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Life is like a bright, beautiful, round lemon… Sometimes sweet. Sometimes sour.

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What’s in the freezer 10/5/18

I have several things in my freezer right now to get you through your weekend. Please text me if you see anything you may need (806)577-2070

1 – Breakfast Casserole (saugsage, egg and cheese) $24.00

1 – Family Pan – Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti $36.00

1 – Party Pan (approximately 14 servings)-  Pork for Street Tacos. The meat is also really great for breakfast burritos, egg scrambles, burritos and nachos. You can add some bbq sauce for sandwiches or you can even put it on a baked potato.  YUM!! $70.00

2 – 16 oz – Pulled Pork – See Above. $12.00 each

5 – 8 oz Chicken Tortilla Soup. $6.00 each

3 – 6×8 – Poppyseed Chicken. $12.00

3 – 6×8 – Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti. $12.00 each

2 – 6×8 – Beefy Spaghetti. $12.00 each

1 – Individual –  Beefy Spaghetti. $6.00

2 – Individual – Pepperoni Chicken with angel hair pasta. $6.00 each

2 – 6×8 – Secret Spicy Meatloaf. $12.00 each

2 – 6×8 – Chicken Pot Pies. $12.00 each

What’s available 9/24

Here is a list of several things that I currently have in my freezer right now for purchase. Please let me know if you would like me to drop off something or if you would like to run by. Just send me a text: (806)577-2070 Have a sweet day! j

Family Pans $36.00 – Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti

6×8 Pans $12.00 – Sour Cream Green Chili Chicken Enchilada Casserole

Single Servings $6.00 – Pepperoni Chicken w/Angel Hair Pasta (3), Cheesy Chicken Spaghetti (1), Beefy Spaghetti (5), Chicken Tortilla Soup (5), Chicken “n Rice Casserole (1), Sour Cream Green Chili Chicken Enchilada Casserole (1), Lemon Blueberry Pancakes in sets of 2 (2) at  $3.00 per set.

Apple Butter $10.00 (4)

Apple Butter

Apple Butter

A good friend of mine shared this recipe with me several years ago. Since then, I have changed it up a little but not much. Once I made it with pears which was delicious too but my heart and my tummy stay with apples.

I absolutely love giving this treat as a gift in the fall through Christmas. It’s perfect for teachers and adorable to add in a food basket. It’s perfect, that is, if I have any left. My husband devours it every time I make it. It truly is sweet and scrumptious. If you are an apple butter lover, you will never want the store bought stuff again. It simply can’t compare.

If you are aiming to have a sweet day. A spoonful of this gem will do the trick.

With Sweet Love!

J

 

Let me hear ya shout!

Nostalgia. Pride. Love…

Growing up in West Texas, I remember the smell, the emotion, the sounds of Friday Night Lights. Even the wind feels different in the stands and on the field during a football game.

I remember the first time I donned that Columbia blue and white cheerleading outfit and set foot out on the Greenwood field to cheer for my Rangers.

All those memories don’t even compare to the happiness that filled my heart watching my baby girl all dressed up and cheering at her very first game for the Lubbock Christian School Eagles.

She was good.  Really good.  No, she was great!

I hear parents saying they wish time would slow down.  I don’t feel that way. I love every season. I love the new memories. The new milestones. But most of all, I love Brooke Elizabeth Taylor.

Let me hear ya shout, “Brooke!”

 

Beans, beans, the wonderful fruit.

Pinto Beans

A bowl of beans soaking beside the sink at night was a common scene when I was growing up.  I knew the beans would simmer in a great big pot the next morning. I would sample them throughout the day, wondering what else would be served with them. Honestly, it didn’t matter if it was just cornbread or if we were going to have a huge spread; the beans were going to steal the show.

Now, I love to cook a big pot of beans as well.  It reminds of me of my childhood. I can still hear my family chanting the famous beans song. And yes, I taught my kids the same little ditty when they were young.

Once I finish cooking a fresh pot of beans, I divide them up into single servings and freeze them.  I love having fresh black beans or pinto beans to use in recipes or as a side dish.

Personally, I think canned beans are gross.  Just what exactly is put into the beans to make that gel substance that coats the can? When I’m in a pinch and need beans, it takes me a minute to get them good and rinsed.

So, let me share a few meals that I add pinto means to:

First and foremost ~  Ham, beans and cornbread. It’s a Southern thing, I think.

A good, cheesy tortilla with fresh pinto beans just can’t be beat, especially if you are a struggling college student. I’m talking pennies for a meal that will fill you to your core. I’m speaking from experience here.

I also use pinto beans in my Chicken Tortilla Soup as well as my Chili.  No kidney beans in this house.

I use black beans for almost everything else ~

Beef Taco Soup, Beef Mexican Casserole, Mexican Pile On and as a side or topping to my Sour Cream Green Chili Chicken Enchilada Casserole.

I love beans. They are magical. They are wonderful fruit. The more I eat, the more I toot…

my horn about them.

Enjoy~ The Sweet and Sour Lady

 

Have you called your mother today? Day 24 of 152…The Night of The Final Countdown

A Time For Everything    Ecclesiastes 3:1-11
A Time For Everything
Ecclesiastes 3:1-11

The day started off difficult from the time her swollen, discolored feet hit the floor. Her oxygen levels were low. Her blood pressure was low. She was retaining fluid and struggling to breathe.

Her sense of humor however, was well intact and on the rise. She made that clear during the daily weight maintenance routine as she managed to scoot the scale across the kitchen floor several times to re-weigh until she found a weight that satisfied her. She let us know by stating, “There! That’s the way I like it.”

Seeing her boisterous personality made New Year’s Eve a happy day for all of us. Even if another possible trip to Christus St. Vincent was the ‘elephant in the room‘. The day was full of monitoring her levels and peaked with raising her oxygen tank at an all time high.

The countdown to the drop of the Waterford Crystal Ball in Times Square was ticking away on NBC’s Dick Clark‘s Rockin’ Eve (even though it is now hosted with Ryan Seacrest) and so were the hours where everyone would be awake to watch Mommy sleep through the night; counting the seconds between each long pause before the next breath.

I decided to sleep on the couch with her.  At one point she put her perfectly manicured hand on my leg while we both dozed off.  Memories again began to flutter through my head. I slept with my mother for pretty much the first ten to twelve years of my life.  It was just the two of us most of that time. I can remember staying up to watch which celebrity Johnny Carson would have on The Tonight Show or which guest animal would pee on him! I enjoyed laughing along with her at Carol Burnett‘s silly antics on The Carol Burnett Show which also came on way too late for me to be up.

Memories… I know my children and I are making memories each and every day but which ones will stand out most to them forty, fifty, sixty years down the road when the roles are reversed? When they are taking care of me or when they are telling my grand babies stories of their mother. The thoughts make me smile. Happy smiles. Sincere smiles. Smiles that make me GLOW because I know that I am allowing God’s light to shine through me for Him and they see that. I also know that my mother sees that during this time of hers.

We went through so many things together: My mother and I. It only seems fitting to be going through this together too. Literally. Together. On the same couch. Counting down the same seconds of 2014, together.

Making memories~

Jennifer

Have you called your mother today? Day 21 of 152… A Day of Celebration

Psalm 145:7
A Time of Celebration

We put on our party hats today! My mother had a full night of great sleep which has not happened in quite a while and we got to celebrate my husband, David’s, 44th birthday.  Happy Birthday Honey!!

Finally, a day of celebration.  Thanksgiving and Christmas have just passed but during both holidays, my mom was in the Christus St. Vincent hospital in Santa Fe, New Mexico which added stress and concern both times.

This time, she might not have been able to help prepare in the kitchen or even sing at the table with us but she was at least under the same roof.

Celebrating the little things.  Mother’s Day 2015 will be on day 152. Now that celebration…That will be a BIG ONE!

Making memories~

Jennifer

Have you called your mother today? Day 20 of 152…Forgive or Forget

Saturdays.  For some, a day of leisure. For some, a day of labor. Just any other day to many others. On this particular Saturday we received confirmation. Confirming news that my mother will get to leave Christus St. Vincent’s hospital in Santa Fe, New Mexico after receiving a stent in her arteries and go home. Again.

We are thankful for her release because we know that will lift her spirits. We also received confirming news on further test results. Results that answer so many questions regarding attitudes, hurts…pain that resulted in ill behavior by many of us.  All forgiven. Now, what to do with the new results? Continue to forgive or forget? Both.

Matthew 18:21-22 (NIV)

Then Peter came to Jesus and asked,”Lord, how many times shall I forgive my brother when he sins against me? Up to seven times?”

Jesus answered, “I tell you, not seven times, but seventy-seven times.”

Making memories~

Jennifer

Have you called your mother today? Day 22 of 152… A Time To Refresh

Create a time to refresh~not just the toes
Create a time to refresh~not just the toes

It’s a treat not to have to call my mother on days when I get to sit right beside her and have meaningful conversations face to face.  I enjoy not having to discuss her medical condition all the time.  Today we enjoyed a little girl time.  I was able to give her a mini-pedicure. I haven’t done that in thirty years!

She keeps flexing her toes to admire the freshly shaped nails and color.  All girls enjoy having pretty toes! Right? Right!

I have several friends who remember spending the night with me when I was younger who also remember painting my mother’s toenails at the sleepover.  Funny! I wonder how she bribed us into doing that?

New goal-Spend more time with my girls painting toenails…not at the spa but at home.  Create time..time to cleanse, time to refresh…not just the toes.

Once again. Memories. They settle in so deeply that you forget about them for years until a tiny wisp brings them back up for air. Could it be an angel fluttering by? My imagination would like to think so.

Making memories~

Jennifer

 

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