Thursday, July 31, 2008
So, here it is. Beer chops:
2 butterfly pork chops
1 onion, sliced into rings (for only 2 chops, I'd say a small onion would be plenty)
2 tblsp BBQ sauce
can of cream of chicken soup
can/bottle of beer (preference)
I used two butterfly pork chops, but I think the amount of sauce would handle another pork chop. Cut the chops in half and season with salt/pepper, garlic powder (I used a garlic grill seasoning mix). Brown the pork chops and onions in olive oil. Put in the crockpot when browned.
Mix the cream of chicken soup and 1/2 can/bottle of beer in a bowl. Add more seasonings to taste and bbq sauce. Pour over chops and cook on low for 6-8 hours or high for 2-3.
I checked mine at 6 hrs and they were falling apart. I also made the sauce into gravy with some corn starch and water.
Hope y'all enjoy it like we did! My in-laws said it made great leftover sandwiches!
Mumble missed the pool already! He's practicing how to hold his nose when he goes underwater!
On to the Stompin'!!! This weekend the in-laws are here visiting and I forgot that I'd turned the sprinkler on very low for Mumble. Cut to hours, yes HOURS later and we had created, by accident, a mud pit! Here's Mumble looking for Nana to come back from their van.
Saturday, July 19, 2008
So, here's the story. It begins with ants. Many ants. Ants everywhere. Most harmless, but few that are the mean-o kind. The fire ants. They've invaded my home, my yard. Attacked myself and my son. They are awful and I believe that I've developed a very serious fear of ants, red or otherwise.
Which lead me to spraying this lovely bug killer around the doors and floorboards.
Anyway, it brings us to the frog. Toad.
Aries spent time outside while I did the inside and then was in for a while when the outside was done. So, it was time for the pup to get outside. He dove out the door and I saw this poor frog ... toad, hop sadly across the porch to get away from the scary dog. I did my best to protect the sad little hopper while my doggy did his thing. I brought my furry friend in or started to and noticed the sad hopper coming toward the door rather than away from the door and where I was heading. Hmmm ... I stomped. I clapped. I grabbed a broom. I tapped it in front of the hopper. What did he ... it ... do? It attacked! No, I had to be wrong. So I tapped the broom in front of him again and he ATTACKED IT!
Seriously, I was going to call my father-in-law. Why? I don't know. I threw a bucket at it. Really. A bucket.
I think he's still out there.
Friday, July 18, 2008
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
Right now, the government (lower case g because that's how I feel about them) has set the statute of limitations at 3 years from symptoms to file a law suit in what they call "vaccine court".
We missed the deadline and so have millions of other mom's and dad's. We missed it because we were told that we would never "win" and honestly we were too focused on getting our son the BEST therapy that we could during the critical early intervention years.
I beg you, I plead with you to PLEASE sign the petition to extend the statute of limitations. Whether you agree or not, we need more time because the science is JUST now coming out (The Hannah Polling case) and former CDC members (Bernadine Healy) are saying that there very well could be a link and we aren't just a bunch of kooky parents.
I appreciate you helping me fight the good fight!!!
Tuesday, July 1, 2008
This one was taken in Bumpa and Cissy's Arizona room. Tia and her munchkin Soy sitting with Cissy and Mumble.
Mumble and Soy checking each other out a little more closely!
I'm sure Mumble is trying to teach Soy all of his naughty moves!
We don't get a ton of time at the park since it's hot, but we have a few times in the early morning before it gets too hot. What a cutie!
More to come! And soon we'll have McH here with us ... CAN'T WAIT!!!!