Thursday, March 29, 2007

The Food Network presents...

I am currently home alone. Lori and the kids are in Pennsylvania with her parents (who haven't seen Trey and Kassady for 3 years) which means that I am living the bachelor life.

It has given me the opportunity to cook for myself, which rarely happens. So, I've been getting by. Tuesday night was Italian night with agnoletti with light alfredo sauce, a tossed salad, and breadsticks. Wednesday's lunch featured veggie-cheese sandwiches with a mango and green tea on the side. Wednesday's supper was baked Mediterranean cod and asparagus. Yum, yum! This morning I got up early to prepare a special breakfast casserole that would knock your socks off: eggs, goat cheese, and spinach. Today's lunch was orzo risotto with roasted vegetables. The feta cheese just put it over the top. Then, tonight was my crowning achievement: salmon with matzo crust, steamed green beans, and a lemon. Incredible!

Ha, ha, ha! I'm having a hearty laugh as I look over what I just typed. First of all, I don't even understand what I just described. I copied it from Lori's "Better Homes and Gardens" magazine that was found on the kitchen counter. Secondly, I wouldn't even think of imbibing the above-mentioned culinary wonders. Truth is I've been surviving on frozen pizza, Pop-tarts, warmed-up chicken corn soup, and Taco Bell. I am begging God to make the time pass quickly. I am also downing quite a few Pepcid AC.

Keith and Norman say "Two thumbs up"

I'm always the last one to jump on the bandwagon, but for those of you who haven't seen the movie "Facing the Giants", do so. It's an awesome story of God's power at work in the lives of those who believe in Him. It's true that His strength is perfect when our strength is gone.

I needed it's message tonight. Awesome!


OK, for all of you that gave me those incredible words of affirmation concerning my new 'do, thank you. For the time being I'm letting the fringe grow back. However, as soon as summer rolls around, the hair is coming off. To be honest, I like the no-hair look (and feel).

Sorry, Mom.