, he is very against us doing it. Including waterboarding, which some other idiots in our military feel is completely fine. Nope. I don’t agree.
So, 7 short weeks away from having to vote for the leader of the free world, I don’t know what I’m going to do. Even with Ms. Palin tossed in for good measure as a bone to the conservative base. Although, that might be backfiring a bit–I’ve read some pretty strong statements from the “women should stay home and take care of their families” camp and they are VERY against even the idea of a woman as a VP.
I’m a little more moderate than that, people. I think that God can and does use anyone, regardless of their gender, to do whatever He wants.
I wish Ron Paul was running. That would make this a lot easier.