If she handles the rest of her life this way, she'll be just fine.
Oh! And here's my homemade chicken broth. IN THE CROCK POT, of course! I'm pretty proud of me. I used to burn Kool-Aid, now I can make my own chicken broth! WOW. I even used a bit of it last night to make a chicken pot pie. But not in the crock pot. I had both crock pots working on my chicken broth and yogurt. This was the first time I realized that I might actually need MORE THAN TWO crock pots.
Here's my yogurt before I mixed in the fruit. It actually tasted like plain yogurt, which I actually sort of like! I can eat it with fruit and need no sugar at all. I used to eat a half of a honeydew melon for breakfast and fill it full of nonfat plain yogurt. Mmmm.....
It's a sickness, I tell ya!
My chicken pot pie came out REALLY GOOD. 5YO (who is usually my picky eater) ate two big helpings of it. Then, she asked me if I could make this for breakfast and lunch too! We ate the entire 13X9 pan full of it. Next time, I think I'll try to make individual little pies for everyone. It wouldn't be any more complicated, just a few more dishes to do. I used the leftover chicken from my rotisserie-style chicken and a bad of frozen mixed veggies. I made my own soup base from my chicken broth, flour and milk. I've come to realize that I actually like to cook, I just hate measuring things. So, I just dumped stuff in until it looked and tasted right. I just mixed up some heart-healthy Bisquick and milk for the bread topping. I even sprinkled a little shredded cheddar cheese before I poured the topping on. It. Was. AWESOME.
I woke up with a horrible headache this morning. However, that didn't stop me from spending three and a half solid hours in the kitchen. And no, I haven't started dinner yet! I need to get as much done as I can, as I have to check 5YO and 12YO out of school a few minutes early to get them to the dentist. After that, 12YO has to rush back to a school dance and she has cheer practice after that, which I have to be there for. LONG DAY.
I married a man that leaves his socks all over the place. You too? Good, then I'm not alone! However, he just pointed out to me this morning that it may not always be him. He told me that he saw Lily carry a pair of his socks down the hall and drop them in the middle of the living room. THAT'S RIGHT...HE'S BLAMING THE DOG NOW! Even if she is the one bringing them to the living room, where is she getting them from? The hamper in the hallway and his dresser drawers are the only places his socks should really be, and Lily can reach neither of those. She's also been known to steal the girls' socks and take them out into the backyard, but those weren't where they belonged to begin with either! Hmmmm...I'm noticing a pattern in my family....
Well, I'm off to start the race! Have a great one!