Make your own....Cream of Chicken Soup

Preservatives are in almost everything we eat these days and it sorta freaks me out that my kids annihilate their food without even tasting it so I want to make sure at least 1/2 of what they are eating won't preserve THEM. (Call me ridiculous, what ever. Don't call me when your kid gets diabetes....)

I found a simple recipe on Pinterest and I'm quite pleased with the outcome! 

I used my own chicken stock from cooking a chicken in the crockpot (poured juices thru a strainer into a container. Let sit in fridge for a day, scraped off top fat layer-GAG- and voila!)  I only had to use about 1/3 c of store bought broth! So I technically made two cream of chicken soup 'cans' for less than a buck!

Here's the link to the recipe: http://pinchofyum.com/homemade-cream-of-chicken-soup

I followed the directions exactly and then I blended everything with an immersion blender because I didn't like the texture (it was lumpy from the flour). 

Y'all , it tastes like chicken gravy. Which should be its own food group in my opinion. 

Nummy!

Eat. Pray. Chicken. 

XOXO Summer

Bar graphs and color wheels

Y'all, I have always prided myself in being some what mechanically and technologically talented. I can take apart and reassemble a cell phone. Fanangle car buttons. Fix broken parts- mostly. 

Then I drove my parents new car this morning. Holy whiplash. 

There are buttons and toggles and meters that read things I did not even knew existed! 

And math. I hate math. And this fancy schmancy thing had bar graphs on the main dash display, ya'll. What am I supposed to do with that?!

Apparently it's a hybrid and Toyota prides itself on how economical it is to drive. I was just waiting on the blasted thing to pump out a latte or muffin or something. (A machine this high tech much to SOMETHING useful to me....) 

Do you see the green light on right side? NO IDEA what it does. Except flash. 

My first caution sign should have been my dad's initial instruction: "when you push the start button you won't hear anything but when the 'ready' light goes on you can drive." What?! That sounds like microwave instructions. Ready light??  Are we launching into outer space?

It was a blast to drive (praise the sweet Lord TPD is too busy busting gang members to pull over crazy women drivers UNLIKE myself).  This puppy goes pretty fast (compared to the minivan!)

Sadly, at the end of work I drove it home and turned over the 'keys' to my parentals. I hope they come to visit again soon. It was fun pretending to be cool for a day....

Good job, Toyota! Now figure out how to add a toaster oven and soda dispenser in your 'hybrid hoop ties' and I'll forever drive one. 

Minivan for sale,  

XOXO Summer

Thin hair, don't care!

Yall, I've battled thin, stringy hair all of my life. I've tried every product under the sun to thicken, voluminize, and de-grease my mane and failed miserably. Until a trip to Ulta with Bestie JJ (new peep, new name). 

Behold, the best (and cheap)  hair products that I pray will never EVER go off the market. EVER. 

'Not Your Mother's Beach Babe Texturizing Sea Salt Spray'

And 'Got2B Volumizing Powder'. 

Life changing. 

Sea salt spray added texture to my five hair giving it a fuller appearance that lasts allllllllll day. 

I spray it all over after I wash my hair before I blow dry. 

Crazy thick, right?

Then I let my still warm hair set in Velcro rollers while I out on my make up. 

When it's time to take out the rollers I brush my hair down a tad and sprinkle ge powder in the palm of my hand and rub the stuff in between my fingers to evenly distribute through the front and crown of my head. This magic stuff keeps all day! (I do have to use a decent amount every time I use it but it's much cheaper Han other brands and Ulta does buy one get one 1/2 off all the time so it's worth it.). Oh, you can also snag it at Walmart or even Walgreens. Awesome!

Anyway. Then I spray my hair with hair spray and I'm good. 

Yay for hair!

XOXO Summer

Wordless Wednesday

Wordless Wednesday (a day late..)

Wordless Wednesday

Cappuccino Lays

#eww

Ode to my Heating Pad

Ode to my Heating Pad

You are so warm and very squishy,

I like to feel you on my tushie

Your heated surface can do no wrong,

I could lay on you and sing a song.

My back feels better with every surge,

My painful spasms you do purge.

Please oh please keep my tail bone warm,

I will coo at you in meow cat form.

The relief you give me is delicious. 

Zebra cakes are quite nutritious. 

Stay in my life, till death do us part. 

Please don't judge me if I fart. 

I feel so warm and quite relieved.

The feeling is just like I peed. 

Warm sensations every where. 

In my knees, and in my hair. 

Heating pad I love you so,

Let's go sleep next to our Elmo. 

Wordless Wednesday

Kung Fu Grandma

Y'all, from now on there is no excuse NOT to defend yourself you get robbed. Let me explain. 

A somewhat elderly, somewhat disabled- and by disabled I mean she was on an oxygent tank!!!!!!!- fought off a masked man who attempted to rob her and her husband in their home. 

The guy walked in and the woman demanded he 'put down his gun'. Stupid man that he was declared he didn't have a gun- thus initiating the attack. The woman (true story,y'all) went after the guy with her wooden backscratcher and beat him so dang bad he ran out, leaving a blood trail behind him. 

Let me side step right quick. This is not the first time the woman used said scratcher as a defense mechanism. She 'fought off' bats last year. True story. Bats. 

Low and behold, the cops found the guy and the rest is history. The moral? Anything could be a weapon. Stapler. Solo cup. Couch pillow. Get it girl. 

Feeling motivated to walk down a dark alley, 

XOXO Summer

Wordless Wednesday

What brings out your inner Bubba Gump?

XOXO Summer