Monday Night Blues

I took me two hours to decide what to make for dinner tonight. My brain just can't seem to come up with new meals and my stomach doesn't seem to cooperated with the same five I try to foist on the family every week. I scoured the internet for easy recipes that included things hat I had in my pantry and fridge. I called my mom to ask what they had (lettuce wraps, but I wasn't anywhere near the mood for lettuce and beef...) Usually I can count on mom to feed the idea to me so I do my job as mom and wife right. I've been lacking in that area lately because of the pregnancy.. No energy, No desire to move (mostly bc it's a precursor to upchucking the precious nutrients I manage to get down...) No idea's what to cook, and no cleaning (although, not a new symptom...). So, there I was, scouring the internet for something to make... ... ... ... I finally found a recipe that met all my requirements, and was different and new- sort of- Enchilada's are not actually new. But the way I made them tonight is. I used the amazing salsa I made earlier this week, mixed it in with some cream cheese, shredded chicken, a little cumin, and freshly sautéed onions and garlic. Threw in some mexican mix cheese to hold it all together, wrapped it in flour tortilla halves, covered in more awesome kick butt salsa and more cheese. It was so easy. And it was way good. Sariah ate most of Chad's, so he had to go back and get more. I like when I find something that is easy, uses most of me leftover whatevers, and the entire family likes it. Especially if sariah likes it, that means that she'll eat it again tomorrow for lunch. It wasn't spicy and it wasn't boring. It was flavorful and filling. I'm so happy it turned out good, I was worried. I'm always worried about new things. Thats why my poor husband has been eating the same five meals every week.

So I fed the family. And then Chad laid down on the floor for a quick cat nap. Sariah's bed time rolled around, and we filled her bottle, changed the diaper, and then I told her to give daddy a kiss goodnight. She was so cute. She walked over to where he was sleeping, bent over (butt high in the air), bonked her head on his, and then blew a little snot on his cheek. Ha, I laugh overtime she does that. It's gross, but super cute.  And then I said, "Ok, Upstairs~" Which then made her run to the stairs and begin the climb. For some reason, she loves to climb up the stairs by herself. But tonight, she got distracted by something on the stairs, unintentionally carried in by Chad's boots, and put it in her mouth. I told her not to, told her it was icky.. It didn't work, and I couldn't get it out of her mouth. But now that the distraction was out of the way.. or was, until she found another piece of unintentional boot junk two stairs up. I was smarter this time, and caught her before she caught it. I picked her up, carried her the rest of the way to her bed, fixed the blankets, found the monkey, laid her down, and then I heard a crunch. Ha! She hadn't swallowed the boot gunk! So I did what I thought was best~ "Sariah, spit it out." Irony.. Oh Irony. Babies don't understand what 'spit it out' means! But my baby, well, she's sharp as a tack... most days. She gave me a half smile, and then stuck her tongue out at me, boot gunk and all. Good thing too, her teeth are really sharp, and I didn't relish the idea of fishing in her mouth when I know she bites. Anyways, boot gunk removed, kisses given, monkey hugged, and baby tucked in tight, I shut the door and went back downstairs.

I tried to wake the sleeping lump on my floor, but he's had a hard day, and since he gets up at 0430, 2000 is not too early for him to go to bed. So now I'm sitting here, typing out my night, feeling a little lonely, deciding whether I should eat more yummy enchilada's, waiting for my show to come on... I don't feel the blues as much now that I've re-lived my night here on the blog, but I sure could use some company tonight. I don't even have any ice cream to help out. Chocolate isn't my friend right now, so there goes the other 'girls best friend.' Mmmmm... Salsa. Ya, I think the enchilada's are calling my name.

Amazing Bean Soup

Tonight, Chad said that we were having soup for dinner, and that he was gonna make some bread to go with it. He toiled and slaved for about an hour, at which point I expected to be smelling something scrumptious in the form of soup. There was no soup. There wasn't even a pot on the stove. I was really confused! So I asked him what he had just spent the last hour doing: "I made some bread! And now I'm doing the dishes!"

"Oh, so where's the soup?"

"Haven't made it yet- why don't you grab me a can of baked beans, a can of red kidney beans, some corn and some green beans."

"Green Beans? Really? Green Beans?"

"Ya."

So there I went, off to gather the ingredients for 'soup.'

I opened the cans of beans first, since I knew that no matter what, they were going in the soup. And corn. Corn goes great with beans. And diced tomatoes, ya, that would be good too. I cleverly left out the green beans. They did not fit in my idea of soup (but only because it wasn't Esther's green bean and tomato soup). I didn't drain anything, knowing that I'd need some sort of liquid because it was soup.. not chili. Eventually, this is what I came up with, and I've decided it delicious enough to share. It's quick, easy, and yummy! Xoxo

1 Can Busch's Baked Beans original flavor (the big can 14 oz?)
1 Can Red Kidney Beans
2 Can's Corn
2 Can's Diced Tomatos
3/4 Cup Chicken Broth
2 teaspoons Chili Powder
2 tsp Onion powder
1 Tablespoon Salt
1 Tbsp Pepper
1 Tbsp Garlic
1 Tbsp Sugar
4-10 Shakes of chipotle tabasco sauce (depends on how hot you want it)
1/2 pkg of your favorite sausage (we used Hillshire Farms beef sausage)

Combine the first five ingredients and bring to a boil. Add in spices/sugar. Take half of mixture out and blend it up in the blender to help thicken your soup. Add blended things back in. Chop Sausage to convenient sized pieces, and add in. Turn oven down and simmer for 10-15 minutes. Serve warm, with or without bread (mmm bread).

Yup, thats what I'm drooling over right now. Soup. Mmmmm...

10 weeks, 5 days, and a trip to the Hospital

Today, I learned that the ER on base is a billion times better than the ER in town. Good to know, because I'm not a real big fan of hospitals.

My tummy was hurting this morning, and I've been feeling a little funky, so we decided to go and get it checked out. Six hours later and a billion tests later, we discovered that this pregnancy was more than likely a set of twins. Unfortunately, one baby didn't make it. There is a fluid sac, unattached from the healthy baby, that they will be monitoring a little more closely. Chad was a little bummed, and I don't think I know how to react at this point.

The healthy baby is an acrobat. The doctors giggled at the summersaults and wiggles they saw performed on the screen. I'm excited that the baby was awake and wiggling, it's always a comfort being able to see it clearly on the monitor.

I'm exhausted today. But things are going good. I go back to the doctor tomorrow and we'll have more information hopefully.

Eight Weeks

My clothes don't fit. There are round things on me. My husband has been known to stare, and possibly even drool (Not really a bad thing, unless you're trying to tell him to do something important...) But these round things.. are getting Rounder! Eight weeks and counting.. (Well, I'm actual 9 1/2 now, but this picture is from week 8. I'll take another one at 10 weeks..

Oh ya, by the way, I'm sucking in.

And since we're friends here, I should calmly tell you that this is my husbands side of the mirror and sink. It's his fault it's not clean, Not mine :)

Child Abuse

Is sticking your kid in a high chair, strapping her in, feeding her, and positioning her so that she can see you considered Child Abuse?? Because she sure acted like it was. Yes. I left her there. Yes. I let her scream. Why? So I could fold the four loads of laundry that have piled up over the week. Yes. I left her there so that I could accomplish something. Accomplishments are on the slow side for me at the moment. I've spent the last two weeks or so on the couch, in a reclined position. Oh yes, I know, it sounds glamourous, but it's not. I can't stand without getting nauseous. And if I stand too long, I will throw up, or feel like I'm going to pass out. So I've sat. And my wonderful husband has been taking charge of the house. I got lucky when I picked him, but it seems to me that it's his fault that I'm in this current position... Of course, ask me in 7 months, and I'm sure that I'll take all the credit, since I've done all the work! Haha, don't you love how one sided my brain is? So now I am going to sit here, and watch as he finishes vacuuming the floor because the laundry used all of my energy.

In other news, I haven't posted them on Facebook yet, because I want a sonogram to tell me for sure if there is one or two, but since it's a relatively small blog, with limited followers, I'll put pictures up here periodically. The one you see here is 'Week 6.' This is a week and a half ago. Yes, I know, I'm too big for only 6 weeks. It's ridiculous. But like I said, I'm waiting to see what the sonogram says about all that. I may just be fat, or like all the other pregnancies I've had, showing earlier than most because I'm so short. But this is big, even for me. And no, I have not gained my standard 10 pounds. Instead, I've lost 5, and maintained that (without trying.. my eating habits haven't changed [except for Diet Coke, it tastes funny to me now, so I quit that]).



I guess I've been spending more time on the internet lately, since the computer lives next to the couch, and I submitted a photo to Pioneer Woman, for her "Funny" photography assignment. I'm not a photographer, but this one I could not resist! While flipping through my photo albums, my husband and I busted out laughing at one of our daughter. Hope it makes you laugh as much as I made us! She may just be more like me than I want to let on- I mean, is she our future football player?? And the no clothes... well, I mean, every kid likes to run around naked right?! At least she kept the bow in her hair. She's perfect.

Sariah turns 1!

My baby turned 1 today. It was momentous. Grandpa Great Leonard sent her a card with a  little bit of mula in it, she got a new bouncy ball, a bowling set, a rocking horse, some super cute outfits, and some good ol' fashioned frosting on the nose! Friends to share with and cupcakes to top it all off with! What a great day! Gotta love Friday the 13th! Happy times!

Oh, and just to top of such a great day with Sariah, baby number two decided that they were going to let us know that they were on their way. Yes, if you didn't manage to understand that complicated sentence, we are pregnant and expecting baby number 2. Yes, my feet are starting to swell, and I'm nauseated in the evenings (which is new for me).. I hope that something 'different' in a pregnancy doesn't translate to a surprise in this pregnancy.. you know... like twins or some crazy nonsense like that! Anyways, back to the point, we had a great day with Sariah and we're looking forward to another addition sometime in April next year. Love to all~

And then there were 6...

My new internet friend Heather, has requested that I show the projects that I'm working on. I'm proud to say that, this one, is done. This project is a particular milestone for me, It took way too much yarn, and was very expensive, but I can send my dad a picture of this, and tell him, "I FINISHED A REAL PROJECT!!!" And now my husband also has a blanket that is longer than his 6'1'' skinny butt thats always getting cold.... I love it. That is all. (Hexagon Afghan)