~ Chicken Noodle Soup, Monday, September 27, 2010 ~

A cool, rainy day...the first in a very long time! How blessed I am to be at home taking care of myself and mine. Luckily, I went to Earth Fare last night, so we are all stocked up on good things to eat. No errands to run, no commitments outside of the home to fulfill. I started my Chicken Noodle Soup in the crock pot early, so the ingredients can get nice and happy together by dinner time. I am trying to imitate the Chicken Noodle Soup at the Earth Fare deli,with only the ingredients, no exact measurements. I am going to have to play with it. This is what I used: 2 lbs chicken breast, 2 Earth Fare organic chicken broth, carrots, peas, white onion & 3 garlic cloves pureed, celery, 1 pkg. Bionaturae Traditional Egg Pasta, 4 bay leaves, 1 tsp ground cloves, sea salt & mixed up salt to taste. The boys and I loved it. Mike loved it, but called the clove taste "distracting." He is not accustomed to real herbs in home-made soup. His style before me was canned soup. I was able to freeze 3 portions this time, so next time I will double the recipe so that I can freeze a greater quantity for the cold days ahead. I named my blog post Chicken Noodle Soup, because A) if I lose my recipe, I can pull it up on my blog, and B) it's my blog, so I can name it what I want!



I forced the husband to take a shot of Master Tonic when he came home for lunch. The noises he makes when and after he takes it are hilarious...UGH! UGH! Ugh. UGH!....etc...It's like...he's having sex with a pig or something? Such a wimp. He refuses to admit that it is helping him. I think, because, his Mother is a nurse and he has been brain-washed to depend on pharmaceuticals, and because he is a man and doesn't WANT to be well, he wants to embrace his sick time and whine and be fussed over. He did enjoy his Soothing Throat hot tea with raw honey, between Master Tonic burps. If he truly wanted to be well, he would stop smoking. (I love you bunches, honey.)



The boys and I read Chapter 2 of Corn Raid. Both boys were wiggling around and appeared to be distracted and uninterested, which really pissed me off, but when I finished the Chapter and asked them questions, they were able to tell me everything that happened in detail. SO, the problem was just my ego. We started to take a nap, but then Cassidy called from school. Everyone was rushed to the halls, because a tornado touched down in York County. Josiah was fired up then, so a nap was not going to happen.


I have been working bit by bit on getting the carpet cleaned, since the husband has made little effort to make the all-wood floors happen. (Love you bunches, honey!) Cats, dogs, kids, and people not taking their shoes off have wreaked havoc. It looks a lot better now, but carpet is still nasty, IMO, and it is beyond me why anyone would choose to have it. I had a dream about us moving into a new house the other night, perhaps this is a hint that something is on the market now that would suit us? When I would have time to resume the search is beyond me, with soccer, scouts, home schooling, cooking, cleaning, socializing, Mike's band endeavors, 3 kiddos, 17 pets, 1 husband, and the list goes on.





I am enjoying Moll Flanders, but it just chaps my ass the way men have been such pigs forever and it is acceptable, but women are held to different standards. Also the role money plays in how one is respected or not. Some things have changed, but these things remain the same today, in my opinion. It's interesting that as the boys and I are reading Corn Raid, I am reading Moll Flanders, both around the 1600's, both full of the same abuse. Of course, Corn Raid is for kiddos, so I'm sure it's not going to mention it, but I'm sure that Laydon is raping the girl servant, Susan. We should all be so lucky to be alive in this day and time.




One of the pups took a nap under the grill.....Look at his ears hanging down!!!

 Josiah made a clay model of the City of Nashville...it was pretty darn cute. The Tye-Died, because they mix all the colors as soon as they open the packs, but still very cute and creative! The thingys that look like bowels are the roads, he says.

Sam got the red paint and wounded some of the Civil War soldiers. He made a display of the battle, and pulled all of the Civil War books, "..so when Shaimeek comes over, I will teach him all about the Civil War...." Is this Unschooling History, or an 8 year old doing PG-13? ;)

I tried Fresh Yerba Mate Organic Mocha Mint hot tea today...Mmmmm....