Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Flipped

  Greetings!  Anyone miss me?  Admit it, you did.  Not a lot has happened in the last day or so.  We had soup.  It was good.  Here is a picture of it.DSC_2257Here is the recipe I used (got it from some random website and changed it a lot, so I’ll just type it out here for you):

Chicken Tortilla Soup


1 rotisserie chicken – shredded


1 can diced tomatoes (15-oz.)
1 can enchilada sauce (10-oz.)
1 medium onion -- chopped
1 can chopped green chilies (4-oz.)
4 cloves garlic -- minced
2 cups water
1 can chicken broth (14 1/2-oz.)
1 teaspoon ground cumin
1 teaspoon chili powder
1 teaspoon salt
1/4 teaspoon black pepper
2 bay leaves


In your slow cooker, combine shredded chicken, tomatoes, enchilada sauce, onion, green chilies and garlic. Add water, chicken broth, cumin, chili powder, salt, black pepper and bay leaves. Cover and cook on LOW 6 to 8 hours or on HIGH 3 to 4 hours.

Remove and discard bay leaves.   I puree all our soups, but you don’t have to if you don’t want to.  I use a stick blender, which comes in handy so I don’t have to pour it into a blender or food processor.  One less thing to clean! Serve with whatever toppings you want.  We do monterey jack cheese cubes and tortilla chips.  This cheese gets all melty and the big globs of melty goodness are delicious!

Well, its a good thing these two are cute because it was a LONG morning.  Wanna know why?  Oh, because we all decided to get up in the 5 o clock hour!  I got up at 5 like I always do for my workout.  Dylan was up at 5:15 to give me form pointers.  And Avery was up at 5:20ish because of her brother’s soft spoken voice. Eye-rolling

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They may LOOK like they are in decent moods, but don’t let these pictures fool you.  Either one could have flipped a switch at any second (and trust me, they did).  Notice there are no pictures of me today?  Well, I was feeling a bit flippy myself!  Angry   DSC_2260

I would like the phone number to someone who can help me with this problem.  The problem is the time change.  Why do we have that again?  To screw up the lives of those of us with small children for a week twice a year?  At least, I’m hoping its only a week of my time! 

Until then, we will have to coast on their good looks and charm. DSC_2264

What’s so funny, Dylan?!  This is serious!  If you don’t start sleeping to your normally scheduled wake up time,  Mom might lose it!  I didn’t even get A cup of coffee in before he got up!  Heck, I was still in the clutches of torturous thigh work courtesy of the Bar Method!   DSC_2265

Anyway…moving on.  It was 60+ degrees today!  On November 9th!  Who flipped the summer switch back on?  Seriously, at one point I considered putting on a tank top to try and get some sun!  So, we spent most of the afternoon outside enjoying it.  With the rink still iceless (duh), Dylan had to do the next best thing.   DSC_2267

He really does have a wickedly scary slap shot for a four year old.  I had to take cover many, many times. DSC_2268 DSC_2269

Eric stained the swing chair yesterday.  He wanted a picture of it for you all to see.   DSC_2270

Mux was out catching mice, as usual.  I even saw one scurry away from her and later it turned up dead.  Dang it, Mux, I don’t need to see that!   DSC_2272 DSC_2273 DSC_2277Final bike ride of the year???

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Love how Avery is mid fall in this one! DSC_2288

Seriously – his slap shot is POWERFUL.   DSC_2289

Split THREE balls in two today. DSC_2290 DSC_2296

And he of course had to play some more after dinner tonight.  Lit by the light of my super awesome icicle lights!  Be jelly!   DSC_2300

This picture kinda makes me excited for snow and the ice to go in. 

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Only a teensy bit though.



Later!

1 comment:

  1. They may get up early-----------but they sure are cute!!! (thank God!!)
    Love the looks on D's face with his "hoisting" slap shots!!
    I might have to try to come up with some way to have lights in the back yard to enjoy too!!
    XXXX MOM
    PS hope there is some of that soup left for us!!!

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