Happy Monday, my dear friends!
I have a serious case of the Mondays today. You, too, perhaps?
In movies, when someone turns on the blender and it explodes all over the place, we laugh. We also say to ourselves: come on, that never happens in real life.
Well it does, people.
This morning I was furiously cooking away for tonight’s dinner. I cut a TON of onions and shallots into tiny pieces to make a caramelized onion bisque. While it was simmering, I changed into workout clothes. I came into the kitchen to blend the soup in the blender. Yes, the top was on. Yes, my hand was holding it down. No, that little plastic piece in the middle wasn’t properly screwed in. SO hot onions exploded all over my arms, my shirt, the counter and the floor.
It. was. awesome.
Hopefully I will have a review of the recipe tomorrow (from the aforementioned Hungry Girl Cookbook), but I definitely took a long shower this morning, and washed my hair.
Oh I haven’t forgotten you!
Here are my looks from Thursday and Friday of last week:
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Another topic that frequently comes up between myself, friends, and family is what to make for dinner. Oh, and how to make dinner when I get home late…and how to eat in a healthy and budget-conscious fashion. If I think of it, I’ll post some examples of what I make and how it’s done.
Each Saturday or Sunday I sit down with my cookbooks and plan out my entire week’s meals. This prevents return trips to the store, and also saves a lot of money that would go to discarded produce and impulse buys. Plus, it takes the burden off of me to battle traffic and then battle the kitchen and “what should we eat for dinner” questions. J can clearly see what we’re having and get excited about it π and I can prep or make dinner before work.
Also a Caesar salad
And for dessert, my new favorite (boy does J’s phone take better pictures than mine!)
Please don’t forget my constant: Lance Corporal Collin Salisbury.
This is probably going to be a new feature, as I find more and more often that the power of prayer is incredible. When J was missing, there was no reason he should ever have been found, except that a ton of people were praying their little hearts out, and he was found. I know that not everyone who reads this is religious, but I believe that it just can’t hurt…Whether you believe that someone is listening, or if you would just fervently think the words and believe that the power of positive thought can make miracles happen, I would love for you to read through the words below and pray or “power think” them for my friends.
For Lisa and her mother Patti: that Patti’s operations tomorrow to remove cancer in her abdomen will be successful and pain-free, and that she will be cancer-free as a result. That Lisa will have the strength and courage to support her mother. That the entire family will have peace and confidence in the ability of the human body to heal and persevere.
For Michelle and her father, Steve, who passed away on Tuesday: That Michelle and her family will be comforted and loved, and that they can eventually smile again. Sweet Michelle just wanted her father to walk her down the aisle, and hurriedly planned a March wedding. That she can feel his presence on that day, and that she can still rejoice in the joy of marriage despite this sadness.
For Shar, J’s dear aunt, who is at home recovering from her own surgical operations to remove cancer; for quick healing and as little pain as possible.
I am curious what my readers are reading.
I’ll start! I’m reading The Six Wives of Henry VIII. Yes, I’m a big dorkety dork but it’s soooo interesting. This is definitely one of the better books on the Tudors that I have read. It’s a factual, beautifully written non-fiction account of Henry and his proliferation of marriages. The author makes insights, but nothing more (no historical fiction here) about the main players which are based on facts, which she clearly states.
Here is a pretty muted outfit for a beautiful Tuesday!
Fun shoes and a comfy sweater can be just perfect for work. Sorry about my messy hair. Oh and I’m not ginormous, but it’s really hard to take a picture of the clothes you are wearing. π
Josh and Korey 