I Heart Chicken

I love chicken, do you?   When I was a kid my Mom fed us hamburger.  It was the cheap meat and she fixed it all different ways.  I got so tired of it.   I thought that when I had a family I wouldn't fix just one meat over and over like she did.

Well, I just changed meats.  We like chicken and chicken used to be relatively inexpensive *cheap* so when my boys were small we had chicken every way you can imagine.  Our favorite was chicken breasts rolled with peanut butter in the center.  Oh, that was the bestest of all kinds.

I heard about a wholesale company that does major buys and passes the savings on to the consumer and I jumped on it and bought chicken.   These huge chicken breasts....,yes they were all doubles like the picture ......and weighed over a pound each.   They were awesome.  In fact that double breast there will feed my family of four adults and we love chicken.   Did I say that before????  The catch was that I had to purchase a 40 lb box of breasts.  I knew I could freeze them and they would be perfect.  I have one of those vacuum sealers, and a big freezer.  These breasts were only $1.69 per pound.  I checked Costco and Sams and they were a lot more expensive.     The name of the company is Zacon Foods and you can check them out.   The next buy is for bacon and hamburger and the price on that is awesome too.  Check them out.  I don't get anything for looking or buying.  I'm just a satisfied customer.

HAPPY NEW YEAR

Yes, we all survived New Years Eve.  DH and I stayed up and watched the NYC ball drop and the Peach  drop on TV------kissed----turned over and went to sleep.  We are such party animals, the two of us are.  We felt lucky to even stay up that late.  

I came across this poem and thought I'd like to share for the New Year.

THE LAND OF BEGINNING AGAIN
...
I wish that there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches
And all of our poor selfish grief
Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door
And never be put on again.

I wish we could come on it all unaware
Like the hunter who finds a lost trail
And I wish that the one whom our blindness has done
The greatest injustice of all
Could be at the gate like an old friend who waits
For the comrade he's gladdest to hail.

We would find all the things we intended to do
But forgot, and remembered too late;
Little praises unspoken, little promises broken
And all of the thousand and one
Little duties neglected that might have perfected
The day for one less fortunate.

It wouldn't be possible not to be kind
In the Land of Beginning Again
And the ones we misjudged and the ones whom we grudged
Their moments of victory then
Would find in the grasp of our loving handclasp
More than penitent lips could explain.

For what had been hardest we'd know had been best
And what had seemed loss would be gain
For there isn't a sting that will not take a wing
When we've faced it and laughed it away,
And I think that the laughter is most what we're after
In the Land of Beginning Again.

So I wish that there were some wonderful place
Called the Land of Beginning Again
Where all our mistakes and all our heartaches
And all of our poor selfish grief
Could be dropped like a shabby old coat at the door
And never be put on again.


Louise Fletcher Tarkington

Aren't we lucky to have been given the grace to start all over again.

Keep on stitchin' instead of just a wishin',
Sue

This year I helped in the making of Chrismons for our church Christmas tree.  It took forever to get 200 made and there were two trees to decorate----one in the sanctuary and one in the family life center.  I made 200 of the round ones and a group of ladies cross stitched the square ones.  This is what the tree looked like on Christmas Eve.     I was really pleased.

The top of the tree was a silver crown of twigs....it was awesome .  I really liked it that it wasn't a star of angel.   The crown looked really nice.

Here's a close up and you can see the round Chrismons that I made.   These can be found on my website for sale here   There are a lot of other Christmas designs there also but just scroll through the Chrismons and you can see them all.  The Jesse Tree Ornaments are there also.  Click on any one of the designs and it will show the set that it is a part of. 

Blog Winner of the Pink and Brown Rag Bowl......Drum Roll Please

Can I have a drum roll please.......ta dum!

The winner is comment number three GeeMa

Shoot me an email (Sue@Sapphirestitches.com) with your address and I will get it in the mail pronto.  Its boxed and ready to send.  I'm so excited that someone won and hopefully will send me their address.

Merry Christmas GeeMa

 

 

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Blog Giveaway!

Well, I've only had five comments this time around so guys your chances of winning are very good.  I'm disappointed that Bobbeye didn't contact me but her loss is your gain.   Remember I'm drawing a name on the 26th, the day after Christmas.

Sir Titus or Tit for short.  What a horse.  He is about 9 months old and weighs 100 lbs.  He has to have chewies to pacify himself much like a baby wants a pacifier. He drools like a baby does only Titus has long strings/strans of drool that go to the floor.  When he shakes his head drool goes all over the place.  I've cleaned it off the ceiling in the house.  My youngest says not to trust his face.....he lies.....doesn't he look so cute (if horses are cute). I caught him in my sewing room once and he had a whole spool of thread all the way in his mouth.  We picked strings out his rear  for days.  I try to remember to keep the door closed but he went in another time and I heard this weird noise and well he put an entire pin cushion filled with pins in his mouth and then tore the pin cushion apart.  I had such a mess of pins to clean up and had to watch him for days to make sure that he hadn't swallowed the pins.  The story would end there but he snuck into my sewing room again and yes, got another pin cushion and did the same thing.  It's not like this stuff is on the floor , pin cushions and thread are on my sewing table..........problem is his head can rest on the table without straining.   He's a horse!!!!!!! Never had a dog so big.  He is just a puppy....can a puppy be a horse??????   This dog is big......Sometimes in the evening he goes on the prowl looking for something to get into...........DH has taken to take the dogs for a long walk in the woods.....he throws the ball for Titus and really gives him a workout.  DH comes home exhausted.....I think he gets the workout instead.   I do love my dogs but a horse?????? in the house????