Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Ode to Nicole and

Bryan's sister Nicole is a fabulous cook. It's true, I am so sad that we didn't move closer to her so we could eat like kings, or queens as the case may have it. Not only is she a great cook, but she makes everything, well almost everything, healthy because she is a dietitian and a vegiholic (her favorite is anything squash). She is so good, she can even make you love vegetables.

Tonight we had a dinner that was concocted by Nicole when we all lived in Logan and she used to invite us over for dinner. I decided to post the recipe so that everyone can enjoy Nicole's talents.
Taco Soup inside Spaghetti Squash
1 spaghetti squash

1 can black beans
1 can corn
1 can stewed tomatoes
2 servings cooked rice
1/2 lb taco meat (I sometimes omit because I don't like to cook it)
1 pkg taco seasoning
1/2 C green chile salsa (I added this one time on a whim and it rocked)
1/3 C cheese

Preheat oven to 400. Fill 9x13 pan with 2" water. Cut spaghetti squash in half, clean, then place in pan flat side down. Bake for 30-45 minutes or until squash is tender throughout.
Dump rice, meat, taco seasoning and green chile salsa into a pot. Add strained corn and black beans, and tomatoes dumping the liquid from the tomatoes into the pot as well. Mix and simmer all ingredients for 10-20 minutes.

When squash is done pull out of oven and turn over in pan. Fill squash cavities with taco soup and sprinkle with cheese. Replace pan in oven for 5-10 minutes or until cheese is bubbly. Enjoy with chips and sour cream.

Here is a picture of what half of our looked like tonight.

Friday, March 26, 2010

Sometimes we wonder

And then we don't. Sometimes we wonder where all of this extra weight comes from. Bryan came home today after weighing himself at work and found out he weighed more than he had previously. I won't say how much, but I will say that I only had to wonder why for a minute until I remembered that this little beauty was in the oven.

Ok. Enough about the pie, here are the pictures of the house you have all been waiting for. I didn't take pictures of the upstair (2 bedrooms and 1 bathroom) because they aren't even close to done yet.

This is the front room from the kitchen. The poppy pictures on the wall were a present from Andy, Bryan's brother, and definitely make this room my favorite (even if it doesn't have any furniture)

This is the view into the kitchen from the front door. I even left my pantry open so you can peak in, and yes, that is yahtzee on the table and yes I did kick Bryan's butt!

This is just a picture of my favorite wall in the house.

This is a view into the kitchen and a little bit of the family room from the middle of the living room.

This is a view of the family room from the stairs. Yes that is a giant TV, I'm surprised you noticed. ;)

This is a view of the family room and a little bit of the kitchen from the garage door.

This is the office section of the family room, as viewed from the sliding glass door. The door on the left is the door into the garage and the door on the right is the door to our bedroom.

This is the stairwell down to our bedroom, bathroom and laundry room.

This is the view from the stairwell. That is the gorgeous bed that Bryan's brother-in-law, dad and brother made us.

This is the finale......the master bathroom with my fabulous master jetted tub. Oh yeah, I use that every night.

Phew, long post. There you have it, my house and my pie and now I'm going to go cut that pie, yum.

Wednesday, March 24, 2010

Snow Day

So you know how when you were a kid you used to pray for snow days? (This may not apply to any of you who lived in warmer places, but perhaps you prayed for hurricane or tornado days.) Well, I thought that snow days were only for school kids, not so.

Bryan's work has a special hotline that he has to call on mornings when there is a lot of snow to see if there is a snow day. Guess what? Today is one of those days and so we get to hang out together all day. Thank you cushy government job, and thank you to all of you who pay taxes so he can have this cushy government job.
Anyway, here are some pictures of our backyard in the beautiful snow.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

What do you have in there, a kid?

Says Bryan about my purse.

Bryan: "You could carry a kid around in that thing."

Me: "No, not a kid, maybe a baby, a very small infant, but not a 'kid'" (yes, I do the quotes with my fingers around 'kid')

Bryan: "I really think you could fit, like a four-year-old in that bag of yours"

Me: "Four-month-old, maybe"

On and on it goes. But before I get to the good part I should explain I usually don't carry a very big purse, as purses go. To some, perhaps, my purses are a little on the large side, but usually they are just average sized.
Lately, because of moving and buying a house and all that, I have upgraded to an abnormally large purse. Truthfully, some may consider it a weekend bag and I really can pack everything I need for a weekend trip in it, but I didn't think it was that big. Bryan and I always argue about whether or not I could actually carry a child around in my purse.

We were having this conversation the other night at my brother's house and it just so happens that he has a two-year-old who is the size of a four-year-old (maybe a little smaller, but he is a big kid) so we did a little experiment. The results are below.

Yep, that is a kid, in my purse. So, I lost, Bryan won and Jacob (kid in purse) got a picture taken and a candy for sitting in my purse to prove me wrong. I can, after all fit a 'kid' in my purse.

We're in!!!!

So we we got our house! We moved in on Wednesday and have been unpacking and getting settled but before that we went to celebrate. We ate at Joe's Crab Shack and here are the pictures.

Bryan was excited to dig in. I, on the other hand, was a little apprehensive because all of a sudden I realized that my meat still had legs and a shell that reminded me an awful lot of a crab I came to love as a little girl

I didn't end up eating much, I just kept picking up the crab and moving it as if it were crawling off the table. Bryan mostly thought I was ridiculous. I do too actually, I don't see a hamburger and think, "Gee I sure feel bad that this cow died," I think, "Yum!". So why did the crab evoke such emotions? I guess we just may never know.

Anyway, this is our house while we were in the unpacking stages. Crazy and messy, and it's soooooooooooooooooo good to have that behind us. Now we are buying blinds, and curtain rods, and new plumbing pipes and, well the list goes on and on. Hooray for being a homeowner (at least an owner of 10% of a home)

I will post more pictures soon, but this is all for now. Thanks for all the calls and emails, we will keep you posted.

Sunday, March 14, 2010

The Waiting

We made it to Denver......but we don't have a house....or our stuff...but we do have a job. So now I'm feeling like Tom Petty in this video.

We are waiting to close on our house, and therefore waiting to get our stuff from our movers. So, like everybody knows, "The waiting is the haaaaaardessst part"