Category: photo friday

Friday night lights out

Raise your hand (or  your thumb) if you’re thankful it’s Friday!


I’m thankful that Rod is now home with us for the next 2 weeks. I’m thankful for the effort spent to ‘coupon through’ our Thanksgiving holiday. And clearly, I am 35ish and no longer 21ish, because I am really, really thankful for a Friday night at home to catch up on our “programs” (can you hear me, Jen?) and to tst out one of my favorite new recipes in a long time. It is perfect Friday night food!~

Friday Sliders
1 lb ground meat (I used venison – thanks Tony & Vicki!)
.5 pound pork sausage
.5 pound HOT pork sausage
.5 brick of Velveeta (I wish I could quit you…)

Cut Velveeta into cubes. Brown and drain the meat, and return it to pan. Add the Velveeta and cook until it is melted and the meat is a bit saucy. Spread on Hawaiian dinner rolls. (Or maybe sandwich between 2 Hostess Honey Buns while you still can!) We set out all kinds of fun condiments to go with these…onions, pickles, jalepenos, mayo, mustard, ketchup. We didn’t use any. These were so dang good.

Served with a steamed bag of mixed veggies. Pumpkin cookies for dessert. Bedtime!


I am also thankful that Rod is sitting at the kitchen table singing all kinds of random cool songs while I type this, and that our dear friend Ms. Wanda is all done with surgeries and on the road to recovery. She’s pretty necessary to a whole bunch of us!


this wonderful week in photos

Celebratory dessert. These are the cupcakes and the icing on the cake.

Our village. From start to finish, Wednesday was an “it takes a village kind of day.” It included our last Search for Significance Bible study, which was packed with revelations for me until the very end. It included some time to laugh and dream with my husband. It included a fun reunion with my MB sister-friend who is flexible enough to meet me and the girls for a park/library combo and brought them treats, too. It also included a a few impromptu and very fruitful meetings… with more people who are more than happy to include our kids as part of what we do.

New doors are opening. And let me tell you, it feels good to walk through open doors, especially without having to kick them down first.

A new Plan A. I am really, really, very excited to be embarking on a new plan with people I trust, respect, share faith with, and enjoy. Getting flashed a note like this during a meeting is much better than weighing the consequences of homicide.

We are energized, blessed, grateful, and ready to run. Happy Weekend!

Southern Cooking in a Chicagolina Kitchen

I have a new addiction.

It started two weeks ago, when I went here:

(I go there a lot less in my current life, because unlike in my Chicago life, there isn’t one every 2 miles I drive. Anyway…)

And instead of ordering a donut (because seriously, they don’t compare to the ones at Donut Man), a bagel, or the little breakfast wrap I would normally choose, I, quite to my own surprise, ordered this:

(except with a coffee).

And it was love.

Now, I have loved biscuits for awhile, ever since I got Trisha Yearwood‘s first cookbook:

and started making them myself. But the chicken biscuit never really occurred to me until I started hanging around with Southern Gospel singers, and then moved to the south.

They are so good, y’all!

So the other night when I had, ahem, a hankerin’ for one, I knew what to make for dinner. It went something like this:

1. See a “pinteresting” and easy recipe:

(click the picture to go to the recipe)

2. Realize I have all the ingredients

3. Realize my children are playing nicely

4. Thaw some chicken in the microwave and get started on the recipe.

5. Make some tea. This is essential. Since it was just going to be me drinking it (when we have company, I make a Bunch), I made it this way:
– bring a pot of water to almost boiling, remove from heat
– let 4 standard tea bags steep ‘for awhile’
– pour into pitcher, stir in 1 cup of sugar and a bunch of ice
– say, Aaaaaahhh

6. Boiled another pot of water for corn on the cob, the one vegetable that both my girls will eat.

7. Decide we will have green beans, too.

8. Set the table with the essentials:

9. Make the biscuits. And here is how I do it (adapted from the Trisha Yearwood version):

2 cups flour
3 teaspoons baking powder
1/4 teaspoon salt
Mix these ingredients together

3/4 cup of milk (buttermilk would be great. I make the fake version using 1 tablespoon of white vinegar)
3 tablespoons of softened butter
Knead with the flour

Drop biscuits on to baking sheet or stone. Bake 8-11 minutes on 450. Restrain yourself.

This is how our finished dinner went:

Biscuits make KK excited.

Miss Picky ate everything but the green beans…

She celebrated (mostly) cleaning a plate that didn’t contain any macaroni.

My homemade chicken biscuit and I saluted her.

10. Always Have Dessert
They had ice cream sundaes.

I had another glass of sweet tea.

Can a girl from South Chicago Heights cook southern? It’s on, friends!

Whatever’s cookin’ for you this weekend, I hope it’s great.

Our Paige will be home for spring break~Smiles all around!

When Harry Met…My Girls

Yesterday, as a special treat, we bought ice cream and baked brownies and planned sundaes.

Disclaimer: my girls do not yet know the genius that is When Harry Met Sally, or how much their mother resembles the high maintenance/on the side-ness of one fictional Sally Albright.

I, too, just want it the way I want it.


Turns out, so do they: brownie sundaes…brownies…on the side!


What food do you prefer on the side? And is there anyone in the world who doesn’t love this movie and cackle during the ‘Win, Lose, or Draw’/’baby fishmouth’ scene?

Happy Weekend!

there’s a new kid in town

It’s been kinda quiet in our house since we moved…quieter neighborhood, fewer roommates, less traffic, and no Sammie Dawg.

I keep getting told NO about having another baby, so Rod finally said yes to a dog! No sooner than that decision was reached than some friends of ours were looking for a new home for this little man:

The timing was perfect. I got my baby boy, the girls got a new friend, and Max (whom we slightly renamed Maximus after this Disney character, but we’re still pretty much calling him Max, or Maxie, or Maxie MooMoo) gets to make our home feel a little crazy again.

Why yes, that is KK using the leash like a slingshot…

Randa tries to carry him everywhere.

I call this The Princess and The Dog.

I’m not sure yet if his master is going to be me or KK.

Right now, this sweet puppy is at my feet under the desk. It sounds kind of silly, but he is filling some needs for me that I didn’t know I had. I missed having an extra ‘person’ in the house. Even though Sammie has never been here with us, I still find myself expecting her to follow me, greet us at the door, or try to escape when we open the door! I need some noise, some security and extra eyes, a constant buddy and playmate for my girls, and a little reminder that love is the most valuable resource we can give.

Welcome home to our newest Burton.