Should be fixed soon.
Surgery is scheduled for the 17th, St Patrick's Day.
I tried to take Sadie's advice and fill the hole with love; but it looks like it is going to be filled with Gore-Tex instead.
Friday, February 27, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Who Knew?
Who knew that it was National Pancake Week?
I found out through a screen saver in a Primary Children's Hospital room.
Who knew that the minute Brian walked out of the door to go on his business trip, chaos would ensue?
Who knew on the same day I found out I need heart surgery, I was also informed that I am probably having small strokes?
Who knew that my baby would end up in the hospital again, after the nightmare of last time? Actually, two hospitals.
Who knew that Cris really can drive like Ricky Bobby if she has to?
Who knew that I could have some say in whether or not LifeFlight was involved?
I actually did know that I love my pediatrician.
Who knew that less than 10 minutes after returning home after a long and exhausting couple of days, we would be calling 911 again?
Who knew that I would have to give my child mouth to mouth on my living room floor?
Who knew that I could get through all of this without my body going haywire...yet
I didn't know.
But now you do.
Thanks to everyone for their thoughts and prayers. Go get yourself some pancakes! Blueberry ones!
I found out through a screen saver in a Primary Children's Hospital room.
Who knew that the minute Brian walked out of the door to go on his business trip, chaos would ensue?
Who knew on the same day I found out I need heart surgery, I was also informed that I am probably having small strokes?
Who knew that my baby would end up in the hospital again, after the nightmare of last time? Actually, two hospitals.
Who knew that Cris really can drive like Ricky Bobby if she has to?
Who knew that I could have some say in whether or not LifeFlight was involved?
I actually did know that I love my pediatrician.
Who knew that less than 10 minutes after returning home after a long and exhausting couple of days, we would be calling 911 again?
Who knew that I would have to give my child mouth to mouth on my living room floor?
Who knew that I could get through all of this without my body going haywire...yet
I didn't know.
But now you do.
Thanks to everyone for their thoughts and prayers. Go get yourself some pancakes! Blueberry ones!
Monday, February 23, 2009
Wonderful
Our weekend was great. After having visitors for a week we had some alone time and couple time. Friday night Bri was with his scouts "camping". This included going to a cabin, eating pizza and watching a movie. Real manly camping. I got to stay at home, eat curry and watch a chick flick with one of my good friends. Saturday brought more fun. For Valentine's Day Brian got a nose hair trimmer (I know, SEXY) and a gift certificate to Lugano. We shipped Cole off to play with Jaxon and Tenley and went to the land of YUM! I think I have mentioned that I love this place. The chef is incredible...each bite I caught myself saying ooooh, mmmm, this is SO good, etc. It was nice to have a date night right before Bri had a long business trip. Now I just have to survive until he comes home.
Friday, February 20, 2009
Thursday, February 19, 2009
Donations Now Being Accepted
Would someone like to buy me one of these
So I can take incredible pictures of a particular subject
He's a really worthy cause. Don't you think?
So I can take incredible pictures of a particular subject
He's a really worthy cause. Don't you think?
Monday, February 16, 2009
The Welcome Wagon
A couple of weeks ago I heard persistent knocking on our door. Reminder, We NEVER get visitors that pop in unexpectedly. I wonder who it is, thinking that they will just call me on my cell phone if the door is locked.
I am in the middle of changing Cole and the knocking gets more persistent. I think that perhaps one of my downstairs boarders is expecting a package that needs a signature. I actually did not hear the postman one day and Sadie had to go to the post office to pick up her cellphone that she conveniently forgot in Idaho. So I grab Cole, unbuttoned, and run to the door. I open it and to my surprise there is a lady that I have never seen in my life. She smiles and says hi like we have met before and then launches into a speech that begins with, "So you're the new neighbors!" I mention that we are not that new; we've been here for over six months. "Really?" Really. She continues to ramble introducing herself as "the welcome lady" and then invites herself in. I tell her that I am kind of in the middle of something, explaining my pantless child. She proceeds to tell me that she will just sit on my couch and wait for me to finish whatever it is I need to finish. I run back to Cole's room and put him back together. This is in the morning and even though my child is bathed and dressed...I am not. A typical day. I find a sweatshirt, there is no time to put on a bra, and run a comb through my hair. Who knows what kind of mascara remnants I had under my eyes. All the while I am thinking, "Who is this lady? Who sent her?"
I return to the lady in waiting and she launches into another speech. As she is telling me about the best salons, dentist, food storage, places to eat, grocery stores, nail techs, dry cleaners, etc. in the area she pulls out coupon after coupon. Then she starts handing me business cards for her doctor, her hairdresser, her dentist. I am getting slightly overwhelmed as Cole is already ripping a flyer from the local Avon lady to pieces. Then, this person (she never told me her name) proceeds to ask me what I do for a living, where my husband is employed, my phone number and other personal information. Why does she need to know? She mentions that if I find something in the bag that she has skipped over or I want more information on, to just give her a call...like we are the best of friends already.
I try my best to get this woman back on her way to storm someone else's living room. Throughout the production, I inherited a new necklace and earring set from Avon, a sample of eye cream from Mary Kay and some dehydrated chocolate milk to try. She prepares to leave, welcoming me again and telling me that she is SO glad that we have moved into the neighborhood. I have my gifts in one hand and a bag full of coupons and tissue paper in my other hand as I finally wave good-bye.
I take a picture of the bag because I find it so funny and random and go back to my day. I kind of forget about the whole experience until I started cleaning to prepare for company the other day. I found the bag in the office, just bursting full of opportunities. I get curious and I rummage through and find maybe two things that are useful. I'll take $100 off of laser hair removal any day! I finally found the welcome lady's name as I proceeded to go through the bag, on a letter from a local doctor. Along with some coupons that expired in December. Maybe she was told to come when we first moved...and she's just getting around to it six months later. I'll never know.
I still have no idea how this lady got her job. Is she appointed by the city? She was driving a really nice Audi, I wonder what kind of stipend she gets. All in all it was an interesting experience. She can check us off of her list and consider us officially "welcomed". Maybe next time it will be Ed McMahon.
I am in the middle of changing Cole and the knocking gets more persistent. I think that perhaps one of my downstairs boarders is expecting a package that needs a signature. I actually did not hear the postman one day and Sadie had to go to the post office to pick up her cellphone that she conveniently forgot in Idaho. So I grab Cole, unbuttoned, and run to the door. I open it and to my surprise there is a lady that I have never seen in my life. She smiles and says hi like we have met before and then launches into a speech that begins with, "So you're the new neighbors!" I mention that we are not that new; we've been here for over six months. "Really?" Really. She continues to ramble introducing herself as "the welcome lady" and then invites herself in. I tell her that I am kind of in the middle of something, explaining my pantless child. She proceeds to tell me that she will just sit on my couch and wait for me to finish whatever it is I need to finish. I run back to Cole's room and put him back together. This is in the morning and even though my child is bathed and dressed...I am not. A typical day. I find a sweatshirt, there is no time to put on a bra, and run a comb through my hair. Who knows what kind of mascara remnants I had under my eyes. All the while I am thinking, "Who is this lady? Who sent her?"
I return to the lady in waiting and she launches into another speech. As she is telling me about the best salons, dentist, food storage, places to eat, grocery stores, nail techs, dry cleaners, etc. in the area she pulls out coupon after coupon. Then she starts handing me business cards for her doctor, her hairdresser, her dentist. I am getting slightly overwhelmed as Cole is already ripping a flyer from the local Avon lady to pieces. Then, this person (she never told me her name) proceeds to ask me what I do for a living, where my husband is employed, my phone number and other personal information. Why does she need to know? She mentions that if I find something in the bag that she has skipped over or I want more information on, to just give her a call...like we are the best of friends already.
I try my best to get this woman back on her way to storm someone else's living room. Throughout the production, I inherited a new necklace and earring set from Avon, a sample of eye cream from Mary Kay and some dehydrated chocolate milk to try. She prepares to leave, welcoming me again and telling me that she is SO glad that we have moved into the neighborhood. I have my gifts in one hand and a bag full of coupons and tissue paper in my other hand as I finally wave good-bye.
I take a picture of the bag because I find it so funny and random and go back to my day. I kind of forget about the whole experience until I started cleaning to prepare for company the other day. I found the bag in the office, just bursting full of opportunities. I get curious and I rummage through and find maybe two things that are useful. I'll take $100 off of laser hair removal any day! I finally found the welcome lady's name as I proceeded to go through the bag, on a letter from a local doctor. Along with some coupons that expired in December. Maybe she was told to come when we first moved...and she's just getting around to it six months later. I'll never know. I still have no idea how this lady got her job. Is she appointed by the city? She was driving a really nice Audi, I wonder what kind of stipend she gets. All in all it was an interesting experience. She can check us off of her list and consider us officially "welcomed". Maybe next time it will be Ed McMahon.
Tuesday, February 10, 2009
Mexican Chicken Soup
A friend of mine is hosting a party with a Mexican theme. I typed up this recipe for her from one of my favorite cookbooks. Barefoot Contessa at Home. If I could afford all of the ingredients, I would cook from this book a lot. However, this particular recipe doesn't call for anything fancy. It's my favorite from this particular cookbook. It has great flavor and the white corn tortillas substituting as noodles is awesome. Enjoy!
Mexican Chicken Soup
2 split (2 whole) chicken breasts, bone in skin on
good olive oil
kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
2 c chopped yellow onions (2 onions)
1 c chopped celery (2 stalks)
2 c chopped carrots (4 carrots) *sometimes I use the pre-cut matchsticks*
4 large garlic cloves, chopped
2 ½ qts chicken stock
1 28 oz can whole tomatoes in puree, crushed
2 to 4 jalapeno peppers, seeded and minced (I actually leave these out)
1 tsp ground cumin
1 tsp ground coriander seed
¼ to ½ c chopped fresh cilantro
6 (6 inch) fresh white corn tortillas
Garnish: sliced avocado, sour cream, lime, grated Cheddar cheese, tortilla chips or fried tortilla strips
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Place the chicken breasts skin side up on a sheet pan. Rub with olive oil, sprinkle with salt and pepper and roast for 35 to 40 minutes, until done. When the chicken is cool enough to handle, discard the skin and bones, and shred the meat. Cover and set aside.
Meanwhile, heat 2 tablespoons of olive oil in a large pot or dutch oven. Add the onions, celery, and carrots and cook over medium-low hear for 10 minutes, or until the onions start to brown. Add the garlic and cook for 30 seconds. Add the chicken stock, tomatoes with their puree, jalapenos, cumin, coriander, 1 tablespoon salt, 1 tsp pepper and the cilantro. Cut the tortillas in half and then into ½ inch strips and add to the soup. Bring the soup to a boil, then lower the heat and simmer for 25 minutes. Add the shredded chicken and season to taste. Serve the soup hot topped with sliced avocado, a dollop of sour cream, lime wedges, grated Cheddar cheese and broken tortilla chips (or if you get really fancy, make your own Café Rio style tortilla chips/strips).
Mexican Chicken Soup
2 split (2 whole) chicken breasts, bone in skin on
good olive oil
kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper
2 c chopped yellow onions (2 onions)
1 c chopped celery (2 stalks)
2 c chopped carrots (4 carrots) *sometimes I use the pre-cut matchsticks*
4 large garlic cloves, chopped
2 ½ qts chicken stock
1 28 oz can whole tomatoes in puree, crushed
2 to 4 jalapeno peppers, seeded and minced (I actually leave these out)
1 tsp ground cumin
1 tsp ground coriander seed
¼ to ½ c chopped fresh cilantro
6 (6 inch) fresh white corn tortillas
Garnish: sliced avocado, sour cream, lime, grated Cheddar cheese, tortilla chips or fried tortilla strips
Preheat the oven to 350 degrees. Place the chicken breasts skin side up on a sheet pan. Rub with olive oil, sprinkle with salt and pepper and roast for 35 to 40 minutes, until done. When the chicken is cool enough to handle, discard the skin and bones, and shred the meat. Cover and set aside.
Meanwhile, heat 2 tablespoons of olive oil in a large pot or dutch oven. Add the onions, celery, and carrots and cook over medium-low hear for 10 minutes, or until the onions start to brown. Add the garlic and cook for 30 seconds. Add the chicken stock, tomatoes with their puree, jalapenos, cumin, coriander, 1 tablespoon salt, 1 tsp pepper and the cilantro. Cut the tortillas in half and then into ½ inch strips and add to the soup. Bring the soup to a boil, then lower the heat and simmer for 25 minutes. Add the shredded chicken and season to taste. Serve the soup hot topped with sliced avocado, a dollop of sour cream, lime wedges, grated Cheddar cheese and broken tortilla chips (or if you get really fancy, make your own Café Rio style tortilla chips/strips).
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