Friday, May 28, 2010

Moms Club Breakfast Burritos

Per your request, here is my recipe for Moms Club Breakfast Burritos.  Try it out and let me know if it tastes right...  Hopefully, I didn't miss a step.  

1 pckge reduced fat turkey sausage
8 eggs
1 potato
1 c 2% sharp cheddar

your favorite salsa
jalapeƱos, chopped, fresh or jarred 
12 flour tortillas
Aluminum foil, separated into pieces, large enough to wrap the tortilla

  1. Cook the sausage completely.  While sausage is cooking, microwave the potato until soft or "baked".  Carefully cut baked potato until small, bite-size pieces. Add to fully cooked sausage.  Add chili powder, garlic, and salt onto the potato before stirring it into the sausage.  Set aside.
  2. Scramble eggs and cook.  Combine eggs with sausage/potato mix.  
  3. Now, you fill the burritos.  Start with a tortilla on top of a piece of foil.  Add a few spoonfuls of eggs/sausage/potato.  Leave about an inch of the bottom of the tortilla empty so you can wrap it up later.  Next, add about 2T cheese; 1T Salsa and 2-4 slices of jalapeƱos.  Fold bottom of tortilla up, wrap up the sides, and hold the whole thing together by wrapping it up with the foil.  Put in a baking dish.  Continue filling and wrapping burritos until all 12 completed.
  4. Heat oven to 350 degrees.  Allow wrapped burritos to bake for 30-45 minutes.  This melts the cheese and mixes all the yummy flavors.  

Hope you can follow my directions and that your burritos taste wonderful!  Love you guys!

Thursday, May 20, 2010

I Just Don't FEEL It

"Yeah, whatever, Jessica," she told me at dinner, "I still envy your life."  

I stared at my single friend across the table from me.  She looked sheepishly at me before restating her comment.  "I hear all your complaints and stuff...  But, I'd still trade places with you in a heartbeat.  You have the life I've always wanted."  

I do make it a point to try to not complain.  But, I still fall prey to my own mouth sometimes and go off about the trials and struggles of motherhood [and wifehood, sometimes].  My sweet friend's comment jangled my thoughts.  She is right.  My life is enviable; I am a rich woman!  But I do forget it sometimes.  OK, often.  I forget it often.  

This past week, my brain has felt too full.  Too full of thoughts, dreams, hopes, stories, history, beliefs, unbeliefs...  Just too much in there.  I walk around, doing what I am supposed to be doing, but feeling like I'm going through the motions.  

Psalm 16:5 says "Lord, you have assigned me my portion and my cup; you have made my lot secure."  

I know this in my head, but do not feel it in my heart.  Joyce Meyers says walking in the Spirit means not living by feelings.  I cannot decide if she is right.  Yet, I press on, ignoring my feelings.  Trying to scrounge up some self-discipline and self-control.  

Here is the Truth: Mothering four kids is definitely challenging, but it is what God has assigned for me.  Which means, I can do it!  There are days I feel like I'm falling apart and can't continue for one minute.  But, the truth is, God has assigned me this portion.  This very LARGE portion.  And "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me."  [Phillippians 4:13].  

So, today I press on.  Even though I don't feel like it.  

Thursday, May 13, 2010

Garage Sale Diary

5:00 am   
Alarm goes off.  

5:15 am
Out the door with glittery signs.  Posted up and down the neighborhood.  I am very proud of my signs.  I am.  They are something to be proud of.  For sure.

5:45 am
Rachel arrives to help set up.  She is an awesome sister, I must say.  At the house, the kids are already awake and poor, bleary-eyed Jason is up, too.  He is running on less than four hours of sleep after working until 2am.  Kids are wide-eyed and bushy-tailed.

6:00 am
Hauling my junk out to the meridian, past our parking places.  We set up tables previously borrowed from gracious neighbor.  It takes a good 15 minutes just to haul everything outside.  

6:30 am
Setting up.  Trying to organize the ridiculous amount of clothes I have out.  How did the pile get so BIG?!  Seriously, I think the clothes reproduced while I was sleeping...

7:00 am
Ready to open!  Whew-hew!  I sit outside in my cushy camping chair and excitedly await the first customer.

7:15 am
Inside going pee when first customer arrives.  She spends a whole two dollars.  While checking out, her girlfriend calls.  "Yeah, Conventry..  Yeah, I know- it's big!  I'm coming, Girl!"  

Yes, the huge housing community, Coventry, is having their neighborhood yard sale.  How could she even talk about that here??  Just kidding.  Wishing I lived in Coventry right now.

8:00 am
I don't know if I should talk to everyone or just sit and pretend like I don't see them.  "Would you like a bag?"  or "Those are 25 cents," would be helpful, right?  Or would that drive everyone away?

8:50 am
Already dropping prices.  Little couple pouring through the baby clothes.  I told them about my $5 a bag deal and they were not interested.  So far no one has been.  I decide to slash my prices.  Now the clothes are only two bucks a bag!  The couple fill a bag.

9:00 am
The wind keeps blowing my signs over.  Darn wind.
Rachel leaves with the girls.  They are going with Auntie today.

9:15 am
Fourth person to walk away without buying anything!  Am I doing something wrong?  Plus, three out of four of my "Yard Sale" signs have fallen about the neighborhood.  Jason takes the boys with him to fix my advertisements.  

9:30 am 
My sweet neighbor, Lacey, arrives with gorgeous prom dresses to sale.  She sets up camp with me and we chat.  

9:45 am
Another person stops, looks around quickly, and leaves even quicker.  Sigh.  What the heck are they looking for??

10:02 am
Wind now blowing over piles of clothes.  I never realized Virginia was so windy.  Fifth couple to walk away without buying anything.  Sniff-sniff...  

10:10 am
The chips we are selling to boost our sales are looking mighty tasty!

10:33 am
Nice lady just bought the $50 dress I paid only $20 for at Dressbarn.  She paid only $10!  Great deal since I never wore the gorgeous thing!  She says her daughter will love it and I am happy for it.  Hope it all works out.

11:04 am
Sold the bike and couch.  Young airman couple excited about some furniture in their house.  I remember those days!

12:30 pm
Tired and hungry.  Jason takes $20 of hard earned cash and runs out to Sonic for lunch.  So far we have made $100.  Five hours and one hundred bucks.  Not counting all the house last week I spent organizing, pricing, etc.

12:45 pm
Sonic time!!  Yum!

1:00 pm 
Still have A LOT out here!  All the baby stuff is still here.  No one is interested in the fish tanks. 

1:15 pm
Isaiah just brought a kite outside from the house.  Says he wants to fly a kite.  I am hot and sweaty and a tad cranky.  No kite flying today!

1:45 pm
We have had one customer in the past hour.  Things have drastically slowed down.  I'm thinking we're gonna wrap it up early.

2:00 pm
That's it! We're done!  We pack it all up in boxes and Jason drives up on the meridian so we can load his truck.  Jason loves to drive on meridians.  

2:30 pm
Truck loaded.  Tables folded.  Jason is off to the Airman's Attic and Jessica is collapsed on a chair, fan on her face.  The kids are running wild.  Total earnings of about $150.  Is it really all worth it??

So that was my garage sale excitement.  Hope you found it entertaining!  What are YOUR garage sale stories?  Comment and share your favorite memory with me.

Sunday, May 09, 2010

Ode to Mom; Top Ten Memories

In honor of my mother on Mother's Day, I submit the top TEN memories of my mother.

10) My mom used to braid Rachel's and my hair on Saturday nights so that it would be crimpy for church on Sunday.  I remember sitting and watching a Saturday night movie, Mom patiently braiding and braiding.  I sure did LOVE my hair in the morning!  I felt beautiful!

9) I remember Mom buying me my first bra.  She brought it home and said, "I have a surprise for you!  Now that you are a young woman...  you'll need this."  She whipped it out and I squealed in excitement at having my very own bra.  I felt grown up indeed.

8) When Jason and I first fell in love, we sometimes would, um, kiss on the couch at my parents' house.  Mom always made an obvious effort to make noise as she walked down the hall so we could hear her and knock it off.  Hee hee.  That was good, Mom.

7)  Funny memory: I was home from college and Mom was trying to open something in the kitchen.  Her knife slipped and she stabbed herself in the palm.  Calmly, she said, "Uh, we have a situation..."  She didn't want me to pass out so she didn't make a big deal of her wound.  I don't know why that is funny... but it is! 

6) In the sixth grade we moved from IL to TX.  New school.  Not many friends.  I often cried about school and the rejection I felt from my peers.  Mom loved on me and said, "Think of Jesus.  He knows how you feel, Jessica.  He was rejected, too."  Even my Savior understood how I felt.  

5) Growing up we had one vehicle.  If Mom wanted the car, she drove Dad to and from work.  One day when we picked Dad up, Mom watched him walk across the parking lot.  She said, "Isn't he handsome?!"  I knew she loved my daddy.  She showed me how to love my man.  

4) My first job was working at a grocery store in Rio Vista, Texas.  I often came home after 10pm and found Mom in bed, reading the Bible or a Christian romance novel.  Many nights, I sat down at the end of her bed and we talked about our days.  I still feel special when I think about that season.   

3) When Jason and I were courting, Mom gave me "the talk".  She watched my cheeks flush and I insisted I was waiting until I was married to have sex.  [Which we did, FYI!!] I said, "I haven't even kissed him yet, MOM!"  And Mom sweetly replied, "Yes, but, Jessica, when a woman gives her heart, her body soon follows."  This is so true!  It proved to be much more difficult than I expected to wait until the wedding night.  

2) I was blessed to have my mother attend Rose's birth.  During the birth, my mother and Jason's mother sung hymns.  A few were hymns I had requested, but many were songs God laid on their hearts.  They sounded like angels.  It fed my weary soul.  

1)My mom attended Lela's birth.  She was the photographer.  And my cheerleader.  Mom sat at the side of the birthing tub and cried.  "You're doing great, Jessica," she said.  I still remember her voice.

Mom, I love you.  I love your emails and your phone calls.  Wish we lived closer so we could visit each other more than once a year.  You have been and continue to be a blessing to me.  As a mother myself, I understand the struggles and victories of mothering.  You did good, Mom.


PS:  Other things I love about my mom:  sometimes she laughs so hard she can't breath.  :)  She loves to sing and sings beautifully- she taught me how to sing.  :)  Mom is a great encourager to this young momma; she always tells me what a good job I am doing.  I need that so much!  :)

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