Let me tell you something about love. In our home, love is a dress. Love is a tutu. Love is a pwiiiiiiincess. Love is pure, innocent, and sometimes comical.
Everyday, I have the honor of witnessing the love and admiration a little boy has for his big sister. If she speaks, he watches intently and repeats to the best of his ability whatever was spoken (or in some cases yelled in some crazy gibberish language). When an interesting ballet move is made up, he is right there behind, copying every move of her arms and legs. The way he studies, and desires to be just like her…..that is admiration and love.
So yes, love is a dress around here. My little lady hardly ever wears pants, and you better believe that if she wants to be a princess, so does he! My little train guy won’t be a pwincess (I wish you could hear him say that) forever, and in the meantime, I have plenty of opportunities for graduation and wedding photos. And I have to say, in his defense, that he is very much his own person with his own interests. He is unique, and I hope that one day, despite the difficult moments, his sister will be able to look back and see how very much she was loved.
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I hope you’re ready. I’m about to post a recipe….or as close to a recipe as I can do! I cook like this: a little of this, a lot of that, hmmm…that looks good, oh a bit more of this. The other night I actually did measure what I was throwing into the pot. Why? I’m not sure, but you get to benefit!
I was craving lasagna but was short of time and ingredients. So I wung it. Is that even a word? Who cares! This is what I did:
- 1.5 pounds ground beef
- 1 onion, chopped
- 1-2 cloves garlic
- a couple shakes of oregano and basil (I didn’t say I was exact!)
- 1 teaspoon of salt (do whatever tastes best to you)
- 1 1/2 cups frozen swiss chard or spinach, squeezed dry and chopped fairly fine
- 1 pint crushed tomatoes (these are pints because they were home canned)
- 1 pint tomato sauce (I use this as it is for spaghetti sauce, so if you’re substituting something store bought, use spaghetti sauce or marinara)
- 4 cups bow tie pasta (this was measured dry)
- 2-3 cups water (I didn’t actually measure this)
- 1 cup of mozzarella (another approximation)
- In a dutch oven, brown the beef with the onion and garlic. Drain any excess fat.
- Add the remaining ingredients EXCEPT the mozzarella. Bring it to a nice simmer and cook, stirring occasionally, until the noodles are cooked to your liking.
- If it’s looking a bit too dry as the noodles are cooking, add a bit of water. Don’t stress about adding too much water. The extra can be easily boiled off until the sauce is the thickness you prefer.
- Turn the burner off when most of the liquid has been absorbed by the noodles and/or boiled away and when the noodles are completely cooked to perfection.
- Stir in the mozzarella, and you’re done! Sprinkle some extra cheese on top of each serving if you like extra cheesiness.
I wish I had taken a picture of this meal. I didn’t plan on blogging about it, but after one bite, I knew I couldn’t just keep it to myself. It was delicious. It was beautiful. And best of all, it was EASY!
One day I’ll sleep.
One day I’ll wake up feeling rested.
One day I won’t need the nectar of life (aka coffee) to be functional.
One day I will be able to go to sleep at night and wake up only when it is morning.
One day I will be able to go to sleep without the ever present fear of being woken up as soon as I’m almost in deep sleep.
One day I won’t get to see that peaceful sleepy face in the quiet of the night.
One day I won’t hear those delicate sighs or feel those tiny fingers searching for me.
One day I won’t be needed close by to feel safe and secure at night.
One day I won’t be woken up with a kiss like sleeping beauty and children jumping on my bed singing jingle bells.
One day will be here before I know it.