i’m no fool
I tend to exaggerate.
Keith calls me his little CEO (Chief Exaggerating Officer). This doesn’t sound nearly as endearing as you might think.
I don’t think I’m that bad.
Am I mom?
But I do exaggerate a smidge [she holds her thumb and pointer finger an inch apart]
But only a smidge.
And sometimes exaggerating is a life necessity.
Like how somehow Keith got the crazy idea that I slaved over the stove in the 110 degree heat [yes we have AC but it makes the story more dramatic] to make him the perfect man meal. Boiling, chopping, and browning…
I don’t know how he could have ever gotten that idea.
No clue.
The [No Exaggeration] Easiest Lasagna
- 8 ounces no-boil lasagna noodles
- 1 pound lean ground turkey (or beef)
- 1/2 cup chopped onion
- 1 jar (about 16 ounces) spaghetti sauce, your favorite
- 1 teaspoon garlic powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1 teaspoon dried leaf oregano, crumbled
- 1/2 teaspoon dried leaf basil, crumbled
- 1 1/2 cups part skim ricotta cheese
- 2 cups shredded Monterey Jack park skim cheese
- 3/4 cup grated Parmesan cheese
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. In a large skillet, brown beef and onion; drain well. Stir in spaghetti sauce, garlic powder, salt, oregano, and basil.
In a 2-quart baking dish sprayed with nonstick spray, layer 1/3 of the lasagna noodles, 1/3 of the sauce and 1/3 of the ricotta cheese, Monterey Jack cheese, and Parmesan cheeses. Repeat layers twice.
Bake lasagna at 350° for 60 minutes, or until thoroughly heated and bubbly. Let stand for 8 to 10 minutes before cutting and serving. Serves 6 to 8.

But when Keith thinks I’ve worked hard he is awfully giving with things like back or foot rubs.
I may be a CEO but I’m no fool.
Do you make a seemingly complicated dish that is in actuality really easy to make? (Leave links!)
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I like my fruit under ripe. Like really under ripe. I want my fruit to have a crunch. In fact, nothing grosses me out more than mushy fruit. Blech. The worst offender is the banana. A mushy banana is one food I will not eat. I would venture to say that I would rather go hungry that eat a mushy banana. It gives me the heeby jeebies. Seriously.
I also have a husband who has the irrational fear of not having bananas in the house. Every time he goes to the store he buys bananas. I usually freeze half of them for smoothies but this past week I was off my game. I let the banana situation get a little out of control. We had some seriously brown bananas on our counter. That was enough to make me a little squeamish.
I should also tell you I am not baker. I don’t like it. I would rather just throw a bunch of stuff into a pot and call it a day. That baking thing requires measuring and sifting and mixing. All of that? Not my thing.
So let’s review. I hate mushy bananas. I had an abundance of them. Annnnd I don’t bake. So would it surprise anyone (least of all my husband) when I made banana bread on Sunday morning for breakfast?
Who am I?
[I’ve Gone Crazy] Banana Bread
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3 very ripe bananas
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1/2 cup honey
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3 Tbsp canola oil
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1 tsp pure vanilla extract
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1 1/2 cups whole wheat pastry flour
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1 1/2 tsp baking soda
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1/4 tsp salt
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3/4 cup chopped walnuts
Preheat oven to 350 degrees. Lightly spray a loaf pan.
In a small bowl, mash bananas and mix with honey, oil and vanilla extract.
In a medium size bowl, stir together the whole wheat pastry flour, baking soda and salt. Add nuts.
Combine the wet ingredients into the dry ingredients.
Pour into a loaf pan.
Bake for 40-45 minutes or until toothpick inserted in the center comes out clean
Serves 12
Baker or not, that bread was damn tasty. Maybe I should do this more often?
Or not.
Do you like to bake? Or do you like to cook?
photo friday
I want.
The Lexus is250.
Bad.
So Bad.

What’s your dream car?
one of my favorite sandwiches
Yesterday taught me two things. First, that I am jealous of most of you and, second, I have a plethora of guests rooms to crash. Does anyone mind if I bring Keith? 😉
Today we are hitting 108. That record we broke yesterday is going to be smashed by the time this year is over. I will try not to complain too much more about it.
Try being the important word.
I am really trying not to be a Debbie downer and always talk about the weather but it effects everything.
Want to go running? Okay but we have to go at 5:30am. It will still be mid 80’s with about 70% humidity.
Electric bill? Here’s a hint…open the bill sitting down.
My yard? Wow. We haven’t seen measurable rainfall in who knows how long. My yard is dead, our lake levels are 30+ feet low, and we are on severe water rations. Meaning we can only water one day a week. One.
Want to go out to eat? Can’t sit outside.
Want to go on a walk after dinner? We don’t drop below 100 degrees until close to 8:00pm and when I say below 100 degrees I mean we hit 99.
Okay. I know. You. Get. It.
I need to try harder not to talk about it. Let’s start over.
Hiiiiii.
Happy Thursday. That’s better, right?
You know what I am going to do today? I am going to make one of my all time favorite sandwiches.
A Tomato and Peanut Butter Sandwich.
Wait! Wait! Stop! It is reallllly good. I promise!
Tomato & Peanut Butter Sandwich
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1 slice toast (rye,whole wheat, bagel, etc…)
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1 tablespoon peanut butter
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3-4 thick slices of tomato
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pepper
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salt
Spread peanut butter on hot toast. Completely cover the toast with tomato slices. Sprinkle liberally with black pepper, and add just a bit of salt, if desired. Eat!
I am already excited for lunch.
But I won’t be eating outside.
Do you have a weird sandwich combination that you swear by?



