Soon after my husband and I got married, my parents gave us an amazing and generous wedding gift. In fact, part of me wanted to not accept it because it seemed like too much. However, we didn’t do that and accepted their gift, a stand-alone freezer. I’m glad we did. Having an extra freezer makes life easier. In addition to the typical frozen items people keep in their freezers, we can stock up on meat sales, save lots of left overs for my husband’s lunches or even another meal for my family. And, twice we’ve even bought a 1/4 cow
I love Thanksgiving! I think it is all the fabulous foods that makes the day one of my favorite holidays. This year, we won’t be doing a traditional Thanksgiving. With my husband working that day and my morning sickness, we decided it might be a better idea for me to cook something simple. Besides, we just celebrated an early Thanksgiving with his family a week ago. Instead, I’ll be making my Slow Cooker Braised Beef Bits and mashed potatoes, along with some bread and a vegetable. Whether you are doing an alternative Thanksgiving meal like us or doing the traditional
Every time I’ve been pregnant, I’ve had cravings and aversions. Cravings and aversions are a normal part of pregnancy for most women (although not all). With Ginny, I couldn’t get enough of watermelon, Buffalo wings, and Pasta House salads. What I hated eating was hamburgers and sweet pickles (the only type of pickles I like). I didn’t want them at all. Then, when I was pregnant with Grace, I had no issue with hamburgers, but couldn’t stand a dish I normally love, my husband’s Mexican Stuffed Shells, which broke Chris’s heart. I craved McDonald’s French fries, wings, and strawberries. In
Homemade lasagna I am a picky eater. There is no denying it. Although I will say that some people view me as being pickier than I really am. I find it humorous, at times, when the topic of me being picky comes up. Someone will invariably say, “My parents didn’t let me be picky. I had to eat everything, and I learned to like it.” I usually find that comment highly offensive. It is basically saying that my parents must not have done their job. That is far from the truth. I was not allowed to be picky. I just
Normally on Thanksgiving we eat our meal around 1:30 p.m. Since Chris was on overnight shifts and we have Ginny now, we had dinner at 5 p.m. Honestly, I arranged it that way so Chris could help me, with either food or Ginny. It felt strange to eat our meal so late, but worked out perfectly since the Packers football game started at Noon and wasn’t over until sometime after 3 p.m. Our meal was just for the two of us, but I made more food than needed. We adore leftovers. Instead of making a whole turkey, I only roasted
Since I’ve been pregnant, I’ve witnessed a lot of changes. I’m sure this is not surprising to anyone, least of all me, but I’m sometimes stunned by how much I have changed (at only 17 weeks 3 days, no less). I’m sure I’ll face even more variances in the future. Here is a current list (and is likely not all-inclusive): My Body Yes, this transformation is the most expected of them all. As early as 8 weeks along, I started noticing a small baby bump. Chris, my husband, was able to see it then, too, but no one else.