here for baked potato soup a la Outback. I made it last weekend and it was a hit, even with Bac-o's in place of bacon and no cream of chicken soup added. I have to be careful around here....they tire quickly of things they beg for. I have a half a pan of baked ziti in the fridge as a testament to this peculiarity. For some unknown reason, my children will only eat leftovers if I heat them up for them or if they live in the refrigerator in a styrofoam container brought home from a restaurant. Please do not write me and suggest that I buy styrofoam containers to try and fool them into thinking homemade leftovers are actually restaurant leftovers. They know. Don't ask me how I know this, suffice to say, I know this. Now Dan will eat leftovers. Unfortunately, I caved into Ben's request for baked ziti with meat in it, thus effectively eliminating the one person in the family who might have actually eaten it. Back to my original thought about the potato soup. I think I can maintain interest in this batch as I have purchased REAL bacon for sprinkling on top and that is supposed to be my magic ingredient to keep them coming back until it is finished. I will then refuse to cook this for several weeks. I know, it's crazy but that's the way it works around here. And I know, too, that it's all my fault they are this way.....
Tuesday, March 8, 2011
One Thousand Gifts by Ann Voskamp and I am reminded of the abundance of God's love, as evidenced by His gifts. Tomorrow is Ash Wednesday, a day of prayer and fasting for some. Yet in the midst of sacrifice, we will still have an abundance of color upon which to feast our eyes, music to usher us into the presence of God, the fragrance of flowers to fill our nose and the touch of our loved ones hands to remind us of the gift of relationship. While we may choose to give up something for Lent, there is still so much more that God has for us to receive, if we will simply accept His gifts.
Friday, March 4, 2011
Years ago I had a friend who lived on a couple of acres that looked just like an overgrown lot. Until March! Then it burst into bloom with huge bushes that towered over us, thick with flowers. It was like walking in a fairytale.
My heart just sings with joy at their beauty. I love this time of year!