Of course, someone has to be hollering "MAMA!" in EVERY video, LOL.
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Tuesday, June 28, 2016
Thursday, June 23, 2016
Wednesday, June 22, 2016
~Grilled Chicken Pesto Sandwiches~
Grilled Chicken Pesto Sandwiches
I got this recipe from a You-Tuber I occasionally watch. Her name is Jen and this is her channel: How Jen Does It She did a video on how she cooks it and everything, you should check her out if you have time.
Marinade: 4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
2-1/2 TB olive oil
2 tsp. balsamic vinegar
1-1/2 tsp. each of oregano, basil, garlic powder
1 tsp. dried parsley
fresh ground pepper
salt
Mix all together. Poke holes in chicken with a fork, pour marinade over chicken. Refrigerate at least one hour. I let mine "chill out" for about 3 hours.
Pesto:
2 cloves garlic
2 handfuls fresh parsley
1 handful fresh basil
1/3 cup Parmesan cheese (I used freshly grated)
1/2 tsp salt, 4 TB olive oil
Throw everything in your food processor until blended smooth. Add more oil if needed. Test taste for garlic, add more if needed.
Grill chicken*. After turning, when chicken is just about done, place provolone on top to melt.
Toast rolls and brush with butter, sprinkle lightly with garlic salt.
Slather your pesto on there, throw on some thinly sliced red onion, tomato and some crispy Romaine lettuce.
Pour yourself a glass of sweet tea and enjoy this flavorful, colorful goodness!
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Grilled Chicken Pesto Sandwiches
Marinade: 4 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
2-1/2 TB olive oil
2 tsp. balsamic vinegar
1-1/2 tsp. each of oregano, basil, garlic powder
1 tsp. dried parsley
fresh ground pepper
salt
Mix all together. Poke holes in chicken with a fork, pour marinade over chicken. Refrigerate at least one hour. I let mine "chill out" for about 3 hours.
Pesto:
2 cloves garlic
2 handfuls fresh parsley
1 handful fresh basil
1/3 cup Parmesan cheese (I used freshly grated)
1/2 tsp salt, 4 TB olive oil
Throw everything in your food processor until blended smooth. Add more oil if needed. Test taste for garlic, add more if needed.
Grill chicken*. After turning, when chicken is just about done, place provolone on top to melt.
Toast rolls and brush with butter, sprinkle lightly with garlic salt.
Slather your pesto on there, throw on some thinly sliced red onion, tomato and some crispy Romaine lettuce.
*Let your chicken sit out a few minutes before grilling. Throwing fridge-cold meat into a hot skillet could make your meat tough.
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
~Lessons From Littles~
~From
The Homemaker's Hearth~
-By
Danielle Osgood
Lessons
From Littles
Our two sons are ages one and two. And yet, being so
little they are constantly teaching me something. My Christian walk
before the children was well, different. I was working outside the
home then. I'd go to work, put up with rude customers and the like,
then go home. There were times when others would really try my
patience. Although I didn't always handle it with grace, at the end
of the day I'd go home, get some sleep and be refreshed the next day
for another round. That season had its trials for sure. It isn't easy
to be immersed in an atmosphere of gossip and filthy language and not
be swayed into it yourself. I faltered at times and our heavenly
Father graciously and faithfully extended forgiveness. But I must
say, the trials of motherhood are unique.
Being a mother means there is no “punch out”
time. And that good night's rest I would get before going back to
work to “battle” another day? HA! Lunch break means mother gets
up half a dozen times during the meal to wipe up spilled milk, or
wash the toddlers fork off for the third time. My quiet times with
the Lord are now quite a challenge to carve out between the crying,
changing, feeding, refereeing squabbles and the constant, repetitive
toddler conversation (that only ceases long enough for them to sleep
a little). I am not saying that a Christian's walk outside of
motherhood is a piece of cake, for surely I know that it is a
struggle. I am only saying that I think this is what it looks like
for a lot of Christian mothers out there.
A while back I was lamenting to my husband about
how frustrated I was with myself. Day after day is usually quite
similar, so why then, am I still so impatient? Why then, am I quick
to lose sight of the important work that takes place beyond the
dishes and laundry? I mentioned a few sweet, elderly ladies that I
wish to emulate, such as my Grandmother for example. I have never
heard these ladies swear, or say anything negative about anyone. They
are patient and gentle. They are encouraging and kind. They seem to
always have wise, biblical counsel at the ready when asked for
advice. I want to be like them. Then Joe asked me “How do you think
they got to be that way?” Me: “Uhhh...” Joe went on to explain
that those sweet ladies I adore could have very likely been in my
shoes once. Most of them had raised children too. While I think we
all yearn for Christ's work in us to be fast and furious, the reality
is most of us make relatively steady, yet slow progress. Much like a
stone in a river. Only after years and years of being battered,
slowly and steadily with the rippling current does it then become
smooth. I tend to be the type that says “I want patience, and I
want it now!”. Sigh.
As hard as Christian motherhood is, it would be
impossible without the power of the Holy Spirit. Seriously, if you
never crack open your Bible during the week, or spend some much
needed time in prayer and reflection every day, then my
friend, you are in for a rough journey. What good is it to have a
clean house, color coded menu plan and perfect landscaping if you are
not growing in your relationship with Christ? I'll tell you: no good.
I know it's hard to find some time for nurturing your soul when there
are little ones underfoot. I'm right there in that season of life
now. It seems that I resolve to get up earlier to spend more time in
the Word and prayer, only to have them wake up before I can even put
my feet on the floor. Then it's diaper changes, cups of water, snacks
and before you know it the day gets a running start and I'm still
sporting ''bed head'' at 11:00 am, my coffee (wherever it went) is
cold and I realize I haven't had a minute to use the bathroom yet!
Christ even made time with the Father important
“And in the morning, rising up a great while before the day, He
went out, and departed into a solitary place and there prayed.”
(Mk 1:35 KJV) If you read the chapter from the beginning you will see
that Jesus was staying at Peter's house after teaching in the
synagogue in the city of Capernaum. That evening, at sundown (when
the Sabbath was officially over) the whole city was at the door with
their sick and demon possessed for Jesus to heal them. So you can
imagine that Jesus was busy long into the night. And then to get up
early the next day?! I think this shows us how important time with
the Father really is. If Christ prioritized communion with the Father
in such a way, then how much more we should! I know it is hard to
snatch up time for Christ, but you must. I would hope that you desire
to; you should. “Blessed are those who hunger and thirst for
righteousness, for they shall be filled.” (Matt. 5:6 ESV) “But
from there you will seek the Lord your God, and you will find Him if
you search for Him with all your heart and all your soul.” (Deut.
4:29 ESV) I believe that God will faithfully bless sincere effort on
our part to know Him more. Some days that may only be a few,
uninterrupted minutes. Other days we may have an hour or more. If we
are truly seeking Him, He will fill us.
I am learning more and more to just focus on today.
How to be in His will today. If it is to patiently pick up
crayons for the fifth time, demonstrating grace to my sons, so be it.
If it is to grow in selflessness by putting down the phone, or
turning off the computer to listen to my oldest tell me something for
the fourth time, then that is what I need to do. I feel like now as a
mother, I have way more opportunities to grow each and every day.
That also means I have way more opportunities to fail, too. Some days
I slow down enough to see the moment I am given to grow in. Other
days are more like ''Could have, should have, would have.” But I am
determined to keep pressing on, by the grace of God. And I thank Him
every day for my little couch jumping, crayon dumping teachers.
Monday, June 13, 2016
The Kitchen Dilemma...
How many times I have regretted cleaning up the kitchen and putting all the dishes away before bed: 0.
How many times I have regretted not cleaning the kitchen and putting all the dishes away before bed: Every time.
So, why then, do I still go to bed sometimes without cleaning the kitchen and putting all the dishes away...? *_______________.
(*Insert cricket chirping here*)
How many times I have regretted not cleaning the kitchen and putting all the dishes away before bed: Every time.
(*Insert cricket chirping here*)
Thursday, June 9, 2016
Little Farmer
Watching Daddy bush hog with the tractor...
"My turn??"
Monday, May 30, 2016
~Seamstress Hesitation~
Although I would hardly call myself a seamstress, I couldn't think of another way to put it. You see, I finally bought some cloth to make a new dress for myself. I haven't made a dress of any kind for 8 years... So I dug out the old pattern. Washed and ironed the fabric. Bought coordinating thread. And that is as far as I've gotten. I'm afraid to make the first cut with the scissors. What if after all this work, and all this time I don't like it? I loved the last one I made, I wore it right out. I've spent some time looking at patterns online and with the vast amount of them it got overwhelming. Sometime I will have to put the effort into bookmarking new patterns and then buy a couple at a time and try them out. For now, I have one. Oh, I know enough about sewing to be able to make adjustments to patterns to suit my taste, but I am far from an expert. I think the sewing wizard genes from my Grandmother and aunts skipped me. Well, I will get all the other work done around here and maybe tonight I will have enough courage to cut it out.
Tuesday, May 24, 2016
The Tale Of Three Rabbits
Got to love Mel Tillis! I laugh every time I watch this. Need a "pick me up" moment? Click play!
Monday, May 23, 2016
Graduation Day!
Our Red Star hens started to roost on the sides of the brooder and flying around the cellar, so yesterday was graduation day! Out to the barn they went! They are just over 5 weeks old, about 15 more weeks to go, we should start getting some eggs in September! I can't wait. There just is no comparing "store" eggs with farm fresh eggs.
Blackberries and cream with a sprinkle of sugar for a special dessert...
Fired up the beast this weekend....
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