Good Eats: Potato Soup

Know what I hate (points if you just said "bloggers that drop off the face of the earth and reappear randomly")? When Pinterest links don't go anywhere. You get that nice little message that the link to the delicious soup you want to know more about is really just spam or inappropriate material. Sigh. Luckily this recipe for awesome potato soup was right there on the pin.

                                   


Of  course I had to make some husband friendly adjustments...and some overly zealous crockpot (low seems to be medium, medium seems to be high, and high is oh shit, it's burnt already) adjustments. Here's my revised recipe:

Half Bag Frozen Hash Browns
3 Cups Chicken Stock
1 Can Cream of Chicken
Salt and Pepper to Taste
8 oz Block Cream Cheese
1/2 Cup Milk
Cooking Spray

Start by spraying your crockpot to help prevent sticking. Hash browns in the crockpot, top with Cream of Chicken, add in a cup of stock, and add salt and pepper. Add the rest of the stock a bit at a time (about a half a cup, but I didn't really measure) over 3 - 5 hours (I know that's a big window but it really depends on your pot. Just make sure the hash browns are broken down and creamy). When the hash browns are creamy add in cream cheese and milk and cook for a half hour until cream cheese is melted and incorporated.

There's been a gaping hole of sadness in the husbands life since Bennigans closed and took it's awe inspiring potato soup with it. This made the ache a little better.

Update

I know I say something in this vein every time I disappear, but I swear I’m not done.  I haven’t given up on blogging.  I haven’t given up on wearing cute outfits or cooking or snapping pics or jamming tunes on Monday.  But sometimes life throws more at you than you’re prepared to handle and something has to give.  In this case, blogging was what I chose to cut out.  But now that life is back to a mostly stable routine I miss it.  I miss showing off the result of playing dress up in my closet.  I miss sharing the yummy food stuffs I’m cooking up.  I miss my blogging friends.  And I really miss having my camera in my hands.  So I’m going to try to work in back into the daily life.  I want to be motivated and work up a schedule but my wants and real life seldom jive.  So maybe this’ll continue to be hit or miss.  Or maybe motivation will work out for me.  I can’t say for sure.  But I will be back.

Inspiration: Buffy

It's annual rewatch Buffy and Angel time.  Yep, I'm a geek.  I'm currently on the most epic episode of season four, Hush, with the super creepy Gentelmen and our heroine rocking this adorable skirt:

Is it just me or is that a great skirt?  Rocking' wardrobe and superbad vampire slayer.  I wanna be best friends with Buffy.

Trying Times

You guys mind if I unload a little?  I'm beyond stressed right now.  The job is switching from government to contract and at the moment I'm not terribly sure I'll have a job next month and if I do I'll likely be taking a drastic pay cut.  I understand that thems the breaks.  That's just the way things are going with the current economic climate.  That doesn't make this unsure period any easier.  I just want the powers that be to make the call and can me or own my pay check or whatever it is their going to do.

So what's a girl to do when she's feeling glum?

Buy a dress.

Candy Stand Dress via Modcloth

 

 

 

 

 If it doesn't fit I may have a full scale melt down.  Fingers crossed for me k? 

Muse

I'm not really into models.  I'm more into street/blog style.  I like seeing real women wearing things that I could wear myself.   But last night, lounging in the tub with a back issue of Vogue I laid eyes on Arizona Muse and now I have a model crush.

Via Touchpuppet

Via Touchpuppet

I think it's the wild hair and the bold brows. She reminds me of the supermodels of the early 90s.  I dig that kind of fierceness.   And I desperately want a haircut.

Music Monday: I Don't Even Know Why

Generally I find myself admiring soulful lyrics and powerful voices.  I find myself praising those who have the ability to express their thoughts and love and pain via music.  And then there's times when shit just gets stuck in my head.



This would be the latter.  Good lord that's a catchy hook!

Where I've Been

In my living room there's a triangle created by the big screen broadcasting Criminal Minds reruns (my world for MGG), my warm cuddly cat, and my warm cuddly husband and within that triangle lies The Black Hole of Slothfulness. Much like the Bermuda Triangle things tend to disappear here, for instance my will to do anything that involves moving my ass from the couch. But the husband has done something miraculous, he's provided a way to communicate with the outside world from the BHOS. That's right, the the man got me an IPad.  It only took my Kindle suffering an untimely demise. So now we'll get back to the regularly scheduled programming.