--Barbara
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Want to bulk up a simple classic with some veggies? Try my Sneaky Sloppy Joes.
Sauté some onions, garlic (two staples I put in just about any skillet dish), finely diced squash, finely chopped spinach. You can also add finely diced carrots, bell peppers of assorted colors, brocolli, and whatever else you can sneak in to the pan! I do all this before browning the ground turkey. Then, prepare as you normally would, whether your sloppy joe sauce is canned, enveloped, or made-from-scratch (c’mon!).
I’ve been packing mine with extra veggies for over a year, and no one is none the wiser. Yet.
(Please don’t show this to my family… please?)
This recipe is also posted under my Big Oven account. :o)
Anyone who’s known me for any length of time will easily testify to my simple, comfortable clothing style. And I use the term “style” rather loosely. I have never been a fashion queen, and was well in to my late teens before I even realized that fashions came in seasons. In fact, until recent enlightenment, I thought Jimmy Choos was some kind of trendy restaurant…
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A trick I’ve learned after doing laundry for almost twenty years? (I know, I know, I started doing laundry when I was, like, five… tee hee) Never go by how much the manufacture label tells you to use! Think about it: they WANT you to use large amounts, so that you go through it faster, so you have to run out and buy more of their product. SO, are YOU using too much laundry detergent??? [Read more…]
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The end of August has always proven a little bittersweet for me. A new school year begins at this time. As a nerdy student, and later as a teacher, I greatly anticipated the excitement and wonder that a new school year held. However, a new school year means summer is coming to a close. Summer has always been my favorite time of the year, filled with whimsy and carefree wonder.
Also at the end of August is the beginning of a new college football season. Okay, this is just plain sweet. Nothing bitter about this, unless the Dawgs are off to a bad start.
As August winds down, there are more personal ramifications for me, as my birthday comes at this time of year. Perhaps most of us still enjoy that childlike wonder and excitement in the idea of our birthday. However, as we accumulate more and more birthdays, many see them as just another slap-in-the-face reminder that we are getting older, and-infact- have more good years behind us than in front of us. (I’m not saying I’m *there* yet…. Yet.)
And so, today, as I start a new decade of my life, I lament on these last ten years, also known as My Twenties. Yep, that’s right: I’m turning 30, y’all.Looking back, even from my early teens I began looking forward (counting down) to The Next Big Thing, whether it be getting a driver’s license, graduating high school, becoming an adult, starting college, moving out on my own, being (legally) old enough to purchase and consume alcohol, finishing my undergrad, starting a “real” job, or getting married ……just to name a few. With each new milestone accrued, I felt perhaps a smidge bigger, then quickly proceeded to The Next Countdown.
This is a habit I happily spilled in to my twenties, and kept up for quite a while.And then one day, the countdowns ceased. While pregnant with my first (and so far only) child and thinking aloud about how I only had only four more months to go, I got the best advise from a co-worker. “Don’t wish your life away,” she said. The realization I made at that moment was how I’ve spent the better part of a decade and a half anticipating The Next Big Thing, and not focusing so much on the wonderful present.
And then my daughter was born.
These last 17 months have proven that time both flies and crawls, all at once, and it certainly doesn’t STOP while you search for The Next Big Thing. With her arrival, I saw how every little second, every little giggly, smooth-skinned, cuddly moment was valuable and rather fleeting. With her, I have watched a little person transform from a little lump, desperately trying to clasp her hands together while she let out sweet little “waaaaahs”, to a walking (er, running!), chattery little girl, who has become her own person -both goofy and independent and rather intelligent, in such a short span of time!
So, I no longer look so hard for The Next Big Thing. I know, at this point in my life, they are always lurking right around the corner. I am trying to enjoy as much of The Now Things. And all The Little Things.
While I spent much of my teens and twenties wishing my life away, looking always ahead, and not truly soaking up the thrills of the here and now; I have learned in a short span -the last nugget of my twenties- to slow down, and enjoy the moments as they come. The Big Things will come and go. It’s The Little Things that make your day-to-day life really worthwhile.
I do look at today as one of The Big Things. After all, turning thirty is nothing to sneeze at, nor is it something over which to panic. (…..right…..?) As this August winds down, I DO still find myself enjoying and anticipating the Big Things, but also lapping up the sweet little day-to-day moments I have with my amazing daughter and fantastic husband.
Am I happy about turning thirty? Honestly, no. It feels like such a big leap. Up until today, I could remark that, “well, at least I’m still in my twenties.” Maybe I’ll try out a new one: at least I’m in my early, early, early thirties. (Hmm, I’ll have to give it more thought…..) I find myself kicking and screaming in protest of the demise of my twenties. In any case, I am trying to make sense of it all, and embrace the change, and embrace this fantastic life.
So, while -for some- April is the cruelest month, August’s demise will always feel a little bittersweet to me.
And I leave you with this awesome meme, for no reason other than because I can:
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