If you're shopping at Aldi's this week, I recommend that you stock up on Eggs and Milk! Seriously, a dozen eggs for $1.09 and Milk for $2.19! The price of beef may have gone up, but I'm loving the other staples we get from a cow!
I bought 4 dozen eggs this week. Overkill for sure, but when our family eats eggs, we usually eat 7 in one setting! Eggs and toast are a staple breakfast in our house - we eat that at least 4 times a week! It's fast and filling and cheap!
If you're looking for something more exciting to do with your eggs, try making a breakfast casserole! I love this casserole from Ree, the Pioneer Woman. Everything she makes is delightful, but this recipe is especially great! As with most recipes, I tweaked it a bit to fit our tastes. For all of his perfect aspects, my handsome husband does not eat mushrooms. This could have been a deal breaker for me 13 years ago, but then I saw his drummer toned legs and I decided to look past his misjudgment!
I've recently been challenged to start writing again, so here's to writing more than twice a year!
When we moved to the Upstate from the Lowcountry, it was hard for me emotionally and physically. I was struggling with undiagnosed anxiety that was manifesting itself with physical symptoms like exhaustion, tingling in my hands and feet, and insomnia.
I had managed to lose about 10 pounds before the move, but over the course of that summer and into that depressing fall and dark winter seasons, I began to eat a lot. It's not like I was extra hungry or anything, but it felt like I had no control over my actions, and I would hide and eat fattening foods under the guise of wanting to be alone to rest.
I spent a lot of time alone that season. Depression/ Anxiety wears you out and I was taking naps daily. Eating and napping, I sound like a baby, but the eating was out of control.
I read books, I prayed, I counted calories, I asked for accountability, but nothing seemed to work. Fas…
I took a long nap this morning, from 10:30 till noon. I was convinced that this necessary nap wouldn't keep me awake tonight, but here I am, after midnight and I have found myself wanting to blog again. We are days away from Christmas, tomorrow being Christmas Eve in our house. (We're celebrating early.) I want to share a story, not to bring recognition or pride, but to share what God's been teaching me and how He's using my children to do that.
A week or so ago, Christmas cards arrived for my children, containing money for each of them. It was quite a lot of money for a seven, four and two year old to possess. As they sat at the table in awe and wonder of the $25 dollars in their hands, I casually mentioned the Christmas offering. My heart's desire was to gently remind them that with every blessing God gives us, we give back a tenth to Him as a way of saying thanks and expressing trust in His provision. But before I could get the kid-friendly words out, my Lucas q…