Day 2: Meaning behind your blog name
Month: March 2012
I remember my mom making this whenever we had company for dinner. This is the perfect “company’s coming” type of dish. It has your meat, starch, and vegetables all rolled into one casserole dish. It’s hearty, delicious, and different from the standard lasagna or baked chicken that are easy fall backs for entertaining. You can prepare it, put it in the oven, and get your kitchen cleaned up in time for company to arrive. Serve it with a tossed salad and a fresh baked loaf of French Bread, and you have the perfect meal.
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In an effort for everyone to get to know me a little better, I thought I’d do this 30 Days of Bloggity Bloggness that I stole from my friend, Angela.
I recently saw a blogger comment that her cleaning lady used vinegar to clean her floors, but it made her house smell like a pickle factory.
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Can you believe that it’s gardening time again? This winter went by SO FAST.
That may have a lot to do with the fact that we didn’t have much of a winter in Kentucky. Our heaviest snow came on March 3rd, and the day after that it was 80 degrees outside.
Consequently, I was able to till the section of garden I planted — barefoot! I love tilling dirt barefoot. There are few things as energizing as the feel of fresh-tilled dirt on bare feet.
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Now, though, I’m sitting with the boys running around fighting with light sabers, bread is rising, laundry is washing, and a turkey is cooking in the roaster. I have to force this time on the computer — because there are so many other things around me that require my attention.
Last week was my 40th birthday. Among the thoughtful and wonderful gifts I received, two really stand out as “favorites.”
My oldest son’s love language is absolutely touch. There is no doubt about it. He rubs, strokes, touches, hugs, feels constantly. When he sits next to me, he’ll grab my hand and put it on his head so that I’ll rub his head.
So, whenever I find that I have a free moment and I happen to be sitting down, you can almost bet that Scott will be in my lap.
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My baby girl turns 15 today.
How did that happen?
Where have 15 years gone?
We are waiting to celebrate. Apparently, opening night of The Hunger Games has an appeal for a group of 15 year olds, and so we’re postponing her party until that day, when we’ll take a group of twittering, texting, giggling teenagers to the hottest movie of the Spring.
Instead we’ll have a quiet celebration at home, after volleyball practice and before homework begins. I’ll make Floating Hearts with Raspberry Sauce and Fabulous Supper Nachos and put the Happy Birthday tablecloth on our dining room table.
And I’ll ponder…how is she 15? How is she this beautiful, poised, amazing young woman? How have I raised such a wonderful creature? I am in awe of the woman she is becoming.
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