Sometimes just a sign helps your heartache..

I miss someone. I've actually missed them for a long time...but there are times when the hurt and longing for someone you miss is stronger than others...when it is so strong you feel the physical pain of heartbreak..you think you have healed but your reminded that there are pieces missing and will be forever...I read a post that struck a cord with my heart over at Family Stamping and Food. Almost 5 years ago I lost my Nana. My Nana was a huge part of my life. She pretty much raised me...not because I didn't have a Mom I did and still do and she is my best friend...but my Nana was just something indescribable. She was the rock of our family. All of us were drawn to her. If you had troubles or problems you went to Nana. She fought a war with cancer...and lost. Even as I type this the pain of her loss is fresh and no less painful than it was when I watched her take her last breath...I was beside her because she stayed beside me when I fought my war with cancer. I prayed just as hard for her as I know she did for me. For the past couple of months I have missed her more than ever..the sound of her voice..her words of encouragement. I wanted her beside me again....and since I couldn't have that I wanted a sign...just any sign that she was watching that she knew...that she knew I missed her and loved her. That she knew I was able to have a baby...that I was fixing to have another one. I know that she is watching in my heart I really do. I know that she is up there in heaven watching and smiling down....but I just needed some peace...just plain greed I guess because really I just want her back so bad...even if just for a moment. I got my sign and it gave me the peace I wanted...

My Nana was a great cook...and in my family there are not that many of them. There didn't have to be...Nana was queen in the kitchen as well as in our hearts. My Mom is just now becoming a good cook...she says it took her all this time to find patience for cooking...I think it took her this long to just figure out that the fire alarm was not the oven timer telling her when dinner was done and that recipes were meant to be followed and that sometimes you shouldn't "wing it" especially if you couldn't fly...learn to fly then "wing it". (Now this is nothing that my Mom and I haven't laughed or talked about thousands of times so don't think I am talking bad about my Mom...I am southern and we don't do that...but we are honest and state pure truths..especially when said Mom is out of town for a month and did not make me that dump cake she promised before she left...hi Mom if your reading this...should have stuck to your promise and I wouldn't have outed you on the net.) Anyways back to Nana. She loved cooking and passed that love on to me...and being that I was the first one to love it out of all her kids I was the one she taught to cook. She never followed recipes...she threw the ingredients together...she didn't even own measuring cups or measuring spoons...and that was how I learned to make all of her food. Now there were times when I really had trouble with the dish...her fudge to this day is still not something I can whip up without ruining dinner plates (story on that some other time), her biscuits aren't my strong point either because her biscuits stayed soft all day...they never ever hardened up...even days later...not that they lasted that long ( I make good biscuits but they have a shelf life of a few hours then they start to harden)...and the final one was her chocolate pie recipe...because I begged and pleaded she would sometimes write up a "recipe" but it was just a guess at the measurements of what she put in it. When anyone wants a "Granny dish" (I was the only one who called her Nana) they call me. I true to her teaching don't measure on her dishes because now I can cook (almost except those 3 things) like her. (I have to measure on everything else though and I own several sets of measuring cups and spoons because I am not queen in the kitchen at this point I am somewhere around duchess..but I am working on it) The other day when my missing her was at one of its highest points I was going through cookbooks and recipe boxes. In one of those recipe boxes a scrap of paper fell out. It was old and dirty. It landed face down so I couldn't tell what was on it till I picked it up and flipped it over. Goosebumps and tingles covered me from head to toe...in my Nana's handwriting was her recipe for chocolate pie....and all I could think was thanks Nana I needed that...I love you too.

Snakes and snails and puppy dog tails....

Today was finally the big day. The day that I have been waiting for...I found out what I will be having today. Another little boy. As I sit here thinking about what this means to me...it takes my breath away and makes me cry. My feelings are so beyond words. Right now inside of me there is a little man. A little man that I was told so many times I would never have. He is my second little man but no less precious than the first. I feel so blessed to have the opportunity to be apart of another life... another life that I know will be something special. So little man inside of me wiggling around....Mommy loves you and I am waiting to hold you, to kiss you, to finally look into those little eyes...those little eyes that I never dreamed that I would be gifted with. I can't wait for all the miracles we get to have together your first cry, your first smile, your first laugh and so many more. There is so much for you to see and do. You have a loving Daddy waiting, and a loving big brother. We are all waiting for you....20 weeks isn't very long...so get strong and grow some more...till I can hold you in my arms...I will hold you inside with my heart...

Krispy Kreme Deal

You will probably be seeing a few posts coming up with good deals I am finding. I bought a book wrote by Coupon Mom and have been learning alot. Seriously I recommend this book and I am so excited to get started.

Have you ever heard of Krispy Kreme? We had a date night on Saturday and I did not get to go to the restaurant I wanted because there was an hour wait...a whole hour here people. I just could not see waiting that long even if it was for the best Italian place around. So we ended up going to a place that didn't have really anything I wanted. I doggie bagged over half my plate. My husband knew I didn't really enjoy the meaty place he picked because I am still not eating alot of meat. So he took me for a doughnut. I walked in that place and got a whiff and a few minutes later we walked out with a full dozen....I have never in my life bought 12 doughnuts. Usually just a couple maybe 6 max. I am never buying 12 doughnuts at one time again either...because between the hubs, H and I we have ate them all except one...and I feel totally guilty..not really they were great and I haven't really ate any junk food this entire time...unless you count the new chocolate Cheerios...I did eat a box of those in a week..anyways back to the deal. Right now if you buy a dozen doughnuts at Krispy Kreme you get 12 free Valentines. Now I know your thinking so what Valentines? Here is where the deal comes in....each valentine gets you a free doughnut. Which I think is perfect. They have no expiration date and the hubs and I can stop in occasionally and get a free doughnut each and get a doughnut fix...without the temptation of 9 more waiting when we finish them. It also kinda works out that you basically get a dozen doughnuts free....which is a pretty sweet deal...pun intended.

Last weeks Cauliflower Soup recipe

Here we go last weeks soup recipe. This recipe is really forgiving and really easy to change up any way you like. What I mean by forgiving is at one time or another I have forgotten steps or ingredients and added them out of order or forgot them all together....I like a recipe that doesn't hold a grudge about the tiny details and still tastes this good. Also you can omit the butter and use skim milk and make it pretty healthy. I actually made this soup on Weight Watchers that way and it was low in points

Cauliflower Soup

1 tablespoon olive oil
1 tablespoon butter
5-6 cups of finely chopped cauliflower (a large head should get you that much)
1 cup of onion
1 clove garlic (chopped, smashed, or diced)
3 tablespoons of flour
4 cups chicken broth
1 c milk
8 oz Brie (peel and remove the rind)chopped
1/2-3/4 teaspoon of dried thyme
Salt and pepper to your taste
dash of cayenne
green onions, chives, cheese or bacon pieces for garnish


In a large soup pot, preferably non-stick heat the olive oil and butter over medium heat. Add the onion and garlic. Saute for 3-5 minutes. Add the chopped cauliflower and saute for another 7-10 minutes. Stir in the flour and cook for 1 minute. Stir in the chicken broth and milk. Cook for 5-7 minutes more till it starts to bubble and thicken up. Now add the Brie and thyme and season with the salt and pepper and cayenne to taste. Cook until the Brie fully melts. Now you can eat it this way or you can put it in a food processor in small batches and puree it till its creamy...or hey if you have an emersion blender like I did at one time and you didn't loose the parts use that.

**Now I cheat alot, I make my chicken broth out of water and bouillon cubes. Occasionally I want to make it heartier and I dice up carrots and celery and add it in with the onions and cauliflower. Sometimes I even go wild and add in a small diced up potato....this recipe is really flexible just make it yours. I top mine with chives cheese and bacon. Forgive the picture I was eating it out of a white soup bowl and it didn't want to show up anything but washed out. This would be my husbands gigantomous bowl and his equally huge helping of cheese.

Menu Plan Monday-on Tuesday

Hey I maybe late posting but I actually have had my menu planned since Sat. Last week I did great following my menu the only thing I did not make was the lasagna cups and that was because my Mom invited us to dinner. I am not going to pass of the chance for Mom's homecooking (at least not her meatloaf). Remember to check out the Organizing Junkie's Post for more ideas. This is how my week looks menu wise.


Monday- Ground beef Stroganoff, crescent rolls, peas, and fruit salad



Tuesday- Chicken Fajitas, Mexican Rice, Fruit Salad


Wed- BBQ chicken stuffed baked potatoes, steamed veggies and Applesauce


Thursday- Homemade Pizza half pepperoni & half hawaiian (still trying to find the perfect crust recipe but its been fun trying them out) corn on the cob and steamed broccoli

Friday- Breakfast Biscuits, Sausage, Scrambled eggs


Saturday-Steak Sandwhiches and oven fries

Sunday- Lasagna cups, Mixed Steamed Veggies and cesar salad

At some point this week I will make something sweet and will be sure to post so check back.


I will post the recipe for my cauliflower soup from last week I have just been super busy organizing and cleaning.....I think its a nesting thing. Not to mention the cute birthday gift I am working on for my niece....check back for that too.

Wordless Wednesday

Sockless but Thankful

My husband came in from work today and immediately started helping me around the house without being asked. He knew I had a rough day with our son still being sick and he said he wanted to take some of my load off....He is banking extra brownie points here people. I was too tired at the time and my brain was numb or I might have been suspicious...not that he normally doesn't help just usually I have to ask. He started doing laundry. I don't know many husbands that are like this but his favorite house job is laundry....he actually likes to wash, fold, hang, and put away clothes. (when I ask for help around the house that's what he automatically wants to do) I am expecting at anytime this fact to get out and I will be approached by some brainy woman scientist who wants a sample of his DNA so he can be cloned. Which after she reads this post fully she may change her mind. So he is doing the laundry thing and he does the washing folding and hanging parts of it quite well without any instructions or help from me. The putting away of things not so much. Tonight he didn't ask me where anything went like he normally does. He put everything away on his own while I was emptying the dishwasher. I thought nothing of it. That goes to show how tired I am. Usually I help put things away just to make sure what happened next is avoided. Fast forward till a little later tonight he and my son are already in bed and I wanted to take a little while to unwind before trying to do the same. So I went to go take a relaxing bubble bath. It was all fine till I needed my pjs. Here is my husbands laundry downfall. He can't remember where anything goes. Now I have showed him so many times its unbelievable which is why I usually put the laundry away with him so I can tell him every time where things go. Tonight I found my T-shirts in my underthings drawer, my underthings in my pj drawer, my yoga pants in my sock drawer, some sweaters in my grubby clothes drawer, and my pjs in his sock drawer...I still haven't found my socks....After the day I have had and pretty much the weekend we have had I am just thankful the laundry has been done..I am going to have to ask if he can remember where my socks are if I don't find them tomorrow because my feet are freezing....for now I guess I will settle for just putting my cold feet on his warm ones....I would steal a pair of his socks but I can't find his either...but at least the act of sock theft did help me find my pjs.

Menu Plan Monday

So last weeks menu did not go exactly as planned. We had a very rough week. My son got sick and I was so busy taking care of him that I didn't get to cook everything. Alot of nights we ended up eating soup from the pantry or quick bites I keep on hand from the freezer. To top my week off our water froze so it was just one of those weeks where everything worked against me. Its a new week though and a new opportunity to stick to goal so I am going to try this again. I do still expect to have a busy week H is still sick and I go to the doctor to find out what baby #2 is. Remember to check out the Organizing Junkie's post lots of links for more ideas. Oh yeah, this is not my first one that was a typo this is my 2nd one!


Monday- Turkey Kielbasa wKraut, black eyed peas, turnip greens, and probably some form of potato (to make this meal more enjoyable for the hubs he isn't a huge fan)

Tuesday- Cauliflower Soup and bread of some sort (even people who don't like cauliflower like this one...my hubs thought it was potato for months before I told him otherwise)

Wed.- Chicken breast stuffed with jalapeno and cheese, mashed potatoes, peas, rolls

Thursday-Lasagna cups, broccoli, applesauce

Friday-Crunchy Beef Tacos, Fiesta Rice, mixed fruit (this is tentative we may or may not go out to eat to celebrate our new boy or girl depending on how H feels)

Saturday-Country Fried Steak Fingers, Mashed Potatoes, Gravy, Green Beans, Rolls

Sunday- Pork Roast, Green Beans, Scalloped Potatoes

Revenge is Sweet and Frozen

I am going to start this off just by saying I am pregnant. I am pregnant and hormonal...which translates to not always in control of my emotions. In times of stress I lose futher control of those emotions and it lands me where I am right now. Does anyone know how to melt boots? Ok well not boots but ice in the boots...They are so big they won't fit in the microwave and even if they would I am not sure that I want to smell the smell that would come out of those boots defrosting. I would deserve that though. The nasty boot smell I am sure that would come out of the microwave because of what I did....I am going to confess. I am going to just go ahead and get it off my chest. My son is sick...very sick and ofcourse this all hits right when we get snow and ice and can't get to the doctor...Early am on Thursday my son woke up running a fever and I gave him tylenol. After an hour of watching his temp not fall but rise I gave him motrin and proceeded to stay up all night with him. I am a night owl and don't go to bed till 2 a.m. every night so I had not even been to bed. Needless to say I stayed up till 6 a.m. before he fell asleep comfortably after his fever broke...We (translate he) got up at 10 a.m. ready to go...I dragged up at 10 a.m. with him but not ready to go. He was fine all day while the ice and snow came but fastforward to later that night...his fever goes up again and this time he lays around alot not moving...then he starts vomiting...I spend most of Thursday night cleaning up him, me and anything unlucky enough to get in our path (which was mostly just me)...Now mind you my husband is up with us too...but when H gets sick he wants me and only me thats it...So he stayed attached to me...Thursday night drifts into Friday morning and the 3 of us spend the whole night awake (thats 2 in a row for H and I). I am cruising on no sleep, exhaustion and enough worry plus hormones to make Roseanne (Barr) seem sweet. His temperature does it again and falls away with the morning. I have spent most of the night holding him...and worrying. I call the Doctor and ofcourse they will see him at 2:40p.m. ....which at 8 a.m. is pretty far away. So I have to dwell, worry and stew for quite sometime before I can breath again. The stress and crazyness is now circling over head...you can practically see it.(except my husband who apparently goes blind when a warning sign is flashing) I really do have a great husband but when I am stressed and hormonal it doesn't matter I overact like the angry/dramatic/irrational/hormonal/psycho pregnant woman I am. Now I don't get violent I am 5'4" and he is 6'5". So what good would it do if I did...bruise an ankle... plus he is smart enough not to bend his head down for me when I ask him to so I can brain him with an iron skillet...and again the only things I can really reach are ankles and knees. Those just wouldn't be as satisfying. So my usual retaliation is a mean look, a huff, and a threat...you know something like "I hope you remember how to make my Stroganoff because the only way you will ever get it again is if you make it yourself". Now you may not think this is a significant threat....but my husband likes to eat..alot. So threatening him in the food department is usally the way to go. I have used those threats too much apparently without follow through and he knows I never stick to them....they have lost their pull. My mean look and my huff don't do any good except to make me feel a little better. So there is no gratification to the craziness that comes boiling out of me....well till today. I was running back and fourth between our master bedroom and adjoining bathroom. I was trying to keep busy so that I might work some of the crazy out of my system... when boom. The crazy pregnant bomb was detonaited. I stub my toe on something....the pain the agony...you know the kind. Its so bad you can't even think of bad words to help. You suck air in but don't let any air out as the pain radiates from that tiny toe all through your body. I collapsed on our bed paralyzed. I couldn't move...I'm still holding my breath and going blue. The pain is magnifying to a deep throb. When my eyes uncrossed I could finally see what had almost brought about the great toe breakage of 2010. Can anyone guess what it was? It was a pair of size 14 black waterproof work boots...boots that I had repeatedly asked someone not pregnant and owned said boots to put them away so a situation like this wouldn't happen...I seen those boots and something clicked in my head...crazy pregnant lady took over..It didn't help I was still holding my breath so I am pretty sure the lack of oxygen was also a culprit. B (the hubs) was asleep on the couch which also didn't help his case. It only made crazy pregnant lady's anger boil harder. He who is not pregnant, who did not put away his shoes, who hadn't spent the majority of the night covered in grossness was asleep and snoring peacefully away. I grabbed up those boots not really knowing what I was doing or thinking and took them (limped them) into our bathroom. I went straight to the tub and put them under the water and filled his waterproof boots up. I know they really are waterproof for sure now because not a drop of water came back out....then I walked them to our front door opened it and set thim outside. Outside in the snowy icy weather where the temprature was 14 degrees. I shut the door leaned back against it and felt very satisfied...the crazy pregnant woman beast was quiet and glowing with triumph. That glow lasted for about 3 minutes before the guilt set in. I was heading back to the door to get them when H woke up from a short nap he was taking. He is extra fussy so I went straight to him...and accidentally forgot those boots. I went on about my day oblivious to the popsicles in the making. We left took the baby to the doctor. Got meds and a diagnosis. Strep throat again. This time it was worse they say because he had little white bumps in his throat and his throat was very swelled. We left the doctor's office after 4 pm went to pick up medicine and then headed home finally. We had a simple dinner of soup and went about our nightly routine of getting H ready for bed. Then my husband starts looking for his boots so he can have them ready the next morning....I helped him look for them (pregnancy brain rot made me forget what I did that is my story and I am sticking to it). Suddenly it dawned on me where they were. You should have seen his face when I told him...he ran out and grabbed the boots. Sure enough those things are really waterproof and there is a boot shaped popsicle in each one to prove it. So now I sit here with boots that have popsicles in them and I feel guilty (kinda)....but the crazy pregnant part of me is glowing still with sweet revenge...the only upside to the whole thing is I just bet when I huff and give him a mean look now it has more pull than it did before...if it doesn't I may find something else to freeze...hahaha.

Pot Roast & Not Homemade Oreos

So first the pot roast. I have to be honest I am not much of a meat eater right now. Pregnancy for me makes me almost a vegetarian. My husband however is a meat and potatoes kinda man. So to entice myself to eat meat I am experimenting. What I want to eat all the time right now is fruit and veggies. I am enjoying strawberries with vanilla yogurt....Salads...huge salads with everything on them covered in ranch dressing...the homemade kind...spicy hot v8 with extra hot sauce...hot salsa with baked chips.. This pot roast was good but it didn't really make me "love" it. I liked it and probably ate a couple of ounces. My husband "loved" it. He ate several helpings of the meat and potatoes and said the recipe was a keeper ad he would eat it again. So here is my experiment


Manly Slow cooker Pot Roast

3 lb roast (whatever your favorite cut is)
1 pkg Brown Gravy Mix
1 can French Onion Soup
1 can Golden Mushroom Soup
2 c. baby carrots
2 c. of peeled cubed potatoes
1 c. water
1 T. Worcestershire Sauce

Put the meat int the slow cooker. Place the veggies around it. In a medium sized bowl mix the Brown Gravy Mix, Onion Soup, Mushroom Soup, water and Worcestershire sauce. Turn on low and cook 8-10 hours.





I wanted to make Homemade Oreos....not just any Oreos though Mommy's Kitchen's Oreos Do you see that picture above? That's not oreos...What happened you ask. Well my kitchen gremlin did it again. I laid out the butter and the cream cheese in preparation for the recipe. They were ready so I went to go get the cake mix out. I looked everywhere....I know I had a dark chocolate cake mix!...I reorganized my pantry last week after Christmas. I put that cake mix towards the front because I knew I wanted to make those oreos...that cake mix was no where to be found. I emptied that sucker out. I messed up all the work I did. Guess what I found....well it wasn't a chocolate cake mix that's for sure. I found a carrot cake mix...a carrot cake mix that I did not put in there. What kind of kitchen gremlin takes a chocolate cake mix and puts a carrot cake mix in its place?....my kitchen gremlin thats who. So after cramming everything back in there....and only having to pull half of it back out once because I packed the carrot cake mix up again (that's my karma I guess for the language I was muttering while I was losing my cake mix mind). I held to another 2010 goal. I didn't waste that butter and cream cheese. I didn't see the glass half empty (OK for a few minutes I did the important thing is I corrected it)...I made carrot cake....well what do I call them? They aren't Oreo's (on a side note I haven't given up on the those I will be getting another chocolate cake mix) I guess I can call them carrot cake cream pies. They are good just extremely rich and here is the recipe if you want to try it...just make sure your gremlin didn't get your cake mix. Tomorrow looks like I will be organizing my pantry again...and maybe scrapping cream cheese filling off my cabinets...If you only knew the mess I made. Happy cleaning...wait I mean happy cooking your probably not as messy as me.

Carrot Cake Cream Pies

Cookie Recipe
1 package carrot cake mix
2 eggs
1/2 c. veg. oil
Heat oven to 350 degrees. Add oil and eggs to cake mix and blend together. Roll dough into balls. I used a teaspoon so that I could get all the little balls about the same size. Place on greased cookie sheet. Bake for 7-8 minutes. Remove from oven and let cool on sheet for about 2 minutes. Remove cookies from sheet and place on cooling rack. To assemble the cookies I used a pastry bag with a star tip...I could tell you what size but I don't remember and its in there soaking the frosting off. I add about a tablespoon of filling into the center of one cookie. Place another cookie similar in size on top of the filling. Lightly press, to work the filling evenly to the outsides of the cookie. Continue this process until all the cookies have been sandwiched with cream.


Cinnamon Cream Cheese Filling Recipe:
1 stick butter (1/2 cup)
1 block of cream cheese (8 ounces)
4 c. confectioner's sugar
1 T cinnamon
1 tsp. vanilla extract

Cream butter and add cream cheese and mix well. Combine cinnamon and confectioners sugar add slowly to the creamed butter mixture. Mix until completely combined.


***On a side note I toasted some pecans and chopped them then rolled some of the cookies in them...you will see one in the picture above.

It always happens.

When I make a plan mayhem usually follows. Remember that goal of cooking and eating at home...well today I got shot down...not only did I get shot down I crashed and burned in a mighty way....my sugar came crashing down and I had a angry tired toddler who just added to the flames. I took my son H to his 1 year well check. The same well check that the Dr's office has re-scheduled on me twice now. I was optimistic..another goal for 2010..I want to see the glass half full instead of the normal way I see it...because to be honest I usually am the one to see the glass is half empty or in a dramatic panic its all the way empty. So I went in there thinking we will be in and out. I packed my son a bottle/sippy, snacks, and toys. He is not the most patient of people....I will be honest he got that from me...he is also a tad dramatic...that's totally from me too. However I thought I was prepared. I wasn't. The place was packed standing room only. We spent 3 hours in that doctors office. We all limped out. I felt like I had just fought a war. Between the bully in the waiting room kicking H's toys around and pushing H down and me chasing him for two hours around the waiting room. To the 1 hr in the actual examining room and H screaming the entire time because it was too hot and he was uncomfortable. He had played with all his toys ate all his snacks and drank his bottle/sippy....needless to say it was 3 hours of Hades. Did I mention he got two shots and a thing stuck down his throat to test for strep? Which was negative by the way. When we finally made it out the door and were in site of the car I felt like I had climbed a mountain, survived a tornado, and ran a marathon. All of the sudden my sugar bottomed out. I got the shakes, dizzy and sick to my stomach. I crawled in the passenger seat while my husband buckled the screaming H in. At this point he was screaming from hunger, pain, exhaustion and pure drama. My husband took one look at me and drove straight to a take out place. I gave in. I had no more fight in me. It was a good 45+ mins home in bumper to bumper traffic and I knew I wouldn't make it. Now I feel totally guilt ridden. I ate take out. We spent money that we didn't have to. However I am more determined than ever to make this goal and not eat out. In the middle of eating my husband looked at me and said " I know that look I am going to enjoy this because I doubt we will eat out again for a long time". He is so absolutely right it makes me more determined than ever...So the roast is done and cooling. I will put it in a container and let every one know if my experiment with the recipe worked tomorrow. I am off for now to go sterilize myself and my son from lord only knows what germs we picked up at that office. I am looking on the bright side....tomorrows dinner is mostly done!

Menu Plan Monday

So this is a 2010 goal of mine. To make a menu and stick to it. I really want to save as much money as possible this year and eating at home is the first step. I have a semi-picky husband and a toddler that one day eats everything and the next day hates everything. I am just getting started so I am working on more ideas. However check out the organizing junkie's post. There are so many great ideas there I hope to borrow some for future menus. I know I am getting started late but I intend to get this started much sooner in the future.

Monday- (I was running around doing errands so when I got home I grabbed the easiest thing to make) Fish Sticks, Mac-n-Cheese, applesauce, green beans.

Tuesday- Slow cooker Pot Roast, Carrots, Potatoes, Steamed Broccoli, Garlic Cheese Biscuits (One year well check for my son and at 3pm no less so I know I will be late getting home with traffic and all. Yay me planning ahead.)

Wed- Turkey Kielbasa with Sauerkraut, Black-eyed Peas, Turnip Greens, Cornbread, and probably some form of potato (for the hubby this isn't one of his favorite dinners).

Thursday-Left Over Roast Morph (I will post what I do with this on Thursday I am thinking it might be barb-q biscuit cups) vegetable and applesauce.

Fri- Stuffed Chicken Breasts, Mashed potatoes, Peas, and rolls. (Quick food I bought the chicken breasts stuffed in the freezer section they are jalapeno and cheese filled)

Sat- Crunchy Beef Tacos, Fiesta Rice, and applesauce

Sunday- Slow Cooker Pork Roast, Green Beans, Potato Packets.

I will post some recipes I try and I also plan to make a dessert and will post that also. I really want to try and stick to this hopefully this will be one 2010 goal I keep.