Friday, October 28, 2011

Super Duper Chicken & Noodles

3 or 4 Boneless chicken breasts
1 can Cream of Chicken soup
2-3 Tablespoons bacon bits
1 Pkg. Hidden Valley Ranch Mix
1/2 to 1 cup water (depending on how soupy you want it)
1 cup Sour Cream

Dump everything in the crock pot and cook on low for at least 3 hrs.
Take the chicken pieces out, shred and put back in.  Add cooked broad noodles. 
I don't know how much....just a bunch.  Let it mix with everything as long as you
can...and it's ready.

Tonight I was in a hurry so I just boiled the chicken breasts in enough water to cover them till
done....sliced it up, added UNCOOKED noodles and let them cook....then added everything else.  I think it was just as good.  The bacon gives it a really good smokey flavor.

Wednesday, October 19, 2011

The Latin Duo

I got a new Zumba DVD and thought this would be great to dance with the twins.  They both enjoy music and dancing around and I so need the exercise. 

First we start the basics.  Those pretty, skinny girls show what we are supposed to look like and the Duo are down dancing, kicking their legs and really getting into it.  I decided to watch several minutes to get it straight in my mind before I start participating.  The Duo are having a great time so I'm thinking this is going to be a great morning routine for us. 

I get up to start going through the step by step routines and the twins stop to try to figure out what is wrong with me.  I spread my legs to try to do a body roll and Lyss starts crying.  Kayla comes to me and is hanging on to me to be picked up.  I sit them on the couch to watch me and both are boohooing to beat the band.  Tears are flowing and they are hanging on to each other like the world is coming to an end.  After a few more minutes of jumping and scrunching my body in strange positions, I finally give up and sit down to hold the girls.  I had to turn the DVD off completely before they would calm down.  I guess they thought I was going through my final death throes.  Who knew Zumba would be so scary??

Monday, October 17, 2011


I've just realized my husband has this terrible disease.  I don't know what the scientific name for it is but it could be fatal.  I have found that more men than women are debilitated by this horrible problem.

He is totally unable to put a trash bag into an empty trash can.  Now he can put trash, dirty diapers, etc. in it but an empty trash bag is just too much for him.  I think this disease is connected another which makes it impossible to change an empty toilet paper roll.  There is no known cure for this disease but if not treated, is nearly always fatal.  Since, starting a newsletter on this disease, I've found hundreds of families are afflicted.  The medical world has turned it's back on our suffering!  Through much time and effort though, I have found an old folk remedy which may be the answer to the prayers of people living with the ones with this terrible disease. 

First, you let them go to sleep.  You quietly and gently, place a pillow over their head and gently but firmly press for several minutes.  Five or ten minutes should do the trick.  I'll let you know if this works out for me.

Saturday, October 15, 2011

Sleeping Beauty

The girls are so different....Lyssa wants her own bed, by herself....don't let the door hit you in the back when you leave her alone to go to sleep.  Alas, Kayla is our problem sleeper....she has to have a warm body to sleep against....usually me. 

Naptime.  I tell them it is naptime and Lyssa runs to her room and says "up!"  She finds her baby and she's finished with me.  Kayla disappears.  After I fish her out of her latest hidey hole, we go to lie down in my bed.  Her crib has monsters in it in the daytime.  I wrap her in her blanket so she can't roll and crawl from side to side and say a serious "nite, nite!"  She snugs up against me and scrunches her eyes close so I close mine to bore her to sleep.  

She talks...I ignore.  She gives me kisses....I ignore.  Finally, she rubs my hair in a rhythm....rub, rub, pause...then rub, rub, pause.  Finally, after about five minutes, I open my eyes to see what in the world she is doing.  She is licking her hand until it is dripping, then wiping it in my hair....over and over and over.  Now that I've chewed her out and have gotten her to sleep finally, I think I will go wash my hair.

Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Two years in a few sentences

Two years ago the Dynamic Duo were a few hours old, I had driven home and I was still living in Neverland that I was going to be nothing more than a meddling grandmother.  It seems like it was only yesterday that I left that hospital after only getting to see the twins for a few minutes.  They were so fragile, each baby had her own nurse within touching, and were kept in a darkened room with machines beeping. The hardest part was that no one would tell me anything because I was not a parent....and the "parent" wasn't asking questions.  The only thing I had to hang on to is I knew that they were breathing on their own.  It was a hard trip home but since I had a seven year old I was responsible for, home is where I had to be. 

After many trips, the Duo came home in mid November and haven't looked back since.  Two years later, they are healthy, ornery and going ninety miles an  hour most of the time. 

There will be challenges.  We are much older than other parents.  Kayla will have to work a little harder.  We will have to be vigilant for problems that could crop up from the prenatal drugs and alcohol. 

I made a vow that I would not worry and look too far ahead....and I haven't.  If we as Christians, believe in God, we also have to trust.  With trust there can be no worry.  I don't know where we are headed but I'm not worried.  We will make it.


I've been married for nearly 42 years and still don't understand the male species. 

I got the girls up for church, fed them, chased them down to dress them, and then chased them down again to load them in the carseats.  The girls were having their birthday party today at Nanny Ruth's so I had ordered the cake and got the plates, ice cream, etc. for the dinner......all Chuck had to do was his normal routine and show up.  I taught my Sunday school class, did my paperwork, got the Duo from nursery and headed to the lunch.  As I have mentioned before.....all Chuck had to do was show up.  I fed one twin while the other one played, then switched.....while Chuck ate and talked cows with his brother in law.  I got the cake and ice cream out for the girls to see and everybody to sing 'Happy Birthday' to.....and he talked cows.  We moved on to opening presents so I sat in the floor with the twins to show them all the stuff they got.  By this time I'm a little peeved so I gave Chuck the camera....I mean surely he can take a few pictures while I'm wrestling with them.  He is STILL talking cows.  

When we are getting ready to leave, I'm cleaning up the mess and ask Chuck to pick up the toys while I load the presents in the car.  I come back......and pick up the toys while he is talking.....load the rest of the stuff and girls.  THEN he asks me what I told him to do.  hmmmm.....

He says I don't listen to him......I say I'm going to smother him with a pillow.   When we got home, I found that he had taken four pictures....and only one of them had both of the girls in it.