Rants, Recipes, and Running

I'm due for a rant. A recipe comes out of this though, not to worry. It all began Thursday night. Ryan was having a tough week. He was a worn out, stressed out, and, well, a crabby husband. Typically my plan of attack when I have a crabby husband is to heal the wounds with food. So I offered to make him anything he wanted (in a crock pot, of course). My heart was crushed. He suggested an phenomenon (I call it a phenomenon, not a recipe) called "Tater Tot Hotdish" "Say what? Tater? Did you just say ta-ter? Oh, You mean po-ta-to hotdish? Wait, HOTDISH? You want hotdish ? I can't make that! I don't even know what that is". #appalled. Ryan smirked, "I bet you could figure out how to google and find a recipe." So I did. I found a recipe. I googled "Lot Fat Tater Tot Hotdish". Tater Tot Hotdish is a phenomenon created by school lunch ladies. It makes a sloshing sound, as it is slapped on your tray. **Warning: Particle...

If you love peaches, please stand up .   I'm not simply standing up , I'm doing cheerleader kicks, deer jumps, and cartwheels!! (If only I could actually do a cartwheel ....)   Peaches are in season! Celebrate! When things are in season, and they are sold cheap, I stock up like a crazy woman. Not was crazy as the crazy couponers stock up on microwavable dinners and oatmeal cookies....   But I buy big bags, and eat large quantities of that fruit! And if I can't eat it, I clean it, slice it, and freeze it so I can enjoy it during the off season on my oatmeal/yogurt.   Sometimes planning meals in this hotel room can be a challenge. I want to make good food, but I have limited resources. I wanted to switch things up. So with an open mind, into the grocery store I went.   I knew 3 things: I wanted healthy , I wanted summery , and I wanted white meat (or something close to it)   So out I walked with a bag of peaches and some thic...