Evan and I went to BJ's on Monday and managed to score 7lbs of chicken for $20. So chicken is on the menu. We also had to buy stamps, which cut down on our grocery budget this week. This week's menu is comprised of only the chicken and things we had in the cupboard!
Wednesday- Chicken Pot Pie (frozen)
Thursday- Chicken, Peppers, and Onions. - Our own recipe, posted below
Friday- Cheesy Broccoli Pasta with Chicken- pasta is out of a box mix "Tuna Helper"
Saturday- BBQ Chicken using Sweet Baby Ray's
Sunday- Salsa Chicken- crock pot recipe
Monday- Chicken Salad
Tuesday- Tomato Soup and sandwiches.
Chicken Peppers and Onions
-cut up the peppers and onions
-put a layer into a deep cooking dish
-put chicken on top
-cover the chicken with the rest of the peppers and onions
-bake on 350, until chicken is cooked!
-Mikhala
Wednesday, July 31, 2013
Saturday, July 13, 2013
The meal plans for the week
This week, we're doing some big meals, and some crock-pot meals.
Saturday- Lasagna with homemade sauce
Sunday-Homemade pizza
Monday- Harvest Kielbasa
Tuesday- Tuna noodle casserole
Wednesday- Thai Chicken
Thursday- Leftovers
Friday- Chicken Korma
We did our grocery shopping today, and we only spend $52 for the week! That's including lunches and breakfasts!
Recipes
Thai Chicken
6 Skinless chicken thighs
3/4 cup of salsa your choice
1/4 cup of chunky peanut butter
1 Tbsp low-sodium soy sauce
2 Tbsp lime juice
Optional-
1 tsp gingerroot grated
2 Tbsp cilantro chopped
1 Tbsp dry-roasted peanuts, chopped
1. Put chicken in slow cooker
2. In a bowl, mix remaining ingredients except cilantro and peanuts
3. Cover and cook on low 8-9 hours
4. Skim off any fat. Move chicken to a platter and top with sauce
5. Serve over cooked rice.
Harvest Kielbasa
2lbs smoked kielbasa
3 cups unsweetened applesauce
1/2 cup brown sugar
3 medium onions, sliced
1. slice kielbasa into 1/4" pieces. Brown in skillet. Drain
2. Combine applesauce and brown sugar
3. Layer kielbasa, onions, and applesauce in slow cooker.
4. Cover. Cook on low 4-8 hours.
That's all, folks
Saturday- Lasagna with homemade sauce
Sunday-Homemade pizza
Monday- Harvest Kielbasa
Tuesday- Tuna noodle casserole
Wednesday- Thai Chicken
Thursday- Leftovers
Friday- Chicken Korma
We did our grocery shopping today, and we only spend $52 for the week! That's including lunches and breakfasts!
Recipes
Thai Chicken
6 Skinless chicken thighs
3/4 cup of salsa your choice
1/4 cup of chunky peanut butter
1 Tbsp low-sodium soy sauce
2 Tbsp lime juice
Optional-
1 tsp gingerroot grated
2 Tbsp cilantro chopped
1 Tbsp dry-roasted peanuts, chopped
1. Put chicken in slow cooker
2. In a bowl, mix remaining ingredients except cilantro and peanuts
3. Cover and cook on low 8-9 hours
4. Skim off any fat. Move chicken to a platter and top with sauce
5. Serve over cooked rice.
Harvest Kielbasa
2lbs smoked kielbasa
3 cups unsweetened applesauce
1/2 cup brown sugar
3 medium onions, sliced
1. slice kielbasa into 1/4" pieces. Brown in skillet. Drain
2. Combine applesauce and brown sugar
3. Layer kielbasa, onions, and applesauce in slow cooker.
4. Cover. Cook on low 4-8 hours.
That's all, folks
Meal planning.
We have been cooking a lot in our crock pot lately, and here are our tried and true recipes so far!
Chicken soft tacos-
1-11/2 lbs of frozen boneless, skinless chicken
14 1/2 oz can low sodium diced tomatoes with green chiles (or without)
1 envelope taco seasoning
1. Place chicken in slow cooker
2. Mix tomatoes and taco seasoning Pour over Chicken
3. Cover. Cook on low 6-8 hours
4. Serve in soft tortillas
Beef Stroganoff
1.5 lbs lean beef stewing meat
1 onion, chopped
1 clove garlic, minced
1 tsp salt
1/4 tsp black pepper
1 lb fresh mushrooms
10.75 oz can cream of mushroom soup
1 cup water
1 cup sour cream
1. combine all ingredients except sour cream in slow cooker.
2. cook on low 6-8 hours
3. stir in sour cream
4. cook on high to heat up sour cream
then make your noodles and pour it over
Macaroni and Velveeta Cheese
1.5 cups macaroni dry
1 tbsp butter
1 tsp salt
1/2 lb velveeta cheese slices
1 qt fat free milk
1. combine macaroni, butter, and salt
2. layer cheese over top
3. pour in milk
4. cover cook on high 2-3 hours or until macaroni are soft
Salsa chicken
4-6 boneless chicken breast halves
16 oz chunky salsa
2 cups shredded cheese
1. place chicken in pot. Pour salsa over chicken
2. Cover and cook on low 5-8 hours
3. top servings with cheese.
4. serve over rice or in a wrap
What is a mother?
My mother came to visit us for a week, beginning July 7, and culminating on July 12.
I had missed her so much.
I still miss her now.
So who is my mother? She's the woman who gave birth to me. She is a daughter, a sister, a wife. She is a teacher, a friend, a role model. She is a woman of God, a care-taker, a life-giver. She is a runner. She is a biker. She is a work out fiend. She is an inspiration. She is Tina..
She nourished me in her womb for months, helping me grow. She is the one who brought me into this world. She counted my fingers and toes. She wrapped me tight so I was as snug as a bug in a rug. She sang to me. She rocked me, bathed me, dressed me, cuddled me. She watched me sleep, offered her body as food. She taught me my ABC's and 1,2,3's. She showed me how to walk. She (maybe reluctantly) taught me how to talk. She kissed my boo-boos. She did my hair. As the years passed, she continued to help me grow. She stood by me through the first day of school, from school yard bullies, friends with pretty pink unicorn lunchboxes, friends who became enemies...She helped me learn, encouraging me to try my best in everything I did. She nurtured my mind.
She guided me through middle and high school. Through the rejections, struggles with weight, self-confidence, inner peace. She saw my first heart-ache. She held me as I cried, and listened as I babbled with "young love". She made fun of my now husband, thinking he was a girl from behind. She teased, politely, as we grew closer. She supported our decisions together. She accepted him into her family long before it became "official". She helped me shop for prom dresses, did my hair, endured melt-downs. She went to my show choir and drama productions. She supported me in growing. She nurtured my heart. She nurtured my talents.
She encouraged me to become a helper. She encouraged my dreams of music therapy and music education, helping through college with tuition, books, room and board, gas... She was there to listen to rants and raves through the phone. She picked me up when I was sick, and came to everything I invited her to. She was there the day I entered, and the day I left AMC. She was there when I hated my internship, and doubted my calling. She was there through Evan's enlistment, and cried with (and for) me. She helped me see him more than once. She nurtured my dreams and my soul.
She was there for my wedding. From picking out the venue, to dress shopping, to the wedding day, my mother never left my side. She opened her nest so I could spread my wings and fly.
She proudly welcomed a new son into our family.
She visited us. She watched us as a couple. As an established family of our own. I'm sure it is not easy to see your daughter be grown, and yet she watched with a smile and a chuckle as we showed her our life together.
My mother is a hero. She is a role model. She shows me every day how to love, be loved, and to love myself.
I miss her so much, but I know that she misses me too. We are always connected, through our many bonds. We are never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart..
I had missed her so much.
I still miss her now.
So who is my mother? She's the woman who gave birth to me. She is a daughter, a sister, a wife. She is a teacher, a friend, a role model. She is a woman of God, a care-taker, a life-giver. She is a runner. She is a biker. She is a work out fiend. She is an inspiration. She is Tina..
She nourished me in her womb for months, helping me grow. She is the one who brought me into this world. She counted my fingers and toes. She wrapped me tight so I was as snug as a bug in a rug. She sang to me. She rocked me, bathed me, dressed me, cuddled me. She watched me sleep, offered her body as food. She taught me my ABC's and 1,2,3's. She showed me how to walk. She (maybe reluctantly) taught me how to talk. She kissed my boo-boos. She did my hair. As the years passed, she continued to help me grow. She stood by me through the first day of school, from school yard bullies, friends with pretty pink unicorn lunchboxes, friends who became enemies...She helped me learn, encouraging me to try my best in everything I did. She nurtured my mind.
She guided me through middle and high school. Through the rejections, struggles with weight, self-confidence, inner peace. She saw my first heart-ache. She held me as I cried, and listened as I babbled with "young love". She made fun of my now husband, thinking he was a girl from behind. She teased, politely, as we grew closer. She supported our decisions together. She accepted him into her family long before it became "official". She helped me shop for prom dresses, did my hair, endured melt-downs. She went to my show choir and drama productions. She supported me in growing. She nurtured my heart. She nurtured my talents.
She encouraged me to become a helper. She encouraged my dreams of music therapy and music education, helping through college with tuition, books, room and board, gas... She was there to listen to rants and raves through the phone. She picked me up when I was sick, and came to everything I invited her to. She was there the day I entered, and the day I left AMC. She was there when I hated my internship, and doubted my calling. She was there through Evan's enlistment, and cried with (and for) me. She helped me see him more than once. She nurtured my dreams and my soul.
She was there for my wedding. From picking out the venue, to dress shopping, to the wedding day, my mother never left my side. She opened her nest so I could spread my wings and fly.
She proudly welcomed a new son into our family.
She visited us. She watched us as a couple. As an established family of our own. I'm sure it is not easy to see your daughter be grown, and yet she watched with a smile and a chuckle as we showed her our life together.
My mother is a hero. She is a role model. She shows me every day how to love, be loved, and to love myself.
I miss her so much, but I know that she misses me too. We are always connected, through our many bonds. We are never apart, maybe in distance, but never in heart..
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