Last night my husband presented our family with a new dinner favorite: Cranberry Chicken.
Bobby has always been rather creative in the kitchen. Well, almost always. There was one time that we didn’t have the ingredients for Broccoli & Cheese Casserole, so he decided to make “Bob Casserole”. I remember there being some sort of lunch meat, a creamy soup, and rice involved. Our tiny apartment smelled terrible. Being that I was 5 months pregnant with Tommy when this happened, I did not find it so humorous that just the odor made me sick enough to have to sit by the sliding glass door with a fan in my face while he ran it down to the dumpster. (Now I laugh!) But that was the only time that something came out awful. I mean, his Corned Beef is so amazing that he is instantly forgiven for every memory of Bob Casserole with the first bite every time.
Anyways, back to what I was saying… Bobby is very talented in the kitchen. He can “throw together” a meal with what we have on hand and it come out spectacular. I am very blessed with him, since many times we are able to bypass eating out when I’m not feeling well.
This last week, I did not feel well. I am drained physically and emotionally. Taking some time to myself and spending time in the Word and prayer has worked wonders, but I think I’m still going to need a few more days of that. (Yay for having the ability to turn this laptop right back off after this post is finished! This was the first time I’ve turned it on since Tuesday!) One sweet thing that my dear husband did was take me along on a short 2 night business trip to try to help me unwind while my Mom watched the kids, but yet I was still on edge when we came home. Better, but still frayed.
Yesterday afternoon, Bobby came home from the grocery store saying he bought stuff to make Cranberry Chicken. While it was baking, it smelled amazing. Each bite was phenomenal. It wasn’t until a few minutes into the meal that I asked where he got the recipe, to which he replied, “I made it up!”
So I grabbed my cellphone and took a photo of my half eaten plate, because we had NO leftovers. Sorry. This is the best photo I’ve got. My half eaten food on a paper plate. But I was thinking of everyone else in the world by taking the photo so that I could share it and not keep this goody to myself. That’s at least a little honorable, right?
Bobby served our Cranberry Chicken with stuffing and green beans. I am curious about how it would pair with a citrus side dish, but will not complain if he disagrees…
Here’s the recipe below. Thank you for sharing, Honey!
With all the change going on in our home, my Fall (or Autumn, if that is your preferred term, 😉 ) decor is more than lacking this year. It’s not that I don’t want to do it. It’s that I’m just way too distracted.
At the same time, I have been working to implement more scripture around our home. I have scriptures for encouragement, fitness, healing, and more.
When I was trying to think of a verse that would fit for Fall (um, Autumn), there was one that stood out in my mind. Not only is it fitting for the season of the year we are in, but perfect for this season of my life.
And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.
Since the house is lacking the leaves, pumpkins, and scarecrows at the moment, I decided to make a printable to frame. (I would say that I am going to decoupage it on to a sheet of wood, but obviously I’m not sure I even have the time to do that right now. Maybe next year…) So that is what I did, I made a simple printable with Galatians 6:9 using Fall (Okay, Autumn) colors that I can throw in a frame and place on my piano or coffee bar.
A great reminder, pretty, and a way to help our family memorize the scripture and put it to work.
So while I don’t claim that it is gorgeous or fancy, I thought I would share it with all of you. Just in case there is someone else out there, right now, that needs this reminder as well.
Happy Fall/Autumn and God bless!
On random wires the rows of summer swallows
Wait for their liftoff. They will soon be gone
Before All Saints’ and before All Hallows’,
The changing time when we are most alone.
–May Sarton (1912–95)
After reading the above poem, I was hit most by the last line. Fall, to me, is the most beautiful season, by far. But along with the beauty, is the underlying reality that the things that are gorgeous, are dying. Dying a slow, beautiful death.
The sun goes down earlier. This lowers the intake of vitamin D to our bodies, which helps our serotonin levels. (Serotonin, when levels are up, is what gives you your happy, feel good endorphins. The lower your serotonin levels are, is when you feel down, blue, alone, sad, etc.) Vitamin D is provided by the sun. It’s very important to get at least a few minutes of sun light a day. So if your feeling a little blue, step out for little bit. Take a short walk.
So, during this season of Fall, get out and about while you still can do so comfortably.