Home is not where the heart is…
It has been a long time since I thought of home. This week home is the high school cafeteria in Janisville, WI. We have plenty of canned goods and the backup generator still has fuel to spare, at least for another couple of weeks. Our last place had finally been overtaken and with our spirit broken after the “brother” was lost, we had to move on. The Darkness was infecting the beauty of everything around me and muddying up my memories.
How many of you out there have a man who has been sick? I mean really sick, you know dying?! Well I have one and the ManBeast is dying! Just ask him! At one point in time, he wanted me to bring a cot downstairs because had no energy to go sleep in the bed. His reasoning to not go upstairs? He did not want to get germs on the pillow cases. I wish I could have gotten a recording of it because it truly was horrific! Instead I dug through our cupboards and cookbooks and online and ended up piecing together this recipe.
Today is a snow day here at the cabin! I love sitting and looking out the window seeing it fall! Thankfully I have big strong ManBeast who will shovel when he gets home because MY idea of clearing snow and as you will see.. the answer is a lot more fun than playing with a shovel.
Some days a bowl of slow cooked chili is just what the doctor orders…
…and the cat thinks she can eat!
I really screwed the pooch on this one. I keep promising everyone (YES you Justin Bogdanovitch! ) my chili recipe and my daughter Amanda had her 19th birthday back on January 25th and has been reminding me ever so sweetly that her favorite dish growing up