Tuesday, August 30, 2011

Pin It Tuesday: Crockpot

When it starts to get chilly outside, my mind starts thinking about my crockpot and crocheting. I love to sit down and the end of a long day and have a yummy pot roast from my crockpot to eat for dinner.

Crockpots are a great resource for busy families. Not only do they require little to no maintenance, but you can throw a cheap piece of meat in there and make it fall apart. Cheap and easy! I love it.

So in preparation of all that awesome fall weather right around the corner, here is a fun round up of crockpot recipes!

Monday, August 29, 2011

Menu Plan Monday 8/29-9/4

Monday August 29, 2011

Lunch- little smokies and baked potato

Dinner- roast and potatoes

Tuesday August 30, 2011

Lunch- roast sandwiches

Dinner- tuna sandwiches

Wednesday August 31, 2011

Lunch- hot dogs

Dinner- turkey pot pie

Thursday September 1, 2011

Lunch- turkey pot pie

Dinner- cp London broil

Friday September 2, 2011

Lunch- waffles

Dinner- clam chowder

Saturday September 3, 2011

Lunch- waffles

Dinner- grilled pizza

Sunday September 4, 2011

Lunch- pizza

Dinner- bbq chicken

Saturday, August 27, 2011

To Do: Weekend 8.27.11

call dtv-cancel
remove old boxes
clean out fridge
finish cleaning the turkey-freeze
pack up c1 modem
water the lawn!!- it is dying :(

laundry- hopefully, fingers crossed!

What do you have planned this weekend?

Friday, August 26, 2011

How to cook a turkey

If you follow me on twitter you might have seen I made my very first turkey. I've never had the need to make one, but my grandma gave me a turkey so what do you do when you get given a turkey? You cook it! I asked for some advice via social network and did an abundance of research (yes, I usually over kill research…) so I would ruin this massive bird.

I used this recipe, along with some advice from just about everyone I knew. I decided not to use a turkey bag, against everyone's judgement. I borrowed a GE 18 quart roaster from my Momma. For some reason it was a lot less scary to cook the turkey in this rather than in the oven, ya I don't know why either. But with a lot of prayer and peeking at the turkey every 10 minutes, lol. I made a turkey. I successfully did not ruin a 15 lb turkey. It is a miracle!

Thursday, August 25, 2011

Lemon Ice Cubes

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I am always trying to find ways to trick myself into drinking more water. I am more of a pop girl, which is not at all healthy. One of the tricks I use is a big mug. My favorite mug is from a local hospital, the only issue is to fill it up with ice take half an ice cube tray. It is frustrating to have to be constantly making ice.

There is something special about finding a little treat in your ice cube. You expect just a regular little ‘ole ice cube floating in your cup and you look down and low and behold you have a treasure! I thought it would be fitting to start this collection off with something you would normally find in water. Lemons. Lemons are cheap and have great health benefits.

Fill your muffin tin up ¾ of the way. I found the fuller you fill the pan, the easier it is to pop out once frozen. Place your sliced lemon in the water and freeze. I froze mine for 4 hours, I was inpatient and had about 30 lemons to cut up and make ice cubes out of!

Once frozen I used a knife and popped them out of the cupcake pan. I thought I might have to dip the bottom in warm water but that was never necessarly.

Place in your favorite cup and enjoy the slow release of lemony goodness!

Wednesday, August 24, 2011

Wordless Wednesday: End of Summer

Wasteful Wednesday: August 24

1- mashed potatoes
2- strawberries
3- whipped cream
4- lo nachos
5- very old eggs that I won't share their expiration..
6- 1/2 inch of milk..
7- Penne and bratwurst dinner

Did you have any food waste this week?

Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Pin It Tuesday: Journal

I can’t seem to get journaling off my brain. I love being able to look back and see what I was doing 1 year ago or 5 years ago. However, how many people actually journal every day? I know I don’t, and I probably never will. While browsing pinterest, I found a ton of fun ways to journal. I love the idea of doing “event” journals. Such as your summer vacation or gratitude journal or even turning a vintage book into a fun scrapbook journal. I am in love!

Source: flickr.com via Brandi on Pinterest

Crazy About My Baybah

Monday, August 22, 2011

Menu Plan Monday 8/22-8/28

I did not participate in planning a menu last week and boy we suffered. There are a few new choices and recipes on this weeks menu. I'm looking forward to trying them out. I also successfully made my first turkey yesterday.. Yes, I am 25 and have never made a turkey.. but now I have and all though I don't want to do it all the time, I'm not terrified of the bird, more to come on that later this week.

Monday August 22, 2011- Lunch- hamburgers

Dinner- turkey pot pies

Tuesday August 23, 2011- lunch-pizza

Dinner-turkey alfredo and noodles

Wednesday August 24, 2011-lunch- alfredo lo

Dinner- homemade calzone

Thursday August 25, 2011-lunch-turkey sandwich

Dinner- waffles and eggs

Friday August 26, 2011- lunch- turkey sandwich

Dinner- grilled pizza

Saturday August 27, 2011-lunch- pizza

Dinner- sausage bread

Sunday August 28, 2011-lunch- breakfast

Dinner- roast and potatoes

Wednesday, August 17, 2011

[Guest Post] Summertime Blues

Today’s post is a part of the 20 something blogger blog swap. This post is written by Kelly over at Insert Clever Title here. Which by the way, why didn’t I think of that title?! It’s awesome, Kelly! She has a great blog and I am totally hooked. I have been reading it all day. She has a great writing style and outlook on life. I’m very excited to have her as my swap partner. This is the first every guest post here at Frugal Farmhouse, so I’m a little, ok a lot excited! Also when you check out her blog, you get to check out my post on saving money in the summer.

Something about summer has lost a bit of its magic for me. I don't know if it was the summer that I graduated from college, and was suddenly, jarringly thrown into the Real World, or if was something that had been sneaking up on me for years before that.

Summer vacation doesn't exist for me anymore.

It makes me both sad and, admittedly, a little bitter, to lose that sense of freedom. My reward for making it through all those years of school is that I now get to work year-round, sluggishly carrying on with my routine, day in, day out. The only difference summer makes is that it becomes a bit hotter and a lot more humid.

Who can blame me for being a bit nostalgic, then? When I think back on carefree months of playing softball and mainlining soda, working a few shifts at a cash register every week, and that glorious feeling of sitting around and doing absolutely nothing... it makes me envious of my former self.

Softball, one of my main summer pastimes, was something that became such a part of my existence that I can hardly separate myself from it. When we were young, it meant practicing at the small complex up by the old school building that was never used anymore. Traveling to other towns, memorizing faces that we'd eventually pair with names, that were unspoken acquaintances simply by the fact that we knew who they were because we saw them so often. There was the excitement over the novelty treats at the various concession stands. In high school, we had games nearly every single day. It meant that my sister and I got to spend our days sleeping in and watching movies in our dim, air-conditioned living room, then suiting up in our jerseys and knee-high socks, heading out into the heat of the afternoon to either head to our high school diamond or pile into a yellow school bus to visit one of the other area schools.

Summer also meant swimming at the local pool, though less and less often as we got older. The cold, blue water, the smell of chlorine. There's a very specific olfactory memory that's buried in the back of my mind that's a mixture of sunshine and chlorine. It's the smell of summer.

Ice cream and staying up late. My dad behind the grill on Fridays. Hamburgers were (and still are) his specialty. Fresh Iowa sweetcorn, eaten directly off the cob, except for those three miserable years when I had braces and it was a no-no. The summers before we were old enough to drive or have jobs, we'd ride around our small town on our bikes, collecting discarded soda cans. We couldn't have cared less about saving our environment from litter; our primary goal was to cash them in for their deposit (five cents a can in Iowa!) and use the money to buy Doritos, Mountain Dew, and Little Debbies. We were self-sufficient in our junk food addictions, though every once in a while we could sweet talk our parents into a couple dollars to head to the gas station to buy a soda.

Lying in the grass in our backyard, staring up at the clouds and picturing what the rest of the world was like. Daydreaming about becoming someone important or famous. The smell of fresh cut grass, the smell of someone else firing up the grill down the block. Lightning bugs and the faraway sound of crickets chirping as dusk settled in. Bare feet, bare legs, bare arms.

The feeling as fall started inching its way back, the reluctance to admit boredom with the endless days of freedom, excited to head back to school. When we were younger, there was nothing quite as exciting as finding out who our teachers were going to be and who was going to be in our class. I can even still remember the distinct smell of the school when we started back up – it smelled different than it did the rest of the year. I can't quite put my finger on what it was, but that smell always triggered a feeling of excitement, because it meant something new was coming.

Maybe that's one reason summer has lost its shine – there's nothing new waiting on the other end. There's no break from the routine, no measurable new beginning on the other side. It's like you've stopped growing, stopped advancing. You measure your life in years rather than in months. The days still blur together, but in a completely different way. You've become the adult that you used to pity, stuck in an office all day, having lost the freedom to do nothing but lie in the sun all afternoon or spontaneously head to the movie theater or aimlessly cruise around town on a bicycle. There's a 9 to 5 and desks and phone calls and emails and if you're lucky, a hint of sunshine through the window. It's not the same.

Still, it's not all bad, now. I may not have the same luxuries I had when I was young, but there's something to be said for sitting on a patio drinking margaritas and exchanging life stories with my friends. I can still eat sweet corn, I can still smell the smells of fresh cut lawns and burgers on the grill. I can still lie in the grass and stare up at the clouds and daydream. I coach softball now, though it's not quite the same as playing (and the adult slowpitch league I play in is also not quite the same, either, but it's something). It's not all gone... it's just different. And different is okay.

Though it would still be nice to have three months off every year. ;)

Monday, August 15, 2011

Pin It Tuesday: Christmas

I have got Christmas on the brain. I think it is in the air. It is starting to get colder at night, a definite sign fall is on its way. There is something about the anticipation of getting through December and enjoying Christmas day. I enjoy the feeling, smells, and overall experience. I always put too much pressure on myself. Did I buy enough? Did I buy too much? Why didn't I make that new cookie recipe? Did I spend enough time doing this, doing that... Oh the stress! However, I love it.

Source: etsy.com via Brandi on Pinterest

Crazy About My Baybah

What holiday are you in love with?

Sunday, August 14, 2011

Learning from Duramax: 8.14.11

I have a photo a day blog. I use it as a sort of gratitude journal. I learn from my sweet dog each day. I explain it here. Each week I will post my week in pictures. Also it is a great way to reflect on Sunday. I hope you enjoy.