Whew, we made it! It is after 8pm, and my loves are now snoring/drooling in their beds.

So much has been on my mind in the last two weeks. I kept meaning to grab the computer and get some of these ideas out, but I just haven’t. So, I feel this post will be a little vomity…but we will just go with it. It’ll be good. I can feel it. Here we go:

  1. In the car, I hear from the backseat, “I spy with my little eye something…” So I say to Lydia, “Oh, I didn’t know you wanted to play I Spy. What color did you say?” To which she tells me, “No, mom, I like to play this game by myself.” I chuckle, because that’s a silly game to play by yourself! Then, I grin. I want so badly for Lydia (and Betsy) to be comfortable just being themselves. She is so funny and smart, and she has a lot to offer the world. She needs no other person to complete her. So, Lydia, you want to play I Spy all by yourself? Get it girl!
  2. My brother’s dad is a comedian. He has this joke, and I totally use one of the lines from it. I can never remember all of it, but I use this one line often. I mostly say it to my husband in a very sassy, nagging wife sort of way. He loooves it. The line is: “Let me tell you something about you that you don’t know.” I am going to use it now on you, dear reader. Let me tell you something about you that you don’t know: You are just wonderful. I recently received a compliment from a friend that has stuck with me like a giant hug. I needed it. So, I am passing this same “hug” onto you. Wonderful you.
  3. When I asked Lydia to take something to her room today, she responded: “Actually, mom, it is my office.” So there’s that….
  4. In my community right now, friends are having babies, or are sick, or life is just cray cray. We need each other. I have been challenging myself to be a better blesser. I don’t always have the right thing to say, but I can feed you. That is how I can care for you. Family crisis/emergency? Here, let me shove a casserole at you. Stub your toe? Pie! Push a baby out of your hoo-ha? Get ready, because I am going to care the crap outta you with this new recipe. I am including this delicious recipe for you below. Try it out. Make two batches, one for you and one to bless someone else with. 🙂



  • 4 chicken thighs, skin on, bones in
  • 1 sweet potato, peeled and cut into cubes
  • 1 carrot, peeled and cubed
  • 1 cup corn kernels
  • 2 cups kale, chopped
  • 1 small onion, chopped
  • 1/4 cup white wine (For my momma friends who just had babies, I subbed chicken broth. It would have probably been okay since all of the alcohol will cook out, but you know..I just felt better about it. So, up to you. Wine or chicken broth, either will be yummy!)
  • 1 tbsp butter
  • 1 tbsp olive oil
  • salt and pepper


  1. Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Spray 9×13 baking dish with cooking spray.
  2. Season chicken with salt and pepper. In a medium skillet, heat the olive oil and butter. Cook both sides of chicken until golden and crispy. Maybe 2ish minutes. The chicken will not be all the way cooked, but we will finish ‘er up in the oven. Remove from pan, and set aside.
  3. Drain the fat from the skillet leaving about a tablespoon of that goodness so we can cook our veggies in it! Add onion, sweet potato and carrot back to pan. You just want your onion to get translucent and veggies to get a pretty, goldenish color. Add the corn and cook another minute. Add the chopped kale, toss everything together. Add the wine (or broth) and season with salt and pepper. Cook another
  4. Add your cooked vegetables to the prepared baking dish. Place the chicken over the cooked veggies and bake for about 30 minutes. done

Growing up, my Pop would get cranky if there was not bread served with the meal (bless his precious heart). He wasn’t wrong guys. Dinner is better with bread. Grab yourself a loaf of yummy Italian bread, mix up some garlic herb butter and toss that in the oven the last 10 minutes of baking. breadbutter

There is alot of ugliness out in the world right now. Let’s work on that. One meal at a time.


Here is the original recipe from Pinterest!



Pass the girl power, please.

So, you may not know the real reason I have started this venture in the blog world. I pretend it is because I have hilarious stories that people are waiting on the edge of their seats to hear. But, if we are going to get real, and I mean really real, it’s not that at all.

If you follow me on any of the social media sites, you know that Josh and I just had a baby. Pause to look at this sweet little girl…..


Betsy Lou

Betsy is a little over 2 months old now, and if you have ever had children or been around anyone who has, you may know what I’m talking about when I say: your body goes bonkers on you during this time. It doesn’t happen to everyone, but it is common. Im discovering that it can affect women differently, too. For me, I cry. Im not sad or anything-I just cry. I want to be able to tell myself, “Get a grip” or, “Pull yourself together, man, your embarrassing me” but, I honestly feel like it is out of my control. My body is just a wack-a-doo these days. So, with all of these lovely “extra” emotions I have, I have taken to blogging. Having something that is just for me to do and that I can call my own has helped in so many ways.

So, because I know I’m not alone in these feelings, I have a teeny tiny bit of advice: reach out to your girl friends. Don’t have any? Get some ASAP. If it was not for some group text support from my gal pals, I would be having a much harder time with all of this. Having a “village” of supporters during this time will help you out. Grab your Monica, Rachel and Phoebe and lean on em’.

I am going to work on seeking out ways I can help support other women and mothers. Not to get all uterusy on you guys, but seriously, we have to encourage one another. Some mom at the park is sucking at parenting? Cool, we’ve all been there. Maybe she hasn’t slept and is just trying to survive. How about instead of judging her, we offer a hand. Maybe she will turn you down, or maybe you will be her saving grace.

I’m praying for you women out there. Our God is a God of mercy. Girl power!