Sunday, October 2, 2011

Maannn catchin' {chicken}

{name that movie}
:) 
A while back I got an email from my friend with a recipe for 
"engagement chicken"

It's darn good. 

Here's a pic of what ya get when you're done:


And here's the "man catchin'" story:

First comes chicken, then comes marriage? Be skeptical if you must, but this recipe may be charmed. It all began 26 years ago, when then-Glamour fashion editor Kim Bonnell gave the recipe to her assistant, Kathy Suder, who made the chicken for her boyfriend, who, a month later, asked her to marry him. “It’s a meal your wife would make. It got me thinking,” says Jon Suder, who now has three children with Kathy. Details of the simple dish passed from assistant to assistant like a culinary chain letter. When Bonnell heard that her recipe had inspired three weddings, she dubbed it Engagement Chicken.



Here's the recipe:
Ingredients:
  • 1 whole chicken (approximately 4 pounds)
  • 1/2 cup fresh lemon juice, plus 3 whole lemons—including 1 sliced for garnish
  • 1 tablespoon kosher or coarse sea salt
  • 1/2 teaspoon freshly ground pepper
  • Fresh herbs for garnish (4 rosemary sprigs, 4 sage sprigs, 8 thyme sprigs, and 1 bunch fl at-leaf parsley)
1. Position an oven rack in the upper third of the oven and preheat the oven to 400°F. Remove the giblets from the chicken, wash the chicken inside and out with cold water, then let the chicken drain, cavity down, in a colander for 2 minutes.
2. Pat the chicken dry with paper towels. Place the chicken breast-side down in a medium roasting pan fi tted with a rack and pour the lemon juice all over the chicken, both inside and out. Season the chicken all over with salt and pepper inside and out.
3. Prick 2 whole lemons three times each in three different places with a fork and place them deep inside the cavity. Chicken cavity size may vary, so if one lemon is partly sticking out, that’s fine. (Tip: If the lemons are stiff, roll them on the countertop with your palm before pricking to get the juices flowing.)
4. Put the chicken in the oven, lower the oven temperature to 350°F, and roast, uncovered, for 15 minutes.
5. Remove the roasting pan from the oven. Using tongs or two wooden spoons, turn the chicken breast- side up. Insert a meat thermometer in the thigh, and return the chicken to the oven and roast for about 1 hour to 1 hour and 15 minutes or until the meat thermometer reads 180°F and the juices run clear when the thigh is pricked with a fork. Continue roasting if necessary. Keep in mind that cooking times in different ovens vary; roasting a chicken at 350°F takes approximately 18-20 minutes per pound, plus an additional 15 minutes.
6. Let the chicken rest for 10 minutes before carving. And here’s the secret: Pour the juices from the roasting pan on top of the sliced chicken— this is the “marry me juice.” Garnish with fresh herbs and lemon slices.


Don't forget to tear that chicken apart and freeze the extra meet! 
It makes the BEST cold sandwiches and is awesome for recipes like tacos or soup.
Now ladies, if you're trying to get a ring... make it.
If you already got a ring, but want to go shopping...make it!

I am not kidding when I say that after we ate dinner, my eight year old was a delight and she cleared the table AND washed the dishes herself. This stuff is like a magic potion I tell you!

Wednesday, September 21, 2011

You wanna come in?

Just in case you're interested, 
I took a few pictures of the parts of my house that are mostly done. 

Nothing is ever completely done, right?
Just agree with me. 
Nothing of Chablis' is ever completely done is probably a more appropriate statement. 

Suggestions welcome. 
Just know that:
1. I will not paint this house. If we are leaving in one year, it's not worth my effort. 
2. I've already spent too much money so unless your suggestion has the cost of a can of spray paint, it's not really welcome. 


The wall of pictures. 
My mom thinks it's cluttery. 

I had a look I was going for that is much more difficult to achieve than I planned. 
Luckily most everything on this wall is hung by the awesome command sticky strips so a massive redo is only the cost of my effort and time. (which costs A LOT mind you)

Henry and Chuggington add a special touch to the room. 

My poor piano got beat up in the move. 
sniff...

sniff...


A closer look a the wall of clutter pictures.
I spy my gorgeous grandma Trinnaman and the amazing gr8, gr8 grandma Sarah Suzanna Stone Lloyd.
The wall is not complete until I get a picture of my in laws, but I have lost my discs. 
I shall find a picture somehow. 

See that empty 8x10? That's for you Ron & Judy!

The kitchen.
Blah. 
Whatevah.

I need a chandelier and a rug of awesomeness...someday.
(and curtains, and a barn wood table, and)

This is not worth seeing, but I'll show you anyway because it has caused me great angst. 
The office/computer area. 


I hate it. 
It's in the kitchen. 
We need a desk. 
Plus, I let you see a peek of my room of doom, aka junk room.
You're welcome. 

Monday, September 19, 2011

A post about nothing

Random thoughts and facts:

* Through some major misfortune and horrible customer service we bought a washing machine that was brand new, but doesn't work.  The company doesn't care. It's been 3 weeks since I've had a working washing machine. Welcome to my new life:
(laundromat)
Do you feel bad for me? 
You should. 
I feel sorry for myself. You should see the looks I get when I lug in 5 hampers stuffed with clothing.

* My neighbor is adorable and today she told me she's known lots of "Mormons" and she's never known one she didn't absolutely adore. 
...here's to praying I don't screw up our score.

* Said neighbor took care of Zeusapoos for us while we traveled to Ohio for Scott's marathon. I bought her a candle to say thank you at this cute little shoppe along I-70 in Indiana, Warm Glow Candle Outlet.

*Of course I had to buy one for me too and I love the way it looks and burns. It's been burning practically since the moment we got home. 

* Scott ran an awesome marathon. Inspite of our horror movie replica of a hotel room the night before. 
Do I have pictures? No. 
One hour away from our house I pull out the camera to find the battery is dead. 
Flat lined. 
No pictures.

* I'm soooooooo close to being done with my house. I'm pretty sure I can't completely finish until I have a working washing machine. Scott has promised to threaten a law suit tomorrow. Exciting, right? I hope it doesn't come to fruition. 

Tuesday, September 13, 2011

Last minute photo opp

Because my brain works slowly, at the last minute I had the genius idea to have my dear and talented friend take our family photos before we left Utah. Because she's so sweet, she worked us in to her busy life. 

We were totally unprepared, yet somehow Michelle still managed to create some gems. 

I don't have all the proofs yet, but my sister does and so she emailed me a few of her favorites. 

9 1/2 years baby! 







This will probably be our Christmas card, so don't be dissappointed to see it twice. 





Thank you for gracing us with your talents, dear Michelle!!

Saturday, September 10, 2011

Our first family outing in the mid-west

I'm back online people! 

(don't expect too much of me yet. Though the house is unpacked, putting up all the decor seems to be where the real work is and I'm struggling!)

So, one of the first things we did here in Illinois was visit the great St. Louis Arch:

It was gorgeous weather.

We ate a Panera Bread picnic on the grass and it was real fun folks!
(that's mid-western talk-I'm learning fast)



This face is irresistible, even smothered with peanut butter.

A few views from the top of the Arch:










Gracie and I were the only ones brave enough to make our way to the top. 
It's really claustrophobic, but the view makes up for that. 







Monday, August 29, 2011

Our trip via phone camera

Because our laptop is ancient, I can't plug our camera into it to download our pictures from the last several weeks. So, I emailed a few pictures from my phone to myself and here is a rundown from the last few weeks:

While in Calgary, Canada Gracie had an accident. 
I was a mean momma and told her to suck it up. 

Two weeks later it was still swollen and extremely painful for her. 
So I took her to a walk-in clinic where they took x-rays and sure enough, her foot is broken. 

Oh sad, sad day. 
Luckily her "boot" is stylish, she get's to wear it for 6 weeks:

Our pit stop in Utah was great. 

Lot's of family time. 
Shopping. 
Playing with old friends. 
Slip n' Slides:

(photo's and collage courtesy of my sister, Gentri)

And we were off:

 Driving 80 on I-80, my hot husband at the wheel, Rio playing in the back seat,
that's what road trips are made of. 

We made a stop at Cabela's in Sydney, NE to stock up on the essentials.

Chocolate covered cinnamon bears and rainbow trout. 
Cabela's candy is THE  best. 



 We spent a night in Kearny, NE and found this amazing park. 
I could not take a picture to do it justice. This is only an 1/8 of the gorgeousness of this park. 
Think 3 awesome playgrounds, 2 splash pads, swan paddle boats, a serenity garden, and more. 
I love this park. 
So much so that I would agree to live in this "nowhere" place just so I could come to this park every day. 



Another highlight of Kearny is the great Archway:

This is more than meets the eye my friends. 
Inside that great archway is a Disney-esque historical documentation of the growth of the western United States. Life size scenes starting with the Mormon pioneers and native Americans illustrate how "the West was Won". It was very patriotic and entertaining. A definite MUST for anyone traveling I-80. 

We spent a night in Kansas City and made it a priority to visit the historical Liberty Jail. 
A place we Mormons have a special connection with. 
Click HERE to read more about it. 
This is us in front of the recreated prison. 
A phone camera + inexperienced random person acting as photographer = creepy picture. 

And at last:
St. Louis
We are 20 miles east of the city. 

I keep catching myself scan the horizon for a silhouette of mountains. 
I wonder how long it will take my subconscious to realize there are none. 

We move into our new home this weekend. 
I feel grateful that we have a "house" to live in while we wait. I at least can feel a sense of normalcy this way. 
The kids have their own bedrooms to sleep in.Which they are doing quite well. It's practically 9 am and there is no sign of life from their rooms. 

While I am missing Alaska desperately, I have a sense of contentment. I know this is where we are supposed to be and I have a feeling it's going to be a good life here in Illinois. 

Wednesday, August 10, 2011

Goodbye Alaska



We were sad to leave this place behind:

However, our trip through Canada was quite amazing!
We had many adventures and ssaw so many gorgeous things.

We are visiting family in Utah for the moment, and will be heading out to the mid-west the last week in August.

I haven't been much of a blogger on this trip, and I don't see any improvement in the near future.

For a recap on our drive you can check out my sister's blog...again.

Ha! I love that I can cop out and send you to her!
When we move away I won't be able to do that any more, so I'll make the most of it while I can.

Thursday, July 28, 2011

Running away

I'm updating this neglected blog to let all you cute faces know that I will be offline for a while. 

Not that you'd notice a difference. 

With all my many postings and all. 

This move has taken it's toll on me. I've moved lots of times, but this one by FAR has been the hardest. 

Not to mention the very day we're trying to load stuff out our septic system goes haywire. 

Yes. We have a septic system. One of the downfalls of living out in the boonies. 

So, if all goes well, we will be out of our house by Saturday afternoon and on the road on Sunday. 

That is if I don't run away (turn up MIA) before then. 

Wednesday, July 20, 2011

A baby shower gone wrong

 Last week I thought I was invited to a baby shower for Melinda. 

Boy, was I PUNKED!

I have the BEST friends in the entire world. 
I would not love Alaska like I do without them. 

Dear friends, 

I do not deserve the love and service you constantly give me. 
I adore every single one of you. 
We are all like a giant puzzle, each piece different, but we fit together perfectly. 
Thank you for making me feel so special and loved. 
I L.O.V.E. you! 

~ me.

Sunday, July 17, 2011

Fail.


I was never meant to be a bakeress. 

Thursday, July 14, 2011

July 14 is a very big day.

No matter how hard I try...

 This girl refuses to quit growing. 


8 years ago she weighed 6 lb 11oz and was only 21 inches long. 


Now she weighs a whopping 42 lbs and I really don't know how many inches (not many if you compare her to her peers). 


My Gracie girl loves to learn. (she gets that from her dad)
She loves to take care of people. 
She loves to play the damsel in distress. 
She is thinking about loving to run. (no pressure from dad, to be sure)



I love to watch this girl teach her younger siblings.
I love to watch her change her brother's diapers and get him dressed. 
I love to see her face light up when she sings in church. 


I love this picture. 
It feels so anti-conformist. 
It feels so "baptism vogue". 

{pictures courtesy of my awesome friend and photographer Jessica Musil}

Happy Birthday dearest Gracie. 
I thank Heavenly Father every single day for the honor of being your mother. 

In case you are unfamiliar with our religion, we believe that at the age of 8 kids are old enough to understand what it means to be baptized and are able to do so if they choose. It's tradition that the girls are given a white dress to wear on their baptism day and I thought it would be neat to have a photo shoot documenting this special time in her life. 

Sunday, July 10, 2011

If you want to know where I've been...

Just head straight over to my sister's blog.

I've been much too lazy to update the blog on our whereabouts since Gentri and my parents came into town. 

So - if you care, just go read her blog and you'll know ALL about it. 

Here's a quick preview:
(just in case you're not already a follower of hers...not likely, but just in case)