Monthly Archives: September 2009

Cheaters Homemade Chicken Noodle Soup.

I call it cheaters because I didn’t make the stock myself. I was running short on prep time because going to the Outlet Mall was definitely priority over making dinner for my family full of runny noses.

Chicken Noodle Soup for Cheaters
(remember I feed a small army every night)
Three 1qt Pacific low sodium chicken stock
1 package of boneless, skinless breasts
(I think there were 5 decent size)
6 carrots
6 stalks celery
1 medium onion
few dashes of thyme
2 bay leaves
a few sprigs of parsley
fresh ground pepper
I poured the stock in the pot, and turned the burner on high. I cut up the raw chicken with scissors (removing anything that will make my kids gag) and dumped it in the stock. Bring the chicken and stock to a boil while chopping the veggies and throw them in. Add the seasoning, place the lid on the pot, turn it to the lowest setting. Head to the mall.

When I got home it had been simmer for about 3 hrs. I boiled up a package of egg noodles and served it with sliced asiago bread.
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Chocolate Peanut Butter Brownies. Maeve made me do it.

We watched Coraline the other night. When Maeve watches a movie, she needs everything to be “right.” Pjs, slippers, pillows, blankets, popcorn in the “popcorn” bowls, very sleepover like. We didn’t have any candy so I HAD to make brownies. Can’t have movie night without chocolate something. Brownies are awesome to make because they’re super simple and fast.

Chocolate Peanut Butter
and Chocolate Chip Brownie.
1/2 cup butter
3 oz coarsely chopped unsweet chocolate
3/4 cup of sugar (you could use a cup but I like them a little bitter)
2 eggs
1 tsp vanilla
2/3 cup flour
1/4 tsp baking soda
2 handfuls of chocolate chips (chocolate or butterscotch is good too)
1/4 cup peanut butter

-grease an 8×8 pan
-In a pot, melt the butter. while it’s melting grind up the chocolate in a mini chopper.
Toss the chocolate in and melt it.

Remove from heat and I stick it in the fridge.
In another little bowl I whisk the flour and baking soda together.
-get out cooling chocolate and butter, stir in sugar, beat in eggs one by one, add vanilla and finally the flour/soda. Once mixed throw in 2 generous handfuls of chocolate chips.
-take the peanut butter and heat it in the microwave for about 15 seconds. Stir it up, pour on top, and swirl it through.

Bake 350 degrees for 30minutes.
These are like cake, and they’re delicious frosted if you don’t want the peanut butter top.

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Pizza Combos for lunch won’t get me ready for a 5k this Saturday.

I am SO mad at myself. How the hell did I walk into Walmart to pick up Brinn’s new glasses, and walk out with a fluorescent green plastic pumpkin and a monster bag of Combos? Which I ate 98% of the bag by the time I got home.

Idiot.
This Saturday is the Susan G. Komen race for the cure here in Charlotte and Maeve, my sisterinlaw Debbie and I are running in it.
I haven’t run a 5k since July 2000, and I’m just keeping my fingers crossed that Maeve doesn’t make me look like an old, sloppy, slow poke.
No more Combos. At least not until after Saturday.

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You know it’s bad if the DOG won’t eat it.

I know my blog doesn’t seem as if I’m on a diet between baking cookies, cupcakes and treats but I’ve been very good lately. (even lost a couple pounds!) I try to be smart about it. Like the night I made cookies. I skipped dinner and only ate cookies, because for me a diet is math and food is food. If I ate 300 calories worth of chicken or 2 Reese’s peanut butter cups my body reacts the same. I’d know, I’ve been on a diet since I was 12.

Bryce loves those peanut butter Power bars. I bought some, and also picked up these Detour bars my mom likes. Now, I love protein and snack bars. It’s like a candy bar with a “diet approved” stamp on it. But the ones I usually buy for myself are healthy like Odwalla. Mmmm, LOVE those.

Well, I just got home from running errands and I WAS STARVING. I headed to the pantry and grabbed one. It looked okay. It smelled like chocolate. And then I took a bite.
DIS-GUST-ING. Hello, chemicals. Isolate (doesn’t that mean quarantine??) Glycerlean. Glycerine (a Bush song?)Taurine, L-Leucine, Chocolate Flavored COATING, Maltitol, Fractionated Palm Kernel Oil, Natural Flavors (as opposed un-natural, really, how do you bottle up natural flavoring?), Alkili (batteries), Disodium (2 salts?), Tocopherols, Neotame…How are these bars suppose to be healthy if I cannot pronounce or recognize 90% of the ingredients? And did I mention it tasted horrible? YUCK.

So I tried to feed it to my dog because the bars aren’t cheap. And our pug, the living vacuum that doesn’t say no to ANY food EVER sniffed that piece of shit, and walked away.
My fat, gluttonous dog WALKED away from a fake chocolate, fake peanut butter, chemical filled snack bar. Can you imagine?!

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Little Miss Bossy is being a pain about her patches.

A three year old can be a really bossy, opinionated little dictator. When Brinn got her eye/vision diagnosis, the doctor sent us home with a few cute floral eye patches that she wore with no problem. At first.
But the “cute” Ortopad eye patches have to be ordered and shipped. I went to CVS and picked up a box of CVS brand patches, but they were c.r.a.p. They stick for about 5 minutes before falling off her face. We spent almost a week fighting her to wear those crummy CVS eye patches, bribing her with candy to keep them on even though we would end up having to attach them to her eyebrow with clear tape. Seriously, TAPE.
Then the packages of Ortopad eye patches came; they’re flowers, hearts, music notes, even cow print. She was so excited. I told her to pick one out and she squealed, “which one has giraffes, mommy???”
WHAT?
A few weeks ago she developed this weird obsession with giraffes. She’s able to fit the word “giraffe” into any conversation. “Do you want dinner, Brinn?” “Mommy, giraffes eat leaves!”
So of course she told me she’d ONLY wear her eye patches if they had giraffes on them, so we had to figure something out.
Stickers. Now I have to buy stickers to stick on the eye patche$.
She’s STILL making me reward her for wearing them with tiny Hershey bars.
Every 5 freaking minutes, “can I take it off? Is it time? Can it come off now!?” I have to turn the kitchen timer on for 2 hrs so she’ll quit asking me so much. AND I have to dangle that Hershey bar over her when she starts begging to take it off or she sneaks away and sticks the patches to everything and anything but her eye.

She just leaned over the laptop and yelled, “giraffes is my favorite animal ya know!”

Glasses Update: The glasses I posted about last week were not the right size. She didn’t want to wear them, and if she did have them on they would fly clear off her face if she turned. So of course we have yet another hassle to deal with. We returned the glasses and have to wait another week for the new ones. This whole eye patch/glasses thing is not going so smoothly.

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