Hair Dryer Explosion.

This is my hairdryer.

One day, while I am drying my hair, it's going to explode and half my face will go with it. I wish you could hear it. You may have heard it. It's loud. The other day, while Daniel was home and I was drying my hair, he said, "What's wrong with your dryer?" I told him it's getting ready to explode and when it does, half my face will be blown with it. Then I'll get to go on Oprah and share my amazing story of survival and give hope to others who have had their dryers explode and their faces with it! It will be a heartwrenching, yet touching, show.

Maybe I'll just get another hair dryer. One that isn't ready to explode.

Make A Meal.

Chicken Parmesan

You know you want to make this!

Definitely yummy!

Get a bowl and put 1 cup of seasoned bread crumbs in it.

In another bowl put 1 egg, lightly beaten.

Get 12 chicken tenders, or slice up a couple of chicken breasts.

Dredge them in the egg, then the crumbs and place them on a plate.

Heat 2 tblsp of oil in a large nonstick pan over medium high heat.

Put the chicken in and cook for about 3 minutes on each side.

Put the cooked chicken in a 9x13 baking dish.

(all mine were dirty or full, so I stuffed them into a 9x9)

Spoon marinara sauce over the chicken and sprinkle cheese all over.

Bake at 375 for 10 minutes.
Serve with ziti and marinara sauce. Or if you're being overrun by potatoes, make some scalloped potatoes. They don't really go together. But still...yummy.
Enjoy!

A Day In The Life.

Monday...We hit the Case Lot sale for FHE. This always includes a big ice cream cone at the end for good kids.

Tuesday...The boys walked down the sidewalk to the car on Monday after school in deep conversation. They were planning. They wanted to buy a Wii game with their money and were discussing what game to get. They worked out a game that they both would enjoy. On Tuesday they gave Daniel $20 in gold dollars so he could order the game on line for them. They now ask every day if their game has come. So far, no.
Wednesday...We picked some apples to eat for snack and Sam thought it would be great to cut through a few that had worms so he could study them. Then he just kept on going through all the apples and some potatoes. Funny guy!
Thursday...These are some of the Hubbard squash from our garden that have taken over our food storage room. Aren't they huge?! Ruthie got to be snack girl for school today and I did my Visiting Teaching. Yay!

Friday...Sam's class had an apple party. So we just went out and picked all the apples from the red apple tree so he could take some in to his class. I went to help and had tons of fun with him and his classmates. Daniel and I had a date to dinner and the temple. So relaxing!

Saturday...Daniel spent the day gathering all the potatoes. We now have several large boxes of potatoes in our food storage. We'll be eating potatoes for quite a while. I watched the General RS Conference in my jammies on my couch. Awesome!

Sunday...I got new counselors in my presidency today. I got teary when I was told my new counselors accepted...it meant it was real. I will miss you, Lori and Melanie! I am also excited for the new blood of two great ladies! These are just a sampling of the gourds and some small pumpkins from the garden.

As you can see, my picture thingy is working. All I needed to do was reboot my laptop.

Have a fantastic week!

Bloggy Bone.

Dang! My Bloggy Bone is sprained. Not extrememly bad. But enough to keep me off for a while. It's recovering and I am hoping after tomorrow it will be feeling much better. But there is no guarantee. We are getting ready for our Primary Program and change is in the air. It just stresses me out!

So I was going to do a Make a Meal, to stretch my bloggy bone a little, but my picture card won't register when I put it in and it's just no fun to do Make a Meal with no pictures so I won't do it today and will have Daniel figure it out when he is done picking the many potatoes from the garden. Speaking of the garden, it froze. Good thing all we have left is potatoes, pumpkins, gourds and really cool Hubbard squash.

I still have snot. Not as much as before but I'm still a snot machine. We aren't sick anymore, though. And we did not have the swine/H1N1 flu! Just head colds. Please don't spread rumors about us. Speaking of rumors, did you hear about the guy...Just kidding.

This is the first year we've gotten apples from one of our trees. We usually get a few along with tons of worms. So Daniel sprayed the trees and the red apple tree produced. I will be making some apple cake, apple crisp and apple other things. Until I run out of apples. Mmmm. They are so good. The other tree had worms. Maybe next year we'll get more apples and no worms.

My bloggy bone is healing. I can feel it! Wow! It's getting stronger. I will be blogging again soon. Stay tuned! Have a fantastic Saturday!

Cute Quips.

I used to wear pearls a lot. Back when I was youthful and single. I've kept some strings through the years. Ruthie started to go through my jewelry box and found them. They are my wedding pearls and pearls from Daniel's parents when they got home from Vietnam. Ruthie asked if she could wear them. She was dripping with giddiness as I put them all on her.
Then she said it.

"Mom, this is what stylish people wear!"

I guess I used to be stylish.

She cracks me up!

And I'm so not stylish anymore.

What Day Is It?

I realized recently that I have posted far more posts in 2009 than I did all of 2008 and the last couple of months of 2007 when I started this blasted thing. And it's only September. I must be a blogging fool. Or something. My brain is a snot filled mess. I am trying to get parts all situated for our Primary Program coming in November. I am failing miserably. Well, not really. I just wanted to say failing miserably. I think it sounds neat. Failing miserably. Say it out loud. Neat. Yep. Snot filled mess. I also realized that I have officially had over 10,000 hits on my blog. Cool. I wish I had that many friends. I only have what I need. And that's fine with me. So thanks for visiting my blog. Thanks for reading my blog. Thanks for being my friend. Does it sound like I'm gonna quit blogging? I'm not. I just have nothing to say and so much time to say it. And I'm bored. Maybe I have Mono. Who knows. I should probably put all this energy into something more beneficial. But then you would have nothing to read right now. So I'm gonna stop now and get ready to make Chicken Parmesan for dinner. Sounds good, doesn't it? Maybe I'll do a Make a Meal with it. Maybe. My brain is a snot filled mess and so.....

K.

Bye.

A Day In The Life.

What a week! Are you ready?

Monday...We had our family meeting to discuss details of our trip next summer. We need passports! Ready?? We're all booked on an Alaskan cruise! No, Alaska doesn't require passports. One of our ports will be Victoria. No, not the one with a secret. Then one with the Gardens.

Tuesday...Let the sick begin. We find great solace in Eucalyptus oil in the tub when we are stuffy.
Wednesday...Because I was down all week I didn't get any pictures. So I am showing a series I took yesterday of Sam's car racing the track. Here we have the red car at the end of the loop!

Thursday...Ready to jump!

Friday...It's gonna launch!

Sorry! I deleted the picture. Accidently! My head is full of snot. Can you blame me?!

Saturday...The jump!! And that is the car in midair!

Sunday...And it's there. You may notice that there is now a tower over the jump. Can't really explain that one. Today we went to a Member Meeting and got to listen to President Boyd K Packer speak. It was a wonderful and inspiring meeting.

We are ready for school tomorrow! No one will be staying home with mom. Unless dad is too sick to go. I can handle that one!

Here's to a non-sick week to all!

Human Again.

That's how I'm starting to feel. This week has been yucky...

Monday:
Ruthie started getting pale and sneezing and her eyes were super watery. Never a good sign.

Tuesday:
Ruthie is really pale, sneezy and can't get out of bed. She stays home from school. I start to sneeze. Thinking it's allergies, I take some allergy meds before bed. I don't sleep at all.

Wednesday:
Ruthie is feeling better and she doesn't want to miss centers. Centers are very important to a Kindergartner. Very. Since it's short day, I agree to send her to school. I, on the other hand, feel like crap. No, worse than crap. I can't breath and everything above my neck hurts. Except my earlobes. But the earlobes do start to hurt eventually. I can't even sit up. I am sicker than a dog. That is, if dogs get super duper sick. Daniel comes home from work and finds me in bed and unable to move. He gets tacos for dinner. Through the night, Isaac is coughing and sneezing and doesn't sleep. I don't sleep either.

Thursday:
Both boys are up and coughing and sneezing. I call the school and no one answers. Because I really need to go back to bed, I leave a message and then I drop. I sleep for 2 1/2 hours. Ruthie is feeling great and goes to school. My face doesn't hurt so much, but it doesn't matter. Even though I can feel that I am better than Wednesday, I still feel worse than crap. My boys are in bad shape. Especially Isaac. No one has a fever. No one has body aches. It's a head cold from h-e-l-l. Really. It is.

Friday:
The boys are slightly worse than yesterday. I call the school. Even though it's short day, they just can't go to school. Nothing as exciting in 2nd and 4th grade like there is in Kindergarten. Ruthie is coughing a fake cough and hoping I will ask her how she feels. When I do, she coughs a fake cough again and says she isn't feeling so good. Tough. I, on the other hand, feel great. Well...not great. But so much better than the last 2 days. My nose isn't stuffy and I'm not sneezy. My head only hurts slightly. I realize I haven't had a diet pepper in the last 2 days. I am enjoying one now. I actually feel human again.

Friday afternoon:
Everyone will be cleaning their rooms today. I will be going to the school to get the boys' work for yesterday and today. They will be doing said work this weekend. Sorry boys. Now that mom is on her feet again there is no mercy. When mom feels human, everybody pays!

A Cute Birthday Contest.

Do you grapple with decorations for birthdays?? You won't have to if you go HERE and enter to win. Seriously! Go HERE and enter! Thank you very much and may you never have to grapple again!

Make A Meal.

Forget the Monday thing. This will heretofore forever more be referred to as Make A Meal. Simple. And I don't feel tied down to a certain day. So there you go.

This is a chicken dish simply referred to as:

The Easiest Yummiest Chicken

Have some chicken breasts. Some butter. Some Ritz crackers.

You won't be disappointed.

Crush the crackers all up (this is a great time to get kids excited about dinner) and sprinkle them over the chicken. Slice the butter into pats and put them on the chicken.

Bake at 350 for about 30 minutes, or until chicken is cooked through.

This is great with mashed potatoes and chicken gravy. I got this recipe from my sister Laurie for one of our Christmas recipe exchanges.

Yummy!

A Day In The Life.

Monday...Labor Day. Daniel went to a local nursery and bought 3 trees. 2 shade and 1 fruit. He dug the hole and the kids jumped in for a picture. Aren't they cute?! We also celebrated the labors of others by getting drive thru Burrito Grande.

Tuesday...Ruthie got some leggings to wear with her skirts for school. This is the toned down version of pink girl. She was wearing a louder pink skirt, pink leggings and a very pink shirt. I told her it looked like the pink panther threw up on her. This was just a little spit up.
Wednesday...Laundry day. I always keep the dryer sheets on the bed in a pile as I get laundry done. It's always a form of pleasure to wad up the dryer sheets to throw them away. Isaac also had a check up with the orthodontist. He teeth are still in place, but we have some rogue adult teeth coming in. We need to get 2 baby teeth pulled soon.

Thursday...Fourth grade is tough. We'd been in less than 2 weeks and Isaac had a Science project to do. It was a leaf collection. Due today. Isaac did a great job labeling and taping all the leaves. He also had fun picking them. I didn't have fun trying to figure out about 4 of them. So we guessed.

Friday...Daniel had actually gone to buy just the piece needed for the opener to work. They don't sell the pieces. So he bought a whole, new opener. Then he took out the piece he needed and put it in. The door works awesomely! But we have a whole garage door opener in a box in the garage. That all happened Thursday night. But we are on Friday. I went with my friend Crissy to the Taste Of Home Show. We had dinner and lots of fun at the show. Daniel took the kids to a work BBQ. He brought home 5 lbs of ribs.

Saturday...Hair cut day with Aunt Shelba for mom and Ruthie. We also got a new street topper on just a small section of our street. Daniel and the boys had a blast watching them lay it. We had ribs for dinner.

Sunday...Today we went to my mom and dad's to celebrate my brother Alex, my bro in law Sean and my dad. All with September birthdays. My camera didn't have charged batteries, so I found a picture of something I found in Ruthie's room. It's my MK make up case that I don't use anymore. She put her jewelry and little shiny butterflies in each of the spaces. Such a girl.

I hope you had a terrific week!

The Sarajune Project.

This one is hard to write. September 13 is our Lid anniversary for Sarajune. It means we have been officially waiting for her for 3 years! How long is 3 years? Some people can have 3 children in 3 years. Teenagers get through all of their high school education (at least here in Utah) in 3 years. Children go from 6, 4 and 3 years old, perfect for adding a little sister, to 9, 7 and 6 years old. Mom and dad get 3 years closer to 40 years old. Children ask more times than one can count when Sarajune is coming and why is it taking so long. Mom becomes so numb to the wait that she is amazed at how acute the pain is to still have empty arms. Dad wonders if he will ever be able to hold his new daughter to give her a name and a blessing and enjoy having another little girl adore him.

3 years is a long time.

A really long time.

Even with another opportunity to adopt domestically, China has been our long time dream. To go back to the Great Wall. To eat real Chinese food again. To smell the smells of China, even though they make my tummy turn. To go back and enjoy where Ruthie was born and really enjoy the sights and sounds. To go and be united with Sarajune.

We don't know when we will go to China. We may not ever go. We still say we have about 2-3 years more to wait. I think it's optimistic.

We have an opportunity to do some fun traveling in the early summer with Daniel's siblings, their spouses and his parents. I started out a little uptight about the whole thing. Why? Because of how easy it is to plan an adventure like this and have all the details squared away when I don't have any control over when I will have a baby. It really sucks. But. I am starting to get excited about the opportunity. If we have a baby before then, we won't be able to go. So. I am getting more and more excited to go. Maybe we won't get to go.

Flashback Friday.

This flashback goes back exactly 8 years. Exactly. I had recently found out I was expecting Sam. On this particular morning, like many mornings, I was in the bathroom hurling. Isaac was on the couch watching Blue's Clues. And my phone rang. It was my sister Katie asking if I was watching the news. I wasn't. She told me to turn it on because something was happening. So I did. I saw smoke and people running and reporters, no one knowing what was happening. A second airplane had just flown into the World Trade Center. I asked Katie what was happening and she said she didn't know. Just that airplanes had flown into the building.

I called Daniel, who was at a doctor appointment. I asked him if he knew what was going on. He said they were watching it in the waiting room and things were just confusing. He went into work and they sent everyone home because of the fear of another plane crash.

Daniel and I sat on the couch that day and watched the horror play out. We saw that 2 other planes had crashed. One into the Pentagon and another in a field. That one was in a field because the passengers heard about the other flights and took matters into their own hands. There was talk of terrorists. All flights were grounded.

Over the next couple of weeks as the scenes were played over and over and I ducked my head every time I heard an airplane, I was terrified. Not that a plane would come crashing down here on my home, but because I had a little boy and another baby on the way. What was I doing? Why was I bringing these 2 little precious people into an evil and scary world? I spent a lot of days and nights praying and thinking and losing hope of being able to keep my children safe.

At the end of September, I was still puking a lot and couldn't go to the General Sister's Conference on Saturday night. So I waited until 8pm and watched it in my jammies on my couch. Sister Sherry Dew spoke. I don't remember what she said. I only remember the peace I felt in having a family. I knew that my children needed me to be the best mom I could be. I needed to provide a safe and loving home where they could be raised in the Gospel. I knew that I was the right person to bring these 2 children into the world. Every year I flashback to the moment I saw the horror in New York. And every year I am reminded of my role as a mother and wife. I am grateful that I have been blessed with my family. I am grateful to live in a country founded on Liberty. I am grateful for the men and women who serve our country so that we can continue to partake in that Liberty and to help other nations come closer to grasping it. I mourn the many who lost their lives 8 years ago. Whether because they were in the buildings or airplanes when they crashed or they ran in to save as many as they could and lost their lives in the process.

Have a wonderful Friday and may we never forget the many who have sacrificed so we can enjoy such a beautiful day!

My Garage Woes.

This morning 2 ugly guys came to replace the springs on the garage door. I'm sure they're not ugly on a permanent basis. But they came at 9am and I only got into certain attire to keep things from a-flappin' because I heard the truck pull up. They called Daniel to tell him they were here right before they rang the door bell. Ugly.

They put 2 brand spankin' new springs on. Beautiful. Then the guy said that because we had lifted the door while it was still hooked up, the teeth were worn and the door was slipping. He said it could last for months, days, a year. So we put the door up then down then up. I paid them. They left. I closed to door.

Time for a run to the store...I press the snazzy door opening button and it didn't open. Ruthie screamed and ran in the house thinking it was going to be like last week's scene. The teeth slipped and now we really need another opener. Darn.

It was running so wonderfully for the morning. So my van is in the driveway again. This time it's because I can't reach the door to pull it down when we leave. I'm short. I need a tall step stool. Nevermind. Emergency fund, here we come. Mama needs a new garage door opener!

A Pain In My Nose.

I apparently have allergies. I don't know to what. It's whatever is most prominent right now. I'm too lazy to find out. I was out in the garden the other night with Daniel and by the time we got in the house I was sneezing by brain cells away. Seriously. So I took a little pill meant to help with that kind of stuff. I still sneezed. And it's a 24 hour pill. So I had to suffer all day yesterday as I sneezed incessantly all day!!! Did I say all day twice? Yes. I did. It was a long and sneezy day.

So these are my friends lately...

My problem lies, not in the fact that I sneeze all day, but that I have to cross my legs every time I sneeze. You know. There's the whole pee your pants thing when you have babies and then get old. So, needless to say, I walk around with my legs crossed. All day. And still have to run to the bathroom quickly! And it's oh so cute, too. Daniel just laughs. And Ruthie has asked several times why I need to stand like that when I sneeze. Oh, just you wait my darling girl.

Does anyone know what's out there right now? Tell it to go away.

Please!

The Quote Quota.

Okay. I know I have put this thing off for quite some time. And then I forgot about it. Then I just (seriously Just) remembered it. The quote thingy a couple of weeks ago. Are you dying to know what the quotes were from? Or did you forget too?

Yeah, well. Here are the answers...

"Stat! Stat means now!" The Office

"Your pits are entirely tolerable." Jimmy Neutron

"And whoever said that orange was the new pink was seriously disturbed." Legally Blond

"Red, yellow and blue. Each one has a message for you and me. Each is a symbol true." Primary Colors song from the Children's Song Book

Jen, Katie and Laurie got one or 2 of them. I already rewarded Katie and Laurie. Jen, we ate your reward. Sorry. I will be swinging by one day this week with a new reward.

Make A Meal Monday.

Happy Monday to you all. It's not quite 10am and I'm getting Make A Meal on. I'm pretty proud of myself. Here's what I'm doing today. I'm offering a twofer. Is that how you spell it? I don't know. But the point is, I'm going to give you two recipes/meals today. They are small and easy, yet taste yummalicious!

Chicken Salad Sandwich

Cook and shred chicken breasts. Chop a couple stalks of celery and a few green onions. Put it all in a big bowl and add enough mayo to make it good. Add some salt to taste. Then put it on a croissant. That's the only way to eat this salad. On a croissant.
It's so good you might even put it on bread when you run out of croissants! Simple. Elegant. Delicious. Perfect for an afternoon lunch with friends.

Hash Browns

When you have long rows of potato plants, you have to get creative. This is something my dad made all the time when we were kids. Grab some potatoes. Shred them on a cheese grater. Put them in the microwave for a couple of minutes. Melt butter on a skillet or in a non stick pan. Set the potatoes on the butter and let them sizzle away until they are golden and as crisp as you like.

We made some this morning with some eggs and Costco tortillas for burritos, along with honeydew from the garden. I would have a picture of the gloriousness, but alas, I didn't get one until all the burritos were gone, all the honeydew was gone and all the hashbrowns were gone. Then I found Ruthie's plate after she had abandoned what she couldn't fit in her belly.

Thank you Ruthie, for not finishing your seconds so mom could get a picture!

Enjoy your Labor Day and may all your labors be fruitful!

A Day In The Life.

Monday...My good friend Amie asked me to shop and decorate a bedroom in her house for her mom, who was moving in. I spent Monday morning shopping and afternoon setting up. This is the spot of beauty. The rest of the room looked good too. But this was my fav!

Ruthie also started Kindergarten and made me a free woman for 3 1/2 hours a day!

Tuesday...New sheets. We order our sheets on line and have to get extra deep pockets for our mattress. These are chocolate 1000 thread count sheets. Yes, luxurious! One more reason to go to bed at night!
Wednesday...With a little time to myself each afternoon I made sure I got some Rocky Road ice cream from the Schwans guy. I have been putting milk in my ice cream since I started babysitting a particular family when I was 11. They got me hooked!

Thursday...Leanne and Mila came to visit and she gave me bottles. I now need a baby to feed with them. This was also the day the garage spring broke...

Friday...Which leads me to this. My front door. I think it's inviting, but I really prefer going in through my filthy garage door. I also like the privacy of taking my McDonald's lunch in through the garage so the whole neighborhood doesn't see my lunch habits. We also realized when we got home late Saturday night that moths like to hang out by our porch light and like to fly in our faces when we are trying to quickly unlock the front door!

Saturday...Meme's 80th birthday celebration. Meme is my grandma, but we've never called her grandma. We had dinner and cake and I won a prize with 2 of my sisters for knowing the most about her. The picture is dark. I know. I keep hoping it will spur My Love into investing in a better camera. So I won't apologize!

Sunday...Today we went to a nephew's baby blessing. I didn't get any pictures. So I thought I'd put this on to get your mouths watering for Make a Meal tomorrow.

Hope your week was splendid!

What Do You Do When The Garage Door Breaks?

And school starts in less than 10 minutes? And your hubby is an hour away and can't come fix it? And your only vehicle is trapped inside? And your kids are teary eyed from fear? Well, here's what I did. After my kids were scared out of their skin because the spring broke, Loudly!, and then started making noise that could rival a rocket launch, I ran my boys out the door to RUN to school. Here's the seemingly harmless contraption...

Doesn't look too bad until you look at the ginormous spring. What ginormous spring you ask?
That ginormous spring! It had Isaac and Ruthie running in the house screaming, and poor Sam, who was already in the van, hunched down with tears in his eyes, asking, "Is it over?"
As I ran down the street in my flip flops, trying to catch my boys to make sure they were okay, I really tried to hide the tears coming down my face as many people passed and waved. Hello!!

As I yelled down the street to my boys to get to school as fast as they can and to just walk home, my gallant neighbor rode up in his big red truck. He got my boys, drove them to school and then came back to my house and lifted the ginormously heavy garage door and held it there so I could get my van out.

And yes, I was crying!
I thought it would be a good time to release toxins from my body!

Then I called the school to have them check on my boys to make sure they were okay. I cried again. The lady said, "What Happened??" I began to explain that the garage door broke and then I felt a little dumb to have to explain something seemingly trivial while sobbing on the phone. At least someone should have gotten hurt or died or something. Just kidding!

Thank you, Amie and Jeff, for saving me!

My boys were fine.
We all went to get a donut and soda after school. We needed some serious therapy.

We need a new garage door opener. And possibly a new garage door. Isn't 10 years the limit for stuff like that? And I also need new blinds on one of my windows. It won't open. And in my state, I need as much sunshine as possible.

And a diet pepper! And a donut.

Happy.

I went to Costco on Saturday for TP. Meaning I got Tp, chicken nuggets, bathroom cups, string cheese, lunch chips and roasts. And tortillas. I'm so happy. I just made some tortillas for my lunch. Wait! It's only 10:20 am. It's a snack. Yummy. They make me happy. So I thought I would blog about how happy I am. I'm happy.

But there are some other things that make me happy. And some things that are just weird. And some things that gross me out. So since I have your attention, I thought I'd share some of those things with you.

• Costco tortillas make me happy.
• N*ked taco night makes me happy.
• I really hate that french fries are fattening. If they weren't, I'd be more happy.
• I got diet Mt Dew yesterday and thought it would make me happy. It didn't. It just made me think about the stomach flu. Gross.
• There are some people who shouldn't be on HDTV. It's just weird.
• I think people who pay to have acrylic toe nails put on are weird. Really weird. I mean, how do you wear closed toed shoes with claws? I just don't get it. It's weird.
• I have naturally curly hair. It looks like a bad perm sometimes. I'm happy when I have a good curly hair day. I wish I could be happy more often!
• The potatoes from my last Make A Meal make me really happy. They also make Ruthie really happy.
• I always think it's weird when people ask if I have Diabetes "really bad". You mean like when you have a crush on someone really bad? Or you have the stomach flu really bad? It doesn't work like that. Some things just make me laugh. Not happy. Just laugh.
• Rocky Road ice cream makes me happy.
• My family is weird.
• My family makes me the happiest.

So there you go. I can't think of anything else right now. I need to go make me another tortilla. They make me happy!

Have a happy day!

Make A Meal Monday...On Tuesday.

I know, I know. It's Tuesday and I am just now doing make a meal. I had a very busy day yesterday. At least I got the first day of school for Ruthie girl. Here's a make a meal you're gonna love! Seriously! Love!

Got Potatoes?

Well, if you do, you can make this...

Scalloped Potatoes

I got the recipe from my sister in law, Jennifer. It's to die for!

Mmmm...
You need:
Potatoes, sliced thinly and placed in a 9x13 baking dish.
8 tsp or cubes of chicken base or bouillon, sprinkled over potatoes.
1 pint of whipping cream poured over the whole shebang.
Put in the oven at 350 for about an hour or until the potatoes are cooked.
You won't be disappointed!
Believe me!
You will love this.
I am making it again tonight.

Yummy!