A "Super" Birthday

      My daughter will be 5 years old in an hour and five minutes.  The school-age years are upon me, and I don't know what I'm going to do.  My little girl is getting so big, and there's nothing I can do about it but enjoy it.  To celebrate, Monkey requested a superhero party.  Okay, that's not entirely true.  She wanted a Captain America party.  Then she wanted a Hulk party.  Next it was a Spiderman party.  Finally I said that we were having a superhero party, and that was that.  I'm not going to lie, I phoned it in a bit this year.  I had someone else made the cake.  *gasp*  I know!  What can I say?  Nursing school is time-consuming, but I did manage to make a few odds and ends to fit the theme.

     First and foremost were the invitations.  I took a few shots of Monkey in her Spider-Man top (from Gap) and her homemade tutu (for a tutorial, click here) perched in the tree in our back yard.  Then I headed over to Shutterfly to do the rest, and this is what I came up with:

     Next I started off the decorations by keeping it simple.  I found out (through Pinterest, of course) that fake tattoos can be used on plastic or glass.  So I decided to use that idea to decorate the cups for the party.  All you have to do is follow the instructions like you would for skin, and the tattoos will stick to the plastic the same way.

     I'm a fan of simple these days, and what could be simpler than phoning a friend?  I called upon my wonderful big sister to make this awesome banner for Monkey, and she did a fantastic job!

     The most awesome thing I made were these adorable felt masks for the kids (and the adults) at the party.

     I even decided to go with the theme and don one that went with my dress.

Spider-Girl and Batmom

     If you'd like to make some for your own little one, click here.  They were super fun.  I was glad to have them on hand in case one of the guests missed the memo about the costumes.  My in-laws certainly got the message, though:

     I saw an awesome idea on Pinterest about turning regular bubbles into themed bubbles for a party by simply wrapping designer Duct tape over the regular label.  And they make Avengers Duct tape :-)

     We also played this awesome Hawkeye version of "Pin the Tail on the Donkey". (I don't know what the deal is, but when you view the link the title is at the bottom of the page, but if you download it, it looks right.)  Of course, this was supposed to be a kids game...

     I was so excited to find Silly String at Walmart, and I had intended to have the kids shoot their "Spidey Webs" at various villains around the back yard (I was drawing on my games from Monkey's Toy Story party), but the adults at the party had other plans.  It was pretty much a free-for-all after that.  Even I got roped into it somehow, and Monkey had Silly String in her hair for the rest of the party because she refused to let me get it out.

   And to top it all off, I found a Spider-Man piñata at Walmart and filled him with goodies before letting all the little ones take their aggression out on him.  I must say, Spidey's never been my favorite super hero, but he sure can take a beating!  Those kids were relentless.

  And now on to the fun part: the food!  My favorite appetizer was this awesome food-edition of Captain America's shield, which was made up of blueberries, two layers of sliced strawberries (you could do raspberries and strawberries, but raspberries are a tad more costly), and one layer of white cheddar cheese, and a prettily cut out white cheddar star.

Ta-Da!

     Next I enlisted my sister's (and her Cricut's) help in making these cute food labels:

   Meanwhile, in a crockpot I had Teriyaki Wings cooking under the label "Bat Wings", but I don't have a picture of that particular genius.  We also had Pizza Bites shaped into a giant 5 for the birthday girl, and if you'd like to see the tutorial for that, go here.  They were super easy to make, and the guests loved them.  Plus you can shape them to fit any theme, and I made them the night before and simply stuck them in the freezer until the next afternoon.  We also made "Hulk Cookies" which were simply Mint Chocolate Chip Cookies dyed green. Then, using this awesome sugar cookie recipe that I found for last year's party, I cut out and baked gingerbread men, and then (with the help of an awesome friend) we decorated them to look like a few of Monkey's favorite superheroes.  

Our poor superheroes need to put in some quality time at the gym.

      I had planned to let the kids decorate their own superhero cookie, so I left about a dozen cookies blank and had icing ready, but then the party got under way and I completely forgot, but I think that would have been fun to see what sort of super hero they would have made for themselves.  Oh well, we were too busy having fun to be creative ;-)

   Finally I sent the kids home with some Hulk-style goodie bags filled with Avengers-themed Play Paks, a Spider-Man glow stick, a pack of stickers, and one of the felt masks I had made.  

     I made the bag by buying green paper bags from the party section at Walmart, and then I came home and glued the purple "shorts" to the bottom of the bag, making sure the waistline was nice and jagged first, and then I used a Sharpie to freehand the rest.  

     I had a lot of fun this year planning, and putting all this together, and I think I like this minimalist attitude.  It's rather relaxing.  And Monkey didn't seem to think anything was missing.

Happy Birthday Baby Girl!

J Has a Favorite Child (bet you can't guess who)

     Tomorrow J and I will be heading to NOLA for a few days to celebrate our 5th wedding anniversary.  I'm excited to get away for a few days, and I'm excited because this is the first time we've actually been able to celebrate our anniversary.  The few years he has been home for the occasion he's come home the day before, so we were still celebrating his return more so than our anniversary.  This year it'll be about both of us.  From a haunted tour of New Orleans (J's choice) to a Jazz brunch at A Court of Two Sisters (my idea), we'll both be getting a little of what we want.

     In the mean time Monkey will be spending her first weekend away from Mommy and Daddy.  She's going to stay at her Nanny's house where she'll be able to play with her cousin until her heart's content. I'm not going to lie, I'm secretly freaking out.  My sister is more than capable of handling my little ball of spunk (after all I swear Monkey gets much of her spunk from her Nanny), but I'm still a bit nervous simply because she's never been away from home but once.  And that was for one night, and she was five minutes down the street!  I know she'll be okay, but I may cry when we leave tomorrow, and I know I'll never hear the end of it from my husband.

    And last, but not least (as you'll see in a moment) our loving mutt, Roux is going to be staying at my mom's house so she can play with her favorite buddy.  My mom has a very energetic Australian shepherd that my dog loves to put in his place, so I'm not even batting an eye at the thought of dropping her off.  My husband, apparently, isn't so steady in this department.

    Earlier, I asked J to bathe said mutt in preparation for her visit tomorrow.  As he did, I went about cleaning and packing.  When I came upstairs to grab a few clothes, I could hear this one-sided conversation coming from the bathroom, "Now, if you have any problems, you just give me a call, and Mommy and I will come get you, and we'll bring you to our hotel with us.  Okay?  Now, close your eyes.  Close your eyes!"  That's when I opened the door in time to see my husband attempting to rinse the soap off of our dog's face, with her eyes open of course, and I hear J say, "I told you to close your eyes, stubborn mutt," before he turns around, noticing me with a guilty look on his face.

    "Really?"  I said.

    "Excuse you!  We're having a private conversation here!"  He exclaimed, slightly ruffled.

     I couldn't do anything but shut the door and walk away.

     But, really?

    No; I mean it.  Really?

    I expected to see Monkey in the tub, not my albeit lovable, but still not human mutt!

     Don't get me wrong, I love my dog.  I would be heartbroken if anything ever happened to her.  She really is the best dog I've ever had, but I still understand she's a dog.  I know there are people out there who personify their pets to an extreme; I just didn't realize I married one!  My husband makes a complete fool out of himself over that dog sometimes.  It's sweet; it's endearing; it's a little creepy sometimes, but hey, he's mine, so what am I gonna do?   I'm just relieved he's not seriously thinking about bring the dog to New Orleans with us.  At least I hope he isn't O.o

     In honor of my lovable husband (in all his glorious quirkiness), here is one of his favorite dinners, Pork Chops with Herbed Cream Sauce, Pasta Veggie Medley (both from The Best of Country Cooking), and Roasted Okra from my garden.

Pork Chops with Herbed Cream Sauce
4 pork chops (1/2 inch thick)
2 TBS vegetable oil
1 TBS all-purpose flour
1/2 tsp beef bouillon granules
1 TBS minced fresh parsley
1/2 tsp dried basil, thyme, or tarragon
2/3 cup milk or half-and-half cream
2 TBS water
1/8 or 1/4 tsp pepper

In a skillet over medium-high heat, cook pork chops in oil until the juices run clear (about 4 minutes per side).  Remove and keep warm; drain the pan.  Add flour, bouillon, parsley, and basil to the skillet.  Gradually stir in milk, water and pepper until smooth.  Bring to a boil; cook and stir for 2 minutes or until thickened and bubbly.  Spoon over chops.

Pasta Veggie Medley
1 package (8 oz) medium tube pasta
1 medium onion, chopped
2 TBS vegetable oil
2 small zucchini, julienned
2 medium carrot, julienned
2 TBS Parmesan cheese

Cook pasta according to package directions.  Meanwhile, in a skillet, saute onion in oil until tender.  Add zucchini and carrots; stir-fry until carrots are render.  Drain pasta; place in a serving bowl.  Add vegetables and toss gently.  Sprinkle with Parmesan cheese.

Roasted Okra
18 medium sized okra, sliced
1 TBS olive oil
salt and pepper to taste

Line a baking sheet with aluminum foil, and preheat the oven to 425.  Lay okra out on the baking sheet; drizzle with oil.  Sprinkle with salt and pepper, stirring to coat.  Bake 10-15 minutes.

Enjoy :-)

Run to Eat, Eat to Run

     This morning I woke up sore again from the brutal beating I've been putting my body through lately.  I started the Insanity program a few weeks ago when it got too hot to run.  I've been enjoying Insanity, but I have been missing my runs.  Running is an excellent way to clear my mind and meditate on anything that's bothering me.  It also gives me time to simply reflect on anything and everything that comes to mind.  The thing is, though, I have to convince myself to get out there.  The heat has been a good excuse to not go, but at the cost of my mind becoming cluttered and chaotic since it wasn't being "cleaned out" on a regular basis.

    The other night, J had taken Monkey to the store with him while I stayed behind to finish up my grocery list and do a few chores around the house.  I had just finished and decided to check the mailbox.  Inside I found a note from my sister, encouraging me to not give up running.  She had also included a 10K bumper sticker for my car to celebrate making it through the Couch to 10K program.  I grinned from ear to ear when I saw that sticker.  It reminded me of how far I've come.  It got me excited, and it made me want to go farther.  I found myself racing around the house, grabbing my tennis shoes, throwing on some jogging shorts, and racing out the door for my first run in 6 weeks.  And you know what?  I beat my last mile time by a minute and a half.  I felt amazing, and I felt my form improving.  I have Insanity to thank for that.  Shaun T, the insane man in the video screaming at you to "dig deeper", emphasizes using your core to workout.  The few weeks of doing his workouts have taught me how everything should come from the core.  You lift your knees with the core, instead of just throwing them around.  You keep your balance with your core.  You keep your body in line with your core.  The thing is, I never truly found my core before I did these workouts.  Now that I know what it means though, I can't imagine how I made it this far in running without knowing how to use my core.  It makes running so much easier, and it helps you achieve that good runner's form much more naturally.

   Since that night, I've adopted a new goal.  My sister and I have been talking about doing a Half Marathon for a while now, but I guess I never really thought about it.  The other night, after that awesome run, I came up with a plan.  My husband has this book, the Navy Seal's Guide to Fitness and Nutrition, and it happened to be next to the bed when I was looking up training programs for a Half.  Inside I found a program that helps you get to running 40 miles a week in nine weeks.  From there you go on to another program to help you run a half marathon in 12 weeks.  I did the math on my calendar and found that if I start this week, I will finish just in time for the Woman's Half Marathon in Baton Rouge this year.  Here's the first program if you're interested in trying it:

Weeks 1 & 2:
Monday:          4 mile run
Tuesday:         Cross Train (I'm going to keep doing Insanity)
Wednesday:    5 mile run
Thursday:       3 mile run
Friday:           Cross Train
Saturday:        3 mile run
Sunday:          5 mile run
Total: 20 miles per week

Weeks 3 & 4:
Monday:        5 mile run
Tuesday:        Cross Train
Wednesday:   5 mile run
Thursday:      5 mile run
Friday:           Cross Train
Saturday:       5 mile run
Sunday:         5 mile run
Total: 25 miles per week

Weeks 5 & 6:
Monday:       5 mile run
Tuesday:       Cross Train
Wednesday:  6 mile run
Thursday:      6 mile run
Friday:          Cross Train
Saturday:       6 mile run
Sunday:         6 mile run
Total: 29 miles per week

Weeks 7 & 8:
Monday:       7 mile run
Tuesday:       Cross Train
Wednesday:  7 mile run
Thursday:      8 mile run
Friday:           Cross Train
Saturday:       5 mile run
Sunday:         8 mile run
Total:  35 miles per week

Week 9:
Monday:        6 mile run
Tuesday:        Cross Train
Wednesday:   8 mile run
Thursday:       8 mile run
Friday:           Cross Train
Saturday:        8 mile run
Sunday:          10 mile run
Total:  40 miles per week

    Okay, so I'm tired just typing all that.  It is a bit overwhelming to think about doing two 8 mile runs back to back, or an 8 mile run followed by a 10 mile run, but I have to remember that there was once a time when repeatedly running 30 seconds then walking 1 minute for a total of 30 minutes was overwhelming.  Baby steps.  That's what got me this far.

    Yesterday I read an awesome comic all about running.  It was hilarious, and y'all should really check it out.  I completely identified with the author, especially when he talks about how he runs so he can eat.  (I'm typing this as I'm devouring a slice of Green Tomato Bread).  Reading it I got a sense of, "Yay! I'm not the only one."  And I loved his "Blerch", the being that basically follows you around, trying to convince you to go home and eat cake instead of run.  My own Blerch is very loud, and rather manipulative.

    At any rate, I've learned a lot from running, not just physically, but mentally as well.  I've learned to face things that are hard.  I've learned endurance.  I've learned patience.  I've learned how good it feels to reach impossible goals.  I've even learned that no goal is truly impossible.

   For those of you who simply come here for the food (I don't blame you), thank you for putting up with my ramblings on running.  I do have an amazing meal I want to share with y'all.  It comes from one of my Paula Deen magazines (Yes; I still love her!).  This meal was quick and simple, but looked and tasted amazing!

Pork Cutlets with Rosemary Dijon Sauce, Balsamic-Roasted Potatoes, and Steamed Asparagus 

Pork Cutlets with Rosemary Dijon Sauce
1 1/2 lb pork tenderloin, trimmed
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
1 TBS vegetable oil
1 1/2 cups heavy whipping cream
2 TBS Dijon mustard
1 TBS fresh minced rosemary

Cut pork into 1" slices.  Place pork between two sheets of heavy-duty plastic wrap, and flatten to 1/2" thick with a meat mallet .  Sprinkle with salt and pepper.  In large skillet, heat oil over medium-high heat.  Cook pork, in batches if necessary, 3-4 minutes per side or until browned.  Remove from skillet and set aside.  Add cream, mustard, and rosemary to skillet.  Scrape brown bits from bottom of the pan with a wooden spoon.  Bring mixture to a boil; reduce heat and simmer.  Add pork back to skillet, turning to coat with sauce.  Cook for 5-6 minutes or until sauce is thickened.  Serve immediately.

Balsamic-Roasted Potatoes
2 lbs red potatoes, cut into 1" pieces
1/2 onion, quartered
2 TBS olive oil
1 tsp kosher salt
1/2 tsp black pepper
2 TBS balsamic vinegar

Preheat oven to 450, and line a rimmed baking sheet with aluminum foil.  In a large bowl, toss potatoes and onion with olive oil.  Sprinkle with salt and pepper.  Spread on baking sheet in a single layer.  .  Bake for 20 minutes.  Drizzle with vinegar.  Bake an additional 4 minutes.
*I started these first and cooked the pork while these were in the oven.

Steamed Asparagus
1 lb asparagus, trimmed
1/4 cup water
3 TBS butter
1 tsp minced garlic
1/2 tsp salt

Place asparagus and water in a microwave-safe dish.  Cover with plastic wrap.  Microwave on high for 3 minutes or until tender-crisp.  Drain well; transfer to serving platter.  In a small sauce pan, melt butter over medium.  Add garlic and cook, stirring frequently for 3 minutes.  Stir in salt.  Drizzle butter mixture over asparagus.
*I did this part in the last 4 minutes that the potatoes were cooking so they'd still be nice and warm to serve.

I hope y'all enjoy!

Fried Green Tomatoes

     This weekend my baby girl had her first ever dance recital!  I was so excited to see her up there, having a great time with all the little friends she made this year.  She loved it, and she's asked me if she can do dance again next year, and I'm more than happy to oblige her.

My little diva!

      She's so funny.  She goes from ^ (diva, prissy, sassy, and little Miss Thing) to down-in-the-dirt tomboy who can hold her own against any little boy out there.  I love her versatility.  It must be her southern raisin'.

     Speaking of Southern raisin', any true Southerner should be familiar with the recipe I'm about to share.  A few weeks ago when we went up to the Pick-Your-Own farm up in Lucedale, we came back with a basket full of yummy tomatoes, both red and green, and I knew just what I wanted to do with the green ones.

Make Fried Green Tomatoes, of course!  The recipe I'm about to share is from All Recipes, and it's a pretty good one, but depending on the size of your tomatoes, you may need to double the amount of batter required.

4 green tomatoes
2 eggs
1/2 cup milk
1 cup all-purpose flour
1/2 cup cornmeal
1/2 cup bread crumbs
2 tsp Kosher salt
1/4 tsp black pepper
oil for frying

Slice tomatoes 1/2" thick; discard the ends.  Whisk the eggs and milk together in a medium sized bowl. Pour flour into a shallow dish.  Mix corn meal, bread crumbs, salt and pepper in another shallow dish.  Dip the tomatoes in the flour, then in the egg mixture, then in the corn meal mix.  Meanwhile, pour about 1/2" oil into a large pan, and heat.    Fry tomatoes in batches of 4-5 (depending on size) about 4 minutes per side, or until browned on each side.  Enjoy!




     This next recipe I had never heard of, but I'm glad I gave it a try.  It's for Green Tomato Bread, which, according to the original poster, tastes like Zucchini Bread.  Having never tried Zucchini Bread, I'll just take her word for it.  I do know that it's really yummy, and you don't even taste the actual tomato in it.  It just tastes like cinnamon.  So here's the recipe:

Green Tomato Bread
from All-Recipes

2 cups finely diced green tomatoes
2 cups white sugar
1 1/2 cups chopped walnuts
1 cup canola oil
2 eggs
1 TBS vanilla extract
1 tsp salt
3 cups all-purpose flour
1 TBS ground cinnamon
1 tsp baking soda
1/4 tsp baking powder

Preheat oven to 350.  Grease and flour 2- 9x5" loaf pans.  Mix tomatoes, sugar, walnuts, oil, eggs, vanilla, and salt together in a large bowl.  Mix flour, cinnamon, baking soda, and baking powder together in a separate bowl.  Combine flour mixture with tomato mixture.  Pour batter into prepared loaf pans.  Bake about 1 hour, or until a toothpick inserted into the bread comes away clean.  Let cool in pans for about 10 minutes.  Turn out onto a wire rack and let cool completely.  Enjoy!

Happy Birthday, Monkey!

     Okay so I'm a slacker.  I was supposed to post this on Monkey's birthday, but then my computer died.  Thankfully my awesome brother-in-law is a computer genius, and he revived my sweet Mac.  He also changed my hard drive icon to a zombie in honor of it's reanimation.  Last Monday was my daughter's 4th birthday, and I am amazed at how quickly the time is flying by.  She will be starting school in a little over a year, and I don't know what I'm going to do with myself.  I get teary eyed at the thought of her in a cute little school uniform with her backpack on her back.  I'm probably going to be one of those moms who cries the first day of school.  Scratch that "probably", I cried just this weekend at the sight of her wearing a bit of eyeshadow for the first time.  My husband thinks it's funny to bring up all the ways she'll grow in the coming years, just to see if he can get me to go all weepy again.  Jerk!

     Thankfully, she's not too big for themed parties yet, because I get a kick out of planning them for her.  Last Saturday we celebrated her birthday with a Princess Party, and she had a blast.  Of course I want to share some of the goodies.  First, the invites.  I had my awesome sister take a few shots of Monkey at the local park back home, and then I used Shutterfly to upload them and turn them into cute invitations. I can't figure out how to load the link to the finished project, but here's the picture she took.

Getting ready for the party

     I also had fun thinking of princess-themed snacks this year, and of course Pinterest helped a ton.  First and foremost, there's the cake:

     It may not be professional-looking, but I'm proud of it.  I found a cool tutorial on how to use a coloring sheet to create a chocolate mold of whatever image you want, and I used it to make each of the princesses you see on the top of the cake.  Monkey enjoyed eating the rejects.

Next I made Snow White's Caramel Apples, and although they tasted great they were not photogenic.  They were simple and yummy, though, so here's what you'll need:

1 (14 oz) package caramel
2 TBS milk
Granny Smith apples, sliced in half and cored

Pour caramel and milk into a medium sized bowl, melt in the microwave for 1 minute.  Stir.  Microwave for another minute.  Stir and pour into cored apples.  Let set, then slice and serve.

     Next, representing my favorite princess, I made Belle's Roses:

You'll need:
strawberries
White chocolate
pink food coloring
red icing
kabob or lollipop sticks

Wash strawberries, and skewer them onto the kabob/lollipop sticks.  Melt the white chocolate in the microwave according to package directions, add a few drops of pink food coloring.  Dip strawberries into chocolate, covering up to the white portion, and let set.  Once the chocolate is set, using the red icing, draw outlines of the roses onto the layer of chocolate.  Let set then serve.

   Representing Cinderella, we had Fairy Godmother's Magic Wands:

You'll need:
White chocolate
Pretzel rods
Sprinkles

Melt white chocolate in microwave according to package directions.  Dip pretzels in chocolate.  Decorate with sprinkles and let dry.

   We even had an assortment of sugar cookies shaped into Enchanted Castles, Tiaras, and Cinderella's Glass Slippers.  These were topped with an almond powdered sugar icing dyed the various pastel colors.

For drink, we enjoyed refreshing Princess Punch and my homemade sweet tea:

For the punch you'll need:
2 qrts pink lemonade
2 qrts rasberry sherbet
2 L lemon-lime soda

Add all ingredients to bowl and serve.

For the Sweet Tea:
   Clip 3 large Community tea bags (or 6 small bags) to the side of a gallon-sized pitcher.  Boil water and add to the pitcher until the pitcher is nearly full.  Let it steep for about an hour.  Remove and discard bags.  Add 3 cups of sugar.  Stir and enjoy :-)

Even our chips and dip and various trays had a nod to a certain princess movie.

"Chip"s and Dip

"Tiana's Tempting Trays"

Ariel's "Dinglehoppers"

     All-in-all it was a very good party, and of course Monkey racked up on gifts.

     I'm thinking I'll be going through her toy box and purging next time she's not looking.  Now it's time to go clean out my Birthday Party board on Pinterest until Monkey picks the theme for next year.

*Thank you to my awesome sister for taking the pictures and helping set everything up for the party!*

Everyone's Infected

     Alright y'all, I've finally done it.  I've jumped on the Walking Dead bandwagon.  I admit it.  I'm addicted.  J had the bright idea to introduce me to the series the day I started my A&P II class.  You know, that class that I have to focus really hard on, because it's my last main prerequisite before Nursing school.  At first, I swore I'd never watch another episode because I had night sweats after the first episode, but then I got to the part where the scientist explained the "science" behind the disease, and now I'm good.  Being afraid of zombies is about on the same level as being afraid of dinosaurs.  However, I still have an overly active imagination, and I swear I see zombies everywhere.  Thursday morning as I was driving to class I saw this kid walking to school on the side of the road, but the way he was limping really slow, with his arms swinging wildly by his sides, had me ready to scream, "Walker!". It turned out he was just trying to be gangster, and apparently he couldn't move too well with his pants halfway to the ground.  I laughed at myself before heading to school.  During my Public Speaking class, I noticed a janitor roaming around outside the classroom, moving very slowly, limping slightly.  I caught myself looking around the room in search of a blunt object for self defense in case this turned out to be another zombie, but then I caught myself and had to roll my eyes at my own hyperactive imagination.  Finally I was heading home from a study group after school, and that's when I saw the worst sight yet.  An elderly woman was walking along the side of the road, and I noticed that her face look horribly disfigured, even from a distance.  There was something seriously wrong with the lines of her jaw and nose, so much so that I couldn't simply laugh off the siren in my head screaming, "Walker! Walker!"  That is, until I got close enough to see that her glasses were sitting low on the bridge of her nose, and this was causing a glare and giving her the "disfigured" look.  I think I need to take a break from the land of zombies and hang out in reality for a while.  At least until reality stops looking like something out of Hollywood, or at least something a little more attractive from Hollywood would be nice.

     If nothing else, this show has sparked some seriously interesting conversations between my husband and myself.  It started with our debate about the legitimacy of an actual zombie, and it's been all downhill from there.  He thinks it would be interesting to see society start up from the beginning again. I find myself just wondering what the heck we'd eat.  I'm not a picky eater, but I like my kitchen and my ability to play around in there.  I think I'd miss food the most in a post-apocalyptic society.  Especially stuff like this:

Paula Deen's Chicken Fried Chicken, Smashed Potatoes, & Milk Gravy

Chicken Fried Chicken
2/3 cup whole buttermilk
2 large eggs
2 sleeves saltine crackers
1 cup all-purpose flour
2 TBS seasoned salt
6 boneless, skinless chicken breasts, pounded to 1/2" thickness
Vegetable oil for frying

In a shallow dish, whisk together buttermilk and eggs.  In a separate shallow dish, combine crushed crackers, flour, and seasoned salt.  Line a rimmed baking sheet with aluminum foil.  Place a cooling rack over baking sheet.  Dip chicken in buttermilk mixture, letting excess drip off.  Dredge in cracker mixture to coat.  Place chicken on prepared cooling rack, and let stand for 20 minutes to set crust.  In a large skillet, pour oil to depth of 1/2".  Heat oil over medium-high heat to 360 degrees.  Fry chicken in batches for 4-6 minutes per side or until chicken is golden brown and cooked through.  Set chicken on a clean cooling rack, and keep warm.  Reserve 2 TBS drippings for the gravy.  

Home Style Milk Gravy
2 TBS dripping from chicken
4 TBS all-purpose flour
3 cups whole milk
1/2 tsp salt
1 1/2 tsp black pepper

In a large skillet, hear reserved 2 TBS drippings over medium-high heat.  Add flour, whisking constantly for 2 minutes.  Slowly add milk, whisking constantly.   Cook for 8-10 minutes or until thickened, whisking constantly.  Stir in salt and pepper.  Serve immediately.

Perfect Smashed Potatoes
3 lbs red potatoes, quartered
3/4 cup butter, softened
1 (8 oz) package cream cheese, softened
1 cup sour cream
2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp ground black pepper

In a large Dutch oven, add potatoes and water to cover.  Bring to a boil over medium-high heat.  Reduce heat, and simmer for 8-10 minutes or until potatoes are tender; drain well.  Add butter, cream cheese, sour cream, salt, and pepper; mask with a potato masher until desired consistency.

Of course we don't eat stuff like this everyday, but nothing beats this much love on a beautiful Sunday afternoon like today's.  Enjoy :-)

New Year's Trivia

     I have a friend who, bless her heart, is a Yankee.  Over the past couple of years we have found that there are several differences between the North and South.  We have laughed over the way she and I both said, "Pecan St" as if we we're naming two different roads entirely.  She was thrilled by the fact that parades here in the South entail beads and candy being thrown.  I was recently baffled by the fact that they don't do black-eyed peas and cabbage on New Year's Day.  When she asked me why we do that, I was able to tell her that, according to tradition, cabbage stands for wealth and black-eyed peas stand for luck, and if you don't eat these on New Year's Day, you won't have good luck or wealth in the ensuing year.  That's about all I knew, so, being the nerd that I am, I took to Google to figure out the rest.

    Apparently this tradition is attributed to Sherman's march through Georgia during the Civil War.  He went through the state, carving a path to Atlanta, burning and pillaging as he went.  One of the few things he left untouched were the rows of black-eye pea fields.  These were harvested by the surviving Confederates, and they quickly became a major food source for the starving south.  Of course, the tradition has evolved and varies from home to home.  Some believe that one must eat exactly 365 peas in order to have sufficient luck for the year.  Others place a (hopefully clean) penny or dime in the pot, and the one who has the coin in their bowl is said to have the best luck that year.  In our house, it was always stated that as long as you eat a little of each, you should have sufficient luck and wealth for the year, but the more you eat, the better your chances.  Today, I'd like to share my version of Black-Eyed Peas and my step-daddy's cabbage.

Slow Cooker Black-Eyed Peas
1 lb Black-eyed peas (I use Camellia brand)
1 medium onion, chopped
2 stalks celery, chopped
2 TBS minced garlic
2 TBS garlic powder
2 TBS onion powder
Tony's to taste
cooked rice

Soak beans over night (about 8 hours), drain and rinse.  Stir peas, onion, celery, garlic, and seasonings in crock pot.  Fill with water until about 3/4 full.  Cook on low 8-9 hours.  Adjust seasonings as desired.  Serve over cooked rice.


New Year's Cabbage 
1 stick butter (not margarine)
1 medium onion, halved and sliced
1 head cabbage, sliced and core pieces removed
6 slices bacon (I use maple bacon)
Tony's
Salt
Pepper

In a large pot over medium heat, melt butter.  Add onions and saute until translucent.  Meanwhile, fry bacon until it's cooked, but not crispy.  (It will finish cooking in the pot.)  Add cabbage and bacon to the pot, stir, cover and cook down until cabbage is tender, about an hour.  Season as desired with Tony's, salt and pepper.



Happy New Year y'all!

The Sound of Pitter-Pattering Little Feet Usually Means Something Horrible is Happening

     My poor little blog was feeling so neglected, it logged me out of my account.  It was rather snooty too when I tried to log in.  It was all "Do you have a blog?"  Lately, the answer depends on the day I guess.  Oh well, I have a few spare minutes to try to squeeze in one more entry for this month.

     Besides running around trying to keep up with school, I've been chasing my little Monkey around.  I think I set myself up for failure by giving her that nickname.  It seems she's taken it as a personal challenge to live up to it in every way possible.  The night before last I put her to bed before heading off to shower.  It wasn't long before I heard those little feet going up and down the stairs.  I begrudgingly turned the shower off, got dressed and went to investigate.  I found Monkey standing next to her bed, wiping some kind of white powder off of her pajamas.  My mind immediately went to the Clorox I had been using to clean the bathrooms just a few hours before, but I reassured myself that I had put that way out of reach, hadn't I?  I rushed to the laundry room to check, taking Monkey with me to prevent her from licking the stuff off.  (You may laugh, but I wouldn't put it past her.)  On my way, I found a trail of the same white powder leading all the way down the stairs and into the laundry room/pantry.  I breathed a sigh of relief when I saw that the Clorox was in its proper place on a high shelf.  The relief turned to frustration, though, when I saw the bag of flour half emptied onto the floor.  When I asked Monkey why she had gotten into the flour, she said she had wanted more cupcakes.  Confused, I just stared at her.  I had made cupcakes the day before, but those were in the kitchen, not the pantry.  That's when it clicked.  The flour bag had a picture of cupcakes on the side.  

     Sighing, I cleaned Monkey up, put her back in bed, and cleaned up the flour mess before putting myself to bed.   Yesterday, I went to school as usual, and when I got home I thought I'd help myself to one of those yummy cupcakes that were still sitting in the kitchen.  I was sorely disappointed, however, when I lifted the lid and saw there were none left.  Apparently Monkey had polished off the remaining four cupcakes before venturing into the pantry in search of more, and that's when she saw the bag of flour.  I was laughing too hard to even be frustrated.  The best part is that my child did all this and managed to get back to her room before I could even make it out of the bathroom.  The next 15 years are going to be interesting to say the least.

     I was going to insert a very funny eCard that was highly applicable to my awesome story, but I can't find it!  Oh well, here's a yummy recipe instead:

Pasta Salad

1 lb Tri-color Rotini
1 can sliced black olives, drained
1/4 red onion
1/2 cup diced Mozzarella chunks
1/2 cup sliced grape tomatoes
1/2 red bell pepper, diced
1/2 cup peeled and quartered cucumber
1/2 cup Italian dressing (I usually add a little more at the end)
Salt and pepper to taste

Cook Rotini according to package directions; drain and rinse with cold water.  Once cooled, mix with other ingredients in a serving bowl.  Refrigerate for at least an hour before serving.  Enjoy!

     This is seriously one of my favorite side dishes for get togethers.  I'm not a big fan of pasta salad, but this is the perfect amount of some of my favorite veggies.  Monkey enjoys it too.

     Well I guess I need to get off of here and return to my studying.  Finals are in less than two weeks  O.O

Catching Up

     Only one post last month?  Geez I have some catching up to do!  Most of y'all know that I've been keeping my nose to the grindstone, trying to stay ahead of the curve at school.  I came up for air today and realized we only have 5 weeks until finals, and one of those is Thanksgiving week.  I feel like this semester has flown by, and I'm not sure I'm ready for it to end.
     Besides school, I've been keeping busy with my biggest sewing project yet.  Drumroll, please....

     Monkey requested to be Rapunzel this year for Halloween, and I was all too happy to oblige when I found this awesome free tutorial for making the dress yourself!  In case you didn't see the link to the wig on my previous post, here it is.  This outfit was a total success, and I even found a paper Pascal to put on Monkey's shoulder.

     She nixed the wig after about 5 minutes, but people still got the gist.  She should have gone as Flynn Rider, as sneaky as she was being with the candy.  She'd go up to someone, say "Trick-or-treat", receive her candy, wait until they looked at the next kid, and then she'd reach into the bowl and help herself to a few more pieces.  It took me a few times of watching for it to click that she really was doing that.  Oh well, more KitKats for Mommy ;-)
   
      Speaking of treats for Mommy, I am so excited that the latest Cooking with Paula Deen issue had a recipe for Kettle Corn, and y'all know I have to share it, because it's perfect for this time of year.

Kettle Corn
1/3 cup canola oil
1/2 cup popcorn kernels
1/3 cup sugar
3/4 teaspoon salt

In a large Dutch oven, heat oil over medium heat.  Add a few kernels; cover until they pop.  Add sugar and remaining kernels, quickly stir and replace the lid.  Shake pan for 2-4 minutes or until popcorn is completely popped.  Transfer popcorn to a large bowl.  Remove unpopped kernels, and sprinkle with salt.  Enjoy :-)

I've Got This

    I have one final class at 1:00, and then I am home free for two whole days!!!  This week was like running a mental marathon.  With four tests to study for, two stinky dogs that needed baths, a three-year-old with all her needs and wants, and a house that doesn't clean itself, I found myself passing out each night exhausted.  I began wishing my husband were here to help, but then I remembered the amount of dishes and laundry that come with him, and I began to be grateful that he's not around, so that I have one less person to take care of and pick up after (horrible, right?).  Oh, well.  I survived this week, and I've managed to do so without completely losing my sanity.  I only cried myself to sleep one night this week, but that was totally justified because I had just found out that I had sewn the collar on a shirt wrong for the 3rd time in a row!  Needless to say I'm ready for the weekend.
 
     If nothing else, this week  this month this deployment has taught me that I am stronger than I ever thought possible.  Not just all the running and working out I've been doing, but all the schooling, all the studying, all the "but Mommy, I want you to play with me"s, all the "Mommy, I need"s,  and even the emergency room visit have taught me that I can do this.  I can take on this crazy, hectic, beautiful life that doesn't make sense, and I can make it my own.  I can mold it into something that reflects who I am and what I want, and I can do it without anyone's help.  I am capable.  I am strong.  I am me; I am the best me I can be, and I am getting better every day.

    This weekend I look forward to sleeping past 6:00 am, cooking breakfast for my daughter, and taking her to see Finding Nemo in 3D.  Tonight her two friends are coming for a visit, and I know she'll be thrilled to see them again.  You know, the more I find myself and strive to make myself better, the more I see her in a new light.  It might just be her age, but her little personality has grown so much, and I love it!  She's sassy, smart, clever, strong-willed, happy, and funny.  I really think she's a redhead masquerading as a brunette.  She has a quick temper, and a loud mouth.  She's sweet and loving.  She's tough, tougher than I ever was.  She doesn't let anyone or anything slow her down, and she knows what she wants, and she demands it.  She's a whole lot of personality stuffed into that little body, so it's no wonder that she's always bursting with energy.  Words can't even describe how proud I am that she is my child.

   You know, I don't even know where I was going with this post.  I don't know how this ties in with my recipe, but here it is anyway.  This recipe has been floating around Pinterest for a while now, and I had to try it.  I'm so glad I did, because it was as yummy as it looked.  Here is it:

Sweet and Sour Chicken 

Chicken:

3-4 boneless chicken breasts

salt + pepper

1 cup cornstarch

2 eggs, beaten

1/4 cup canola oil

Sweet and Sour Sauce:

3/4 cup sugar

4 tbs ketchup

1/2 cup distilled white vinegar

1 tbs soy sauce

1 tsp garlic salt

       Start by preheating your oven to 325 degrees. Rinse your chicken breasts in water; cut into cubes. Season with salt and pepper to taste. Dip chicken into the cornstarch to coat then dip into the eggs.  Heat  1/4 cup oil in a large skillet and cook chicken until browned but not cooked through. Place chicken in a 9x13 greased baking dish. Mix all of the sweet and sour sauce ingredients in a bowl with a whisk. Pour evenly over the chicken. Bake for one hour, turning chicken every 15 minutes.

Ta-da!

Seriously, the original poster is a genius!  This stuff is amazing, and she even posted a Fried Rice recipe to go with it.

You'll need:

3 cups cooked white rice (day old or leftover rice works best!)

3 tbs sesame oil

1 cup frozen peas and carrots (thawed)

1 small onion, chopped

2 tsp minced garlic

2 eggs, slightly beaten

1/4 cup soy sauce

      On medium high heat, heat the oil in a large skillet or wok.  Add the peas/carrots mix, onion and garlic. Stir fry until tender. Lower the heat to medium low and push the mixture off to one side, then pour eggs on the other side of the skillet and stir fry until scrambled. Add the rice and soy sauce and blend well. Stir fry until thoroughly heated.

Yum!

Shut Up Brain, or I'll Stab You With a Q-Tip!

  Here is a sample of the type of conversation that goes on in my head:

Me: "I don't know what to wear tomorrow.  Or how to do my hair."

Brain:  "You're way over thinking this."

Me:  "But I don't want to have Mom hair."

Brain:  "WTH is 'mom hair'?"

Me:  "You know, messy thrown-up-into a ponytail hair.  But not the stylish kind.  Mainly because it contains baby spit-up."

Brain:  "But you don't have a baby, you have a 3-year-old."

Me:  "Okay so my mom hair will be filled with Play-dough."

Brain:  "Maybe we should focus on clothes.  What are your options?"

Me:  "I'm thinking khaki shorts and that orange blouse I love, but I wore that to get my ID the other day, so everyone saw me in it."

Brain:  "Everyone?  As in the 100s of other new students milling around, looking for their classes, getting their IDs, and otherwise not noticing you and what you're wearing?"

Me:  "Yes; them."

Brain:  *Sigh*  "You are making this way too difficult.  Wear that dress you made the other day."

Me:  "But what if I have to sit on the ground?"

Brain:  "Why would you have to sit on the ground?"

Me:  "Because I'll be in a dress, and it's Murphy's Law."

Brain:  "I don't think that's Murphy's Law."

Me:  "It is; Murphy's Law states that any woman wearing a dress will have to sit Indian-style on the ground.  Or she'll have to wrestle two dogs in a crowded parking lot....or something like that."

Brain:  "You really need to let that go."

Me: "You're the one who keeps reminding me."

Brain:  "Well played."

   Although the jury is still out on my attire and hairstyle for tomorrow, I did pack myself a yummy lunch.  I found a recipe for Baked Apple Chips, and I made two batches today so that I'll have something to munch on during the week.

These things make your house smell like Fall.

Here's what you need:
1 Granny Smith Apple
1 TBS cinnamon
2 TBS brown sugar

Slice the apple ultra thing.  (The original poster went on and on about using a mandolin.  I don't have one, so I just sliced them the old fashion way.)  Mix the cinnamon and brown sugar in a small bowl.  Dip your apple slices in the mix, shaking off excess.  Lay slices flat on a parchment paper- lined baking sheet.  Bake at 225 for an hour.  Take out and flip.  Bake for another hour.  Let cool and store in airtight containers :-)

Easy Peasy!

  I also made a Turkey Bacon Ranch Wrap that I'm entirely too excited about, so I'll let y'all know if that's any good :-)

  Monkey and I went to the park so that I could get away from my brain for a while, who was being obnoxiously snotty to me about all my anxieties about tomorrow.  I swear my brain must be part male.  Ugh!  While at the park I found the funniest thing, and I have to share.

Hmmm....

   Do you see it yet?


   Now?


   Yeah, I didn't either, until my child and I got into an argument about how there were 6 nails and 9 saws...only....there aren't.  Score one for Monkey.

   Well I'm hitting the hay early tonight, and of course, by that I mean Brain and I are going to have a nice long chat before he/she lets me pass out for an hour or two and then wakes me up to wonder if I've packed a lunch yet.

Penne with Artichokes, Asparagus au Gratin and Kitty Prozac

    I should be cleaning my room right now, but blogging is so much more fun.  Plus, my husband has watch tonight, so that means he won't be back until midnight, which also means that he's not here to see me sitting on my butt doing nothing when I'm surrounded by a mess.  Not that he'd say anything if he did see me doing that.  But then I'd have guilt. Then he might comment on how I never sit down and enjoy doing nothing, and then the guilt would multiply, and I'd pop off some smart alec comment before jumping up like a scalded cat to go clean something.  Yeah, it's better that he's not here to see me do nothing.

     Yesterday I had a very enjoyable visit with my mom and step-daddy who came to Biloxi for the weekend and decided to drop by.  When we normally see each other, it's at their house, and I'm usually there for some big family get-together, and there's a crowd of people, and everyone's fighting for everyone else's attention.  Needless to say a little one-on-one time was nice.  While my mom got the full effects of having Monkey all to herself, and Monkey reveled in the fact that all of her "Juju's" attention was on herself, I was cooking away :-)  I made Penne with Artichokes and Asparagus au Gratin.  Both were wonderful.  The Penne was simple yet filling, where as the asparagus was....how shall I put this?  Divine!  The creamy, rich "gratin" was amazing over those yummy asparagus spears.  I was extremely pleased with how they turned out, especially considering that I was cooking for my step-daddy.

    My step-daddy was the one who first got me interested in cooking.  He's part Italian, and it shows when he's in the kitchen.  I remember him spouting out phrases like "The Holy Trinity of cooking: bell pepper, onion, and gar-loc" as he'd throw random ingredients into a pan, stir, simmer, and saute until it was perfect, and we'd all rush to the kitchen to eat.  One of my favorite things to do as a kid was watch him work.  He was a master at many things: bbq, jambalya, pastas, steak, pork chops, etc. etc.  I'd watch him do it all, and if I could help, I was right there.  He'd have me chopping onions, peeling garlic, mixing up the ground meat, and I loved it.  To this day when I go home for a visit, I usually ease my way into the kitchen or outside next to the bbq pit to see what he's got up his sleeve.  To cook for him was one of those rare things I'd been looking forward to, so you can imagine my relief when everything came out scrum-didly-umptious.  And of course, I took pictures.
 

 

    And keeping with my theme of laziness, I'm not retyping the recipes, but I did insert link, so if you're interested just click on the name of the recipe listed above.

    I know at least one of you out there is a cat lover, so you may find this slightly entertaining.  My cat, VooDoo has been acting weird lately.  He's not affectionate like normal.  He's stopped grooming himself.   He doesn't want to play or eat or cuddle.  All he wants to do is sleep.  (No this isn't the entertaining part.)  He's been like this for about two weeks now, and I finally pointed it out to my husband who had two very interesting theories on the subject.  The first is that our cat is suffering from withdraws from his new catnip addiction.  For Christmas I bought VooDoo one of those stockings filled with toys, but I didn't notice that they were filled with catnip.  After being berated by my darling J for about half an hour on my bad ethics as a kitty mama, I finally took to the internet to rest my case.  Cats cannot become addicted to catnip as it is non-habit forming.  Scratch that theory, Sherlock.

    J's second theory is that our cat is depressed.  He seems to think that because he's been too busy to play with VooDoo lately, VooDoo suddenly has a case of the blues.  Since Google was already open on my laptop, I was relying on it to squash yet another goofy theory.  The problem was this one was actually true.  Cats can get depressed.  They even have a checklist to see if your cat is.  And according to said checklist our poor kitty needs some happy pills.  J is now convinced that we have a depressed, possibly suicidal cat, and I went ahead and made a vet appointment.  I'm still trying to figure out how I'm writing blogs about throwing myself into a train and basically eating my feelings of boredom, but the cat gets the Prozac.  Do they even make kitty Prozac?  I may have to Google that one.

Are you finding it hard to get out of bed in the morning?  Do you no longer have the desire to lick yourself clean?  Would you rather not chase the infernal light that always disappears right when you pounce?  You may need Kitty Prozac.  Talk to you veterinarian today!  
*Kitty Prozac may be habit-forming.  Do not take Kitty Prozac while operating heavy machinery, hanging out with aggressive dogs, or attempting to jump off of high places.  You should not mix Kitty Prozac with catnip or other drugs.  If you feel dizzy, weak or if your depression worsens seek help immediately.*