Winter Wonderland and Mom’s Creamy Potato Soup!


Let’s just start of by saying BRRrrrrrr, and Yeahhh! That’s right I love winter and cold weather. It’s a little crazy, but it’s true. The snow hit last night and it is still coming down. We have a house full of hunters here from Tennessee and guess what? The electricity went out early this morning and we are still running without.

Well a really good cold day calls for body warming soup. Not just a regular soup, but a thick creamy soup that not only warms your body but floods your mind with memories of loved ones.

This is my mom’s creamy potato soup. It is just divine. I have it simmering on the fireplace as I write and the aroma is so amazing. When the guys come in they are going to be drooling everywhere.

Mom's Creamy Potato Soup


6 potatoes, peeled and cubed
2 medium onions, diced
2 carrots sliced
2 celery ribs, sliced
2 cans cream of chicken soup
1 can chicken broth
1 tsp basil
1/2 tsp salt
1/2 tsp pepper
1/4 cup flour
2 cups half and half

In a large pot combine potatoes, onions, carrots, celery, cream of chicken soup, and chicken broth. Add water if it is too thick. Cook until potatoes are almost tender. Add basil, salt and pepper. Continue to cook until tender. Mix the flour and half and half. Add to the soup, and stir until combined. This is a thick soup. Serve with rolls.

A Reminder for Myself

IMG_00000399Today I celebrated my 37th birthday. It is amazing when I look back over my life, so many different seasons I have experienced. (Seasons is a reference Beth Moore uses in her bible studies to refer to periods of our lives. Maybe a period of depression, heartache, or joy for example. By the way love, love her bible studies. Don’t miss a chance to take one.)

One thing that I experienced on my darkest season is the complete love of others and from our Lord. He does so much for us to help us through our tribulations if we only seek and ask.

I purchased myself this bracket today for my present from my husband. He likes to give me money and I pick out my gift. Rather ingenious on his part, He never gets it wrong!

I looked at all they had to offer and this just stood out.

1 Corinthians 13:8. Love never fails.

What a powerful statement. In all things love keeps us going. It is given to us from friends, family, strangers, and from our Lord on a daily basis. Love is what keeps us moving through life with out being wiped out by the negativity and the tribulations we will go through.

This bracelet reminds me that with love all things will succeed. But we need to give love to help others to keep from failing. Our love is a gift and at any moment we may have friends and family who are going through a season that is extremely difficult, and when we give them that little ounce of our love it may change everything for them.

Love never fails us!

I said never again…


In October of 2012, my daughter signed up for quilting in 4-H. That’s would be fine, I would get my friend Mandy to help her. Mandy is one of those friends that can do it all. She is one of those crafty bugs who does a little of everything, so I can always count on her to tell me what to add to a recipe to fix it, how to make a pot holder, or basically any other question I need answered when I can’t get a hold of my mom. Yes, she is on speed dial, or voice dial, or whatever it is now a days.

Loganne and I signed her up for a beginner’s quilting class at the local quilt store. Every week we went in to learn a new square and techniques that would hopefully make her and us quilters.

Well every week we stitched and sewed, ripped seams and re- sewed trying to get it correct.  We had an awesome teacher and we learned so much. At fair Loganne’s quilt took grand champion. Wahoo, we are done. I swore to never make or help make another quilt. Well we all know what happens whenever we say never, yep I got addicted it is so amazing to see fabric turn into a beautiful quilt. I ended up making my mom a very oversized Christmas quilt. It should be back from the quilters soon and I am on edge until I see it.

Monday’s Commute


How does Monday get here so fast?   I don’t know but it seems like it is always here before I’m ready.   Loganne, my dear favorite and only daughter, had volleyball practice at 6:30 am. My dear hubby left at 5:45 to take her to town. I was cooking for our last group of hunters. Then I ran my favorite son, and only son to the bus stop.

While driving back in from the highway, I was thinking of my daily commute. It is not a jam packed, traffic jammed mess. Instead I get to see wildlife. I see the sun rising to bless us with the day. It is a relaxing time of reflection and prayer. I can say I would like a Starbucks every now and then, but how blessed is this view.

I need to remind myself when I get lonely and start wanting some interaction with other adults, that being out in the middle of nowhere, with no friends or neighbors to see, is a great thing.  Welcome Monday, let’s get this week going.

Jalapeño Galore


Well my brother in law brought a large sack of jalapeños from my mother’s bountiful garden in Tennessee. I have no luck with gardens in this climate.

I decided to can those bad boys. Do I know how? Of course not. But hey, it’s on the net somewhere I’m sure. After looking I came up with my own version adopted from others I saw. Did I mention these are hot!! But so good.