2020's Word of the Year

2020 word of the year- Release
Release control of what I can't control. Release worry. Release fear. Release...

Sunday, October 30

Recipe: Pepper Jack Chicken

I got this recipe off of a blog several years ago. I was sharing it with my daughter today and though someone else might like it too.

Recipe Name: Pepper Jack Chicken by Kelli Winn - Copy
Categories: Casseroles, Main Dish, Mexican, Poultry
1 1/2 to 2  pounds chicken breasts, cut into chunks
1 pkg frozen multicolored sweet pepper strips
1/2 cups chunky salsa
1/4 tsp chili powder
3 tbsp butter
3 tbsp flour
1/4 tsp salt
1 cups milk
1/2 to 3/4 cups shredded pepper jack cheese
Place the first 4 ingredients in a slow cooker.
In a small sauce pan over medium heat, melt the butter. Stir in the flour and salt and cook until bubbly. Remove from heat and gradually stir in the milk until smooth. Return to heat and cook, stirring until mixture is thickened and smooth. Stir in the cheese until melted.
Pour this sauce over the other ingredients in the slow cooker; stir to combine. Cover and cook on low for 5 to 6 hours.
Serve with hot cooked rice.
Serves 6
This recipe exported by PDACookbook Plus - www.wakefieldsoft.com

Friday, October 28

Wednesday, October 12

Angry Birds

I found more amazing cakes. All you have to do is search Google Images and you can find just about anything. I have a 7 year old who loves Angry Birds. I may have to try my hand at making him a cake for his birthday, but I know they won't hold a candle to these cakes. Hat's off to the designers.

I love all of these cakes! But wait...
How about some cupcakes? Or....

So much talent for something that will be gone in two bites!

Tuesday, October 11

He's Still Working On Me!

Do you remember that song? Did the Gaithers sing it?

He's still working on me,
To make me what I ought to be.
It took Him just a week to make the moon and the stars,
The sun and the Earth and Jupiter and Mars.
How loving and patient He must be,
He's still working on me.


Anyway, I feel like I've been having some open heart surgery the last few weeks. It's painful but needed. I'm so glad that I'm under the care of the Great Physician.

Monday, October 10


Sandburs are the curse of the Sandhills. I guess it's a price we have to pay for living in such a beautiful place. But I have to say that when God talks about the thorns in the ground being a curse, I can certainly relate to it. I have people who don't live in this part of the country ask me what they are. So to set the record straight, I'll give a little pictorial.
 This is what they look like, they are little globes with needle sharp points all around. And when they stick to you they must have little prongs that hold tight. It's not uncommon to pull out a sandbur and find little slivers in your finger for weeks. Sometimes they swell up and get infected. These suckers just plain hurt. This is one tiny little bur...

 This is what they look like in early summer when they're green. This is when they need pulled out. I've heard that each tiny sandbur can hold over 1,000 seeds. They are pretty at this stage....

 Here are some more. They are prolific and grow tall and in patches. Even if you mow them down they will continue to creep low on the ground and then shed their harvest to reseed for another year. I've also heard they can lie dormant in the ground for years.

Here are some that were drying and ready to drop their burs. Our old house had tons of these things. The first few years we lived there, the kids and I would go out every morning and pull them out of the ground. We could pull for an hour every morning. The work did finally pay off and the grass took root enough that the sandburs were nearly eliminated by the time we sold our house.

Shaun The Sheep

Shaun has become a celebrity in our house. Shaun, Wallace and Grommit and Phineas an Ferb...I know, we're a weird family. I saw thisShaun cake and thought it was cute.


Yes, we all love Shaun.

Monday, October 3


These are a few of the carrots I picked from the garden. I left most of them. My neigbor tells me if I wait until after a hard frost that the carrots will be sweeter. He's a pro at gardening so I'm taking his advice. The funny thing is that all night I dreamed I was picking carrots. I kept picking and picking and yet my little patch was still full. Weird, I know.