Sunday, December 6, 2009

i think i may need a date night, fo sho....

1. the other day i was holding Lucas and actually felt his body temperature change. I looked at Joseph and said "oh Lord, Lucas is getting sick". Joseph looked at me like I was crazy...

By nightfall Lucas was running a 103.5 fever.

2. Today Lucas woke up from a nap and i saw that his hair had actually grown during the last 2 hours. I told Joseph this and he looked at me like I was crazy.

Lucas' hair is growing. I am with Lucas 24 hours a day and 7 days a week. I am actually around as his hair grows. It has to grow at some time....why not during his 2 hour nap...IT DID, I swear it did.

3. I am scared to move. When I move, Lucas remembers I am alive and cries for me.
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When I worked, I was able to tell when a store was going to have a bad month before actually looking at the bottom line. I could tell before even hitting their income statement. I think I would mentally gather info throughout the month and know who was screwing labor over. If labor is out of control, a restaurant will NEVER make a profit.

I could tell you a "Future Partner", District Manager, or any other sort of higher up person, that they would never make it. I could call it WAY before the owners would ever even BEGIN TO THINK bad of that person.

Now I can tell you in an instant when one of my kids is up to no good. *I can tell you that Kamryn is the little miss temperamental but she will also help me in an instant when needed and leave me laughing in the process. *Summer Grace tattles on herself by saying "I love Kamryn and I will always be nice", which means she just terrorized Kam in some way. But she will also always ask for a hug in the most unexpected moments making your heart melt, and she is just such a little sweetheart. *I know exactly what every noise Lucas makes means. He can cry all day long and make me so impatient. But the moment he sleeps longer than expected, I miss him terribly and can't wait for the moment he awakes.

AND YES, each "talking" noise Lucas makes means something different, and I know them all. And I am in a continual growing stage with him. Right now we are in a communication stage. Last week, we were in a motor stage. Apparently he ditched the walking efforts for the "ba ba BA" sound.

So my point is....yes, I have a point......When I was working, I was on target with fact and my feelings. Now my work IS my kids for 24/7. So when I say their hair grew in the last 2 hours, then GUESS WHAT...IT DID. Cause all day I look at that head and so I know it!

When I say they are getting sick before they even have any symptoms....then GUESS WHAT!!!

THAT's RIGHT....cough cough

the power is with me.

Thursday, December 3, 2009

dear deer meat

so 2 nights ago joseph came home with this huge ice chest full of 2 hindquarters of deer meat. it is ALOT of meat. i mean, A.L.O.T....so my kitchen became this butchering arena which caused me to have some weird dreams but none-the-less very exciting and kind of festive.

i asked him if it was road kill. he said he is pretty sure it was not. a customer of his brought it to him. apparently the rich who accompany my husbands work only hunt for the thrill, not the food.

so when joseph found the gunshot wound, we all breathed a sigh of relief. definitely was not roadkill.

so that night, because i had no other idea what to do with it, i made deer meat chicken fried steak. it was ok. i salted, pepper, and garlic salt. then coated in milk and flour. fried in olive oil. the flavor tasted pretty wild, literally. the next day, it tasted alot better....cold and straight out of the fridge.

So now joe has it all cut up. we have some steaks, some roast and loin size pieces. Is a roast the same thing as a loin? Anyways, I have plans for making deer stew, grilled steaks, roast in the oven, and a loin that cooks all day in that stew pot thingy that for the life of me I can not think of the proper name right now. anyways it is that pot that you turn on and leave it all day to cook.

Anyone have any ideas? I need some dear deer recipes. :)