Wednesday, 11 January 2012

DOGSITTERS, BEWARE!

Hubby sent me this photo last week.  This summer a friend looked after Leroy for the day and somehow the little rascal always seems to end up in peoples' flower gardens.  We don't have any gardens of our own so maybe he's just trying to decide if they're fun to play in?  I became Mother Nature's enemy this summer while I destroyed any plant on our property that wasn't grass.  I think flowers are beautiful but I have no idea how to look after them (nor the time it takes) so it seemed easier to dig them up.

Whatever the reason, dogsitters beware - if you have shrubs/flowers/potted plants in your yard - our little guy will find his way into them and probably will destroy them.  But could you really be mad at that face??

Time to play a little game called: Find Leroy!

Monday, 9 January 2012

THAT ONE? BUT YOU'VE READ IT TWICE!

This Christmas we:

Saw a whole new world with Aladdin (or Steppenwolf - whichever you prefer).
Had our head stuck in a book with Belle.
Got down to business with Mulan (to defeat...the Huns).
Were a part of Ariel's world.
Washed the dishes with Cinderella.
Marched off to work with Snow White.
Painted the colours of the wind with Pocahontas.

And I'm pretty sure we loved every second of it!


Animal Kingdom.
Lamps in Animal Kingdom.

How would you ever choose?
Something I normally wouldn't think twice about, but the balloons were fantastic!

Sunday, 8 January 2012

HERDING INSTINCT

A classmate recently heard The Sheepdogs in concert and had posted one of their music videos on her facebook.  Until recently I had sort of forgotten about this and this week I began conducting a little musical research, if you will.

Their sound is very old school rock and roll.  They definitely have a 70s feel and I'm diggin' it!  (Did they say that in the 70s??)  I won't try to compare them to other bands because if I was a professional musician that would drive me crazy.  I'm sure they would like to be known for their own sound and not someone else's.  On a different note, if I'm not mistaken they are from Saskatoon - Canadian - which only adds to their cool factor.

Probably you've already heard of them, considering they were on the cover of Rolling Stone recently (I think)...  Here's a video in case you're interested!

Side note: seems like a very appropriate band to post about considering I have a sheepdog of my very own sitting at my feet!

Saturday, 7 January 2012

PASTA CLASSICA

A couple of summers ago I worked as a waitress at a pizza place.  It was something I had always wanted to do and knowing it was probably my last "summer job" that didn't pertain to medicine, I was determined to waitress no matter what.  Believe it or not, with no experience it can be quite difficult to find a serving position.

The restaurant made a pasta dish I always thought looked quite tasty and I thought I would put my cooking abilities to the test.  If you want to try it (take my word for it - it's delicious and easy) here is what you will need:
1 or 2 boneless, skinless chicken breasts
Salt and pepper
1 tbsp olive oil
Fettuccine
1 or 2 tbsp butter or margarine
 1 or 2 tbsp flour
2 cloves of garlic
~ 1 cup parmesan Cheese (the real stuff)
Milk
Basil
Parsley
1/2 bottle of spaghetti sauce

I always start the chicken first.  Heat the olive oil in a pan over medium heat.  Cut the breasts into bite sized pieces.  Season with salt and pepper.  Fry in the pan until cooked all the way through.  Set aside.

Cook the fettuccine in a pot of boiling water, drain, and rinse with water.  Put back in the pot and set aside (it should be removed from heat at this point).

Next you prepare the alfredo sauce (from scratch).  Sounds exciting, doesn't it??  I have faith in you.  Melt the butter in a saucepan over medium heat.  Crush the garlic and add to the pan.  Mix in the flour until smooth.  This next part requires your own judgement.  This is where you're going to add the milk but it's important to remember in cooking you can always add more but you can never take anything away. In other words, don't add too much milk because you can never go back.  Start with 3/4 cup or 1 cup of milk stirred into the the butter/flour/garlic mixture.  Wait until the milk has warmed up before adding the parmesan cheese.  Tip: it's important you don't use Kraft parmesan cheese because it is incredibly salty when you use it in large quantities.  I buy parmesan in the specialty cheese section of the grocery store already shredded in a little tub.  

Now back to the good part (Jack Sparrow reference - ha).  You don't want the sauce to be too thin or liquidy, which is why the milk to cheese proportion has to be just right (as Goldilocks would say).  Play around with it.  When you're happy with the consistency, add basil.  I only use dry herbs because fresh ones would go to waste around here, and I use probably 1/2 tsp. 


The sauce is almost done - you're doing great!  Add 1/2 bottle of your favourite spaghetti sauce (or more if desired) and the sauce is complete!


I like to add the chicken to the pot of fettuccine and then pour the sauce over the pasta and chicken.  Depending on the temperature of the pasta, you can turn the burner on low and reheat the dish if necessary.  Put in bowls, sprinkle a pinch of parmesan and parsley on top.  Enjoy!

Thursday, 5 January 2012

WHERE DREAMS COME TRUE

We spent our Christmas at the place where dreams come true - which is why I haven't been blogging.  I was too busy having fun and making wishes!

This was my second trip to Disney (or Bizney as my little sister used to say).  The first time my family went Mom was pregnant with my sister and this trip was for her to experience the magic.  It was also the first vacation we have gone on as a family for quite a few years and with the work world approaching me, (albeit still in the distance,) who knows when we will have another?

This photo is a sneak peak.  I must say I'm quite happy with it because it is darn hard to get a picture of that castle without a million heads in the way!!!  When I snapped this I was actually standing somewhere you're not allowed to stand, apparently.  A "cast member" (or as the rest of the world knows them - employee) asked me to move and I didn't until I had taken the photo.  Hubby thought I was being rebellious but I assure you, as someone born without a rebellious bone in their body, I just didn't hear the lady!

More to come later!