Archive | May, 2011

A Sick Treat

31 May

“The Cold.” No, not the weather/ temperature kind of cold, the sickliness of “the cold.” You know what I mean. It doesn’t have a fancy name like Swine, Strep, or Phenomena. It’s just “the cold.” Sore throat, headaches, stuffy nose, and the overall crappy feeling. I had been sick for a week and had only been able to eat crackers, gatorade, and other things sickly people eat. I needed something delicious. Anything. Now was the time for some real food. I wanted all my favorites; Free Range Grilled Chicken, sautéed squash, and mac & cheese.

Trying to make everything done at one time, I prepared the Mac & Cheese first. It’s super easy to make and delicious!

Here’s what you’ll need:

3 tablespoons butter
2 cups dry macaroni
4 cups milk
1 block sharp cheddar cheese, grated (or about 4 cups)
salt and pepper

Here’s how you make it work:

  • Preheat oven to 400 degrees.
  • Spray  a large dish with nonstick cooking spray.
  • Put butter into the dish and set it in the oven as it preheats.
  • When the butter is melted, take the dish out and add macaroni. Stir it up until the macaroni is coated.
  • Add the milk, cheese, salt, and pepper. Stir and make sure ingredients are evenly distributed.
  • Bake at 400 for 45 minutes. Stir at least once while it’s baking.

Once that was all squared away, it was time to start the chicken.

Here’s what you’ll need:

1 pack of Free Range/ Organic Chicken

olive oil

salt and pepper 

Here’s how to make it work:

  • First, you’ll need to wash the chicken well. Dry with a paper towel.
  • Measure out a cap-full of olive oil and spread over the chicken breast.
  • Lather/ massage the oil onto both sides of the chicken specimen.
  • Sprinkle a bit of salt and pepper onto each piece of chiken and continue to work it in.
  • Place on a skillet pan at medium heat.
  • Cook until all the pink meat is gone.
  • Add spices to taste.

Once you’ve got the hang of that, you can go ahead and start sauteing the greens.

All you need is some green and yellow squash. It’s rather simple. Just cut them up into small circles, throw them on a skillet at medium heat, add a dash of olive oil, and cook until floppy.

Now originally, I wanted to put some bacon in the pasta. But by the time I go to it, it was almost done. So, trying to incorporate it’s deliciousness, I made the executive decision to put it in the squash! And boy oh boy, that is some gooooood eatin’!

Finally, it was all done. It took me a good 2 hours, but I finally finished. And it was well worth it! A perfect sick treat. Give it a try at home!


Marley & The Puppy Corral

9 May

My family is so weird. We’ve had some many dogs over the past 17 years. 13 to be exact. Some of them have gone on to heaven, some hell, some of them we’ve had to give away due to our family having to relocate, and some just didn’t work out. Lets see if I can name them in order:

Hannah (Golden Retriever)

Jake (Akita)

Hallie (Neapolitan Mastiff) We had to give her away because she wasn’t too fond of me.

Candy & Sammy (2 annoying ass corgis that did not last very long. Candy was my sister’s obviously.)

Bailey (Cock-a-poo)

Bear (Chocolate Lab)

Frisco (English Mastiff)

Nick (English Mastiff)

Dallas (English Mastiff)

Lucy (CRAZY German Shepard)

Shellie (Golden Doodle)

Marley (Mini Poodle. Purely retarded.)

That’s quite a list if you ask me. We’ve still got Shellie, Marley, Nick, and our newest edition Sir Bob Farticius! It’s nothing short of a puppy corral at my house. If you ask me, Marley (the tard) is the source of all the problems. She is VICIOUS! Every time another one of the other dogs walks into the kitchen, she launches at their neck and tries to rip our their fur. This is unsuccessful most of the time because she is significantly smaller than the others. Here’s what she looks like:

As you can see, she’s clearly psychotic. Half the time, she doesn’t even recognize her name. Granted, she was from a puppy mill and she was hit by a car. Regardless, my weird family and other dogs seem to accept her… kind of. I have to admit, I sometimes try to elicit characteristics of her inner tard. It makes my sister FURIOUS, but when she’s not home, I give Marley a serious, badass mo-hawk every now and then. It’s one of the funniest things to see her jostle her self around sporting that look. There are a few things that just make her tick. for instance, the ice machine in the refrigerator. One that baby gets started, Marley winds around, spinning in circles, until she passes out. She also has asthma. But it only seems to surface when she get’s excited. We’ve all decided that there’s no cure. She also likes to hump our other dog Nick. She’s quite the horn ball. The only problem is that 1, she is a girl, and 2, she weighs 20 pounds and Nick weighs about 200…. Improbable.

It feels like our family has had her FOREVER, but unfortunately, it’s only been about 3 years. And even more unfortunately, they live to be about 20… Good thing I’m off to college!

This is Shellie:

She’s in my top three favorite. Technically, she’s my dog. We got her on my 15th birthday. She’s kind of bi-polar. Out in public, she’s fantastic. I can walk her without a leash, take her on our boat, and her and I can adventure together when I’m on the hunt for new things to photograph. The problem is, when she enters our kitchen, and Marley lets out a single yelp, Shellie turns into Satan. She’ll rant allll around the kitchen. Wackin’ things off the counters, jumpin’ up on people and punchin’ them in the gut at warp speed, and pretty much becoming a whirlpool tornado of destruction. Get her out of the kitchen, and she is calm, cool, and collected. Then she’ll nicely rest her paws on your belly and ask to be gently petted. THEN, once she gets what she wants, she’ll let out a big fart, jump down, and go about her business. But still, much better than Marley….

This is Nicholas:

Here he’s in his youth I might add. Now, he just chills on his doggie bed, eats, takes people pain meds, and poops. Emphasis on the poop. He’s by far been the best dog we’ve ever had. Sad thing is, he’s getting old. He just turned 8! To make sure his departure is at least a little bit easier on our family, my dad already got his replacement. Though there will never be a dog as great as Nick.

This is Bob:

Big Nick & Little Bob

I prefer to call him Sir Bob Farticus. When he first got him, he was a precious little ball of fur. Now, he’s a pissing tornado of urine. He probably pees 70 times a day, and only about 30 of those times does he actually make it outside. He’s a great dog, but I just wish he had a smaller bladder.

And that’s all on em! Welcome to my life….

Easters, Summers, Frissmas, & Potato Casserole

2 May

Easter morning, 6:30am “ALEXAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! Get the heck outta bed! We gon be late for church!!”

I don’t know how, or who got me outta bed that morning because I was a walking zombie robot machine. My dad said we’d be going to a sunrise outdoor service, SO of course, I dressed accordingly. Only to find as I walked down the stairs, the rest of my family decked out in their Catholic church get-ups. Trying not to get pissed (mind I remind you that it is a mere 7am at this point,) I did my best to pull myself together in appropriate church gear.

We didn’t think the service would be too packed (it was 7:15am for gosh sakes.) Boy were we wrong! Somehow, we got a seat. The mass was really great which helped the time pass by quickly. Right when we got home, I put on some shorts and a t-shirt, got into my bed, and proceeded to fall back asleep to the glorious sounds of Bear Grylls on Man vs Wild.

I woke up at around 1, took a shower, and made my way over to my boyfriend, Christian’s, house. Now, let me paint this picture for you. There are sooooo many people in their family. Gingers, babies, tards, cholos, asians, moms, dads, sisters, brothers, kids, the whole 9 yards, (minus the asians.)

Quote of the day: “Me favorite holiday iiisss Easters, summers, aaaaaand frissmas,” (Cara Verlie.)

Mrs. Verlie, Ramona The Best, had the most delectable meal already prepared! Fresh salad, ham, and the best potato casserole I’ve ever had. Becoming more and more obsessed with every bite, I had to ask for the recipe.

So here I give to you, the best Potato Casserole in the entire universal sphere of life.

Recipe by:

You’ll need:
2 lbs. frozen Ore Ida hash browns (2 bags)
3/4 c. melted butter
1 tsp. salt
1/4 tsp. pepper
1/2 c. chopped onion
1 pt. sour cream
1 can cream of chicken soup
10 oz. (2 c.) grated cheese ( the recipe calls for Cracker Barrel mild, but you can use whatever you want. I’m sure all cheeses will taste delicious.)
2 c. crushed corn flakes
How to make it happen:
  • Defrost hash browns.

We lacked a decent size frying pan, so we had to defrost in cycles. 2 pans for 1 bag... (twice)

  • In a large bowl combine the potatoes and the 1/2 cup of butter (1 stick).
  • Add salt, pepper, onion, soup, sour cream and cheese. Mix that s%!+ up!

  • Pour it into a buttered, 3 or 4 quart dish.
  • Mix remaining butter, (1/2 a stick) with corn flakes and sprinkle over top. The more flakes and cheese, the better!

  • Bake at 350 degrees for 45 minutes.
You can eat this for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. I would! I can’t even describe to you how delicious this is. Try it for yourself! Make sure to share some with your animal mammals 🙂