I'm pretty sure there's an 80's song with that title.
But I'm actually writing to promise all of you dear friends and family who actually take the time to check my blog with a frequency greater than once per month ... I will blog a good entry (with pictures) ... as soon as my Christmas cards are done.
Cheers to you all!
julie
P.S. Most of you who read my blog have your own blogs, and although I checked most of them tonight, I didn't comment on any except for one. But I have to say that I love reading them. And I'm honored to have you all as friends and family. You're good people doing good things, and it's a pleasure to bask in your goodness. Although the holidays have me bustling about (just like everyone else), it has been a joy this season to reflect on treasured friendships. Thanks for blessing my life.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
Tuesday, December 2, 2008
No Fond Memories
Okay, so some of you may have noticed that the menu on the right hand column has stayed the same since April. I would like to let you know why it's not been changed.
The tasty dish listed for Saturday is "Basil Pesto with Chicken and Peas." I actually did stick with the plan and made it. And that was a big accomplishment because the last time I made it (April 2007), I literally thought I was having a heart attack.
As it turned out, I was not having a heart attack. It was just a gallbladder "flare-up" ... thanks to the three cheese pasta and the estrogen coursing through my body brought on by carrying a large infant in utero ... back in April 2007.
So, skipping ahead (April 2008), there's no action on the gallbladder front, even after eating the pesto. So, I decide to really test my gallbladder and make a cheese ravioli dish with browned butter and asiago cheese. (It's actually embarrassing when I say it out loud ... I mean, it really is a miracle that I haven't had that heart attack yet growing up the deep-fried, Krispy Kreme South and with my penchant for high-fat pasta dishes.)
So, I make the ravioli and chow down ... although really not that much because I was on my way to get Jake's hair cut. But it was clearly enough to make me wish Italy and its pasta would disappear forever. I had another nasty flare-up, and a few weeks later, my gallbladder was removed.
Anyway, the pesto pasta was a catalyst to a very busy time of life for our family ... surgery for me, visit from Grandma and Grandpa to take care of boys and me, buying a new house, remodeling house, 10-day trip to Utah, starting new preschool, and lots of other fun projects that have prevented me from changing the menu.
Don't worry ... we are still cooking and eating. I have since made the basil pesto, but anything with browned butter is off the menu.
The tasty dish listed for Saturday is "Basil Pesto with Chicken and Peas." I actually did stick with the plan and made it. And that was a big accomplishment because the last time I made it (April 2007), I literally thought I was having a heart attack.
As it turned out, I was not having a heart attack. It was just a gallbladder "flare-up" ... thanks to the three cheese pasta and the estrogen coursing through my body brought on by carrying a large infant in utero ... back in April 2007.
So, skipping ahead (April 2008), there's no action on the gallbladder front, even after eating the pesto. So, I decide to really test my gallbladder and make a cheese ravioli dish with browned butter and asiago cheese. (It's actually embarrassing when I say it out loud ... I mean, it really is a miracle that I haven't had that heart attack yet growing up the deep-fried, Krispy Kreme South and with my penchant for high-fat pasta dishes.)
So, I make the ravioli and chow down ... although really not that much because I was on my way to get Jake's hair cut. But it was clearly enough to make me wish Italy and its pasta would disappear forever. I had another nasty flare-up, and a few weeks later, my gallbladder was removed.
Anyway, the pesto pasta was a catalyst to a very busy time of life for our family ... surgery for me, visit from Grandma and Grandpa to take care of boys and me, buying a new house, remodeling house, 10-day trip to Utah, starting new preschool, and lots of other fun projects that have prevented me from changing the menu.
Don't worry ... we are still cooking and eating. I have since made the basil pesto, but anything with browned butter is off the menu.
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