Tuesday, July 22, 2014

BBQ Chicken

The recipes are back! I'm sure you've missed them.

We've been using this BBQ recipe as a go to this summer as we almost always have all of the ingredients on hand and it reminds us of the south. This is straight out of the Charleston Junior League Receipts cookbook (page 123!) and one of the few recipes that does not call for lard.

You'll note this recipe is vinegar based and the recipe itself calls for basting and baking an entire chicken.  We have modified it to marinate and baste chicken breasts on the grill.  We've also used this on pork chops which was equally delicious.

BBQ Chicken

1 stick of butter
The juice of one lemon
Salt & Pepper
Red Pepper Flakes

Meat of your choice (if marinating, bring to room temperature)

Melt the butter.  Measure the lemon juice and add equal parts vinegar (a good sized lemon will yield 1/4 cup of juice which makes things easier).  Add the same amount of water as lemon juice and vinegar (i.e. if you have 1/4 cup lemon juice and 1/4 cup of vinegar, you want 1/2 cup of water - your math lesson for the day).

Combine butter, lemon juice, vinegar, and water.  Add salt, black pepper, and white pepper to taste.  If marinating, pour half of the mixture into a shallow dish and let sit for a while (I do 30 minutes at room temp).

While grilling (or baking) baste frequently.

Friday, July 18, 2014

"I poopied"

As I stated on Tuesday, Monkey has a new trick.

Back Story:  If Monkey has been in bed for a while and not yet asleep (and due for a poop), we will go check her diaper, because if she has pooped she won't go to sleep as easily.

That being said...

As of Monday night... If Monkey is in bed and wants out, she'll start crying "I poopied," over and over and over again because she knows that if she's poopy we'll come change her diaper.  Which really means she'll get out of her crib or Mommy or Daddy will come hold her for a while. She'll do it during nap time, right at bedtime, or the middle of the night.

(She has never just cried to get out of bed as she's a talker, but will instead verbalize her cry with  "Mommy hold you" over and over again)

The problem: She's not poopy or even wet.

I'm not even totally convinced she even knows when she's poopy or wet as she has show zero interest in potty training. Granted she loves to sit on her potty and pull the handle to make it "flush" so that she can hear "Hip, Hip, Hooray!"

So... yeah... that's what we're currently dealing with.

Tuesday, July 15, 2014

This was supposed to be an update of sorts, but turned into a lot on LeBron and a little on chicken salad.

You guys.  This is a busy week. 

Regular Work + Vacation Bible School + an Extra Work Event on Friday night = a pooped Rachel.

I was home at 8:20 last night. Had dinner and fell asleep on the couch by 9:10.

Let's start with Lebron:

Last week was pretty big with all of the LeBron news.  I know I took the departure a bit hard, but the thought of having a title in Cleveland is too much to pass up. Each evening at 8:00 I would turn on SportsCenter - because LeBron wasn't going to make his announcement when it wasn't prime time - ant watch until 11:00 p.m. I blame part of my obsession on the pregnancy hormones.

I felt deep in my soul that he was coming home.

Until Thursday.  Then I felt that he wasn't coming home because I believe anything that any of my Cleveland Sports News Tweeters tweet and someone said it was just rude and mean to make Cleveland wait for days on end and that because of that they thought LeBron was staying in Miami.  And so I thought it was staying in Miami.

Then on Friday I took Monkey to the pool.  We got there promptly at noon and by 12:20 p.m. - while I was in the pool catching a jumping Monkey - my phone was bombarded with texts.  He's coming home. Do you have any idea how hard it is to read all of the news while ensuring an almost 2 year old's safety at the pool?  I couldn't handle it.  A few hours later we were home and after Monkey was tucked in her bed for her afternoon nap, I was able to watch SportsCenter and read all I wanted to read.

In other news:

I used to have great Pandora stations but somehow let other music in and now have Imagine Dragons popping up on my Cadillac Sky station. Ugh.

I am currently craving pasta salad and chicken salad.  Also coke slushies.

I have grand plans of blogging regularly again starting next week. Someone please hold me to it.

Monkey has a new trick, but I'll share that with you another day.

Monday, June 30, 2014


It's time to play some catch up.

C and I have been watching Sherlock (the UK version) on Netflix. I'm almost over my dislike for Benedict Cumberbatch (he just looks weird) and enjoyed the episodes that I did watch. That is when I was able to stay up for all of them.

Monkey. Loves. The. POOL. Her favorite activities are going down the Fisher Price slide in the middle of the baby pool (a bazillion times) and playing basketball in the big pool. It's all she ever wants to do.  She starts asking to swim around 9:00 a.m. every morning and even pulls out her sunscreen and swim diapers.  I tell her that after a nap/quite time we'll go and as soon as I go into her room to get her her first words are "swimming?".  She'll also ask to go swimming after her post-swimming nap.  We've got a water bug on our hands.

We stopped treating our lawn  this spring and now have weeds.It's driving me nuts (it's like I'm an adult or something). I only recently got around to having someone new come out so hopefully we'll be as good as new soon.

 It's a short week. Yay!

The links on my ceramic Fossil watch have now broken twice. That's two times too many for the amount I paid for it.  To top it all off, I'd have to pay for new links (if I didn't have some left over from having them removed).

My farm is coming along nicely and my corn will definitely be knee high by the Fourth of July.

I haven't really folded laundry in two months.