Archive for February, 2008

St Baldrick’s Year Two

Thursday, February 14th, 2008

For those of you who have been around here for awhile, you will remember that last year I shaved my head to help raise funds to stop childhood cancers.

And, this year, I’m doing it again. On March 29th, I am shaving my head for St. Baldrick’s Foundation. I am once again asking for your donations and links.

You can donate here. If you can link this from your site, this is a fantastic cause and every penny that is donated is a penny toward the good of saving the life of a child.

I am waiting to hear back from someone but, there is a child who I am shaving my head in memory of. As soon as his mother gets his story back to me, I will pass it on to you all. Thanks for your help and your donations.

Tuesday, February 12th, 2008

I know I disappeared but, I have a good excuse. Presenting my adorable nephew: Eric Shawn (last name) Junior. He made his way into the world February 8th at 4:30 PM weighing 6 pounds, 4 ounces and 19.5 inches long.

My sister Katie was set for a repeat c-section on February 18th but, Shawn didn’t agree with that birthday.

Big sister Kyrsie is all smiles and already a pro at holding him. She’s 8 and now thinks that this her little brother is “the cutest baby ever.”

I agree that he is one of the five most beautiful children, those being my nephews and niece.

And, I’ve even included a bad picture of me holding him. He’s just sweet and tiny, and has that new baby smell that just makes the world seem to be a beautiful place.

Fried Chicken

Monday, February 4th, 2008

Fried Chicken

1. Soak the chicken pieces in milk or buttermilk, it gives a better flavor.

2. Dry the pieces off, and cut any excess skin.

3. Season your flour. I vary it a bit depending on who all is going to be eating it. But, the basic ones are:

Pepper, salt, garlic powder, onion powder, chipotle powder, cayenne, majoram and rosemary. And that is a lot of each, you are flavoring the crust with this.
Here should be a picture of the milk and egg mixture that you use to actually coat the chicken but, oops.

4. Beat a few eggs, fairly well, add some milk, mix well. Set beside your flour container.

5. Take a piece of chicken, flour it, tap off most of the flour, then put it in the milk/egg mixture, then back into the flour. Yes, you have to flour it prior to wetting it or you are more likely to lose some, if not all, of your coating.

6. Fry. Ok, I use cast iron, obviously. I have a 10 and 12 inch fry pan, and when I’m making massive batches, as I was this day, I use both.

Heat your oil prior while you are prepping the flour, and flouring the first few pieces.

Oil choice is yours, I use canola but, a lot of people claim that shortening is still the best thing to fry it in. I am not sure of oil temperatures, as I just have a feel for it. I’m guessing it is around 360 or so when they hit the pan.

Fry on one side for 11-12 minutes. yes, I’m serious, that is approximate. If the temperature is correct, when the crust is good and brown on the bottom, it is ready to turn.

7. Once the chicken is on the second side, if the temperature seems to drop (you can tell by the sound of it frying) too much, turn the heat up just a wee bit.

Now, once again about 11-12 minutes or so.

(that Canadian Mist bottle is not mine, I’m a Vodka gal.)

8. While you can’t actually read it, take the chickens temperature, making sure to not hit the bone. Normally, when you cook chicken 180 is plenty, for fried chicken you want the meat a little firmer so 185 or 190 is the time to pull it.

9. Drain. I do not have any fancy draining racks, I drain on paper towels or a cooling rack. Wit this amount of chicken I do not have enough cooling rack room.

Serve. This series of pictures is actually from back in the summer, one night when I made a big old dinner for the family. I wanted leftovers so I made more than enough chicken. The rest is mashed potatoes, cream gravy, mac and cheese, veggie plate, watermelon, and brownies. All made by my two hands. I’ll have to show how to make my cream gravy one day as man it is good.

Any questions?

Diabetes Happens

Sunday, February 3rd, 2008

I started another blog, Diabetes Happens, in order to keep so much of the diabetes talk over there and not bore those of y’all that do not care about A1Cs or Blood Glucose levels or medication.

Today is sucking, I am sick as a dog and all I want to do is curl in a ball. My stomach is a ball of hurt and nothing is helping, at all. We had to grab some groceries so Tony can have lunch this week but, now I think I am going to curl into that ball and try and feel better.

Charlie’s third birthday party

Saturday, February 2nd, 2008

Charlie’s third birthday party was today. He got everything his heart desired. Trucks and cars, basketball hoop, Diego toys and a toy tool set with a working toy drill, that he immediately used to put a hole in the wall. In the newly patched and painted wall that is.

Oops. Anyway, he looked friggin’ adorable, he had a great time, filled with family and friends and in just a couple days he’ll actually be three.

So, a few pictures of the day.

Happy Birthday my Chunky Monkey Charlie Boy.

I hope you had a wonderful day from the top of your frosting covered head to the bottom of your scotch tape covered feet.

Toys that make musical noise, he got a percussion set that included a drum, the keyboard and guitar you see here, and he has a marching drum coming on his actual birthday.

He had friends from the very small to his Daddy’s older friends here with him today. One of his Daddy’s good friends bought him Timberland boots so
he can be just like Daddy, Charlie was very excited
and wanted to wear them today but, since they are suede and it is muddy and wet outside we dissuaded him from that.

And, we can’t leave out big brother, Tre was sick today (to match his still sick uncle) yet he rallied and was a very good little boy for his baby brother’s party.

Tre did spend part of the party cuddle in my arms but when you feel that bad, you just need your Aunt Pooh to hold you.

Hold him I did, and rock him, without even realizing I was doing it. If you put a kid in my arms I rock, whether they’re brand new or a big boy.