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I have a stalker! July 29, 2011

Filed under: Stuff — stepheppichdaily @ 11:22 pm

Dear Stalker,

I’m truly honored that you take time out of your pathetic life to involve yourself so much in mine.  I never knew I was so interesting.

XO,

Stephanie 🙂

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Gorgonzola Lasagna July 25, 2011

Filed under: I love to cook! — stepheppichdaily @ 6:15 pm

Many request for this recipe, so I thought I would share.    It’s one of the best things I’ve ever made, seriously.  It’s not hard, and will impress anyone!

What you will need:

3 Chicken Breasts, sliced thinly

1 small box of mushrooms, cleaned and sliced

1/2 lb of bacon, diced

1 medium onion, diced

Lasagna noodles

1 (80z) heavy whipping cream

1 (6 oz) of Gorgonzola cheese (they sell the containers in the deli)

1 pkg (8 oz) finely shredded mozzarella cheese

Preheat your oven to 350.

Pour the heavy whipping cream into a sauce pan, bring to boil, turn down to medium let simmer, stirring occasionally with a whisk.  You will want the cream to reduce by 1/2.

Cook your lasagna noodles, set aside to cool.

Cook the sliced chicken breasts in a large pan until almost done (barely pink in center) set aside in bowl.  In same pan add the diced bacon and onion, cook until the onions are translucent, drain in small strainer, put in same bowl with chicken.  Take the mushrooms and cook them in the same pan until the mushroom release their liquid, strain.  Put the chicken, onions, bacon, and mushrooms back into the pan.

Once the cream has reduced by 1/2 slowly add your gorgonzola cheese incorporating with a wisk.  The sauce should be creamy and smooth (will cover the back of a spoon.)  Add a dash of parmesan cheese.  Pour the sauce into the pan with the chicken, onions, bacon, and mushroom mixture (leave a little in the sauce pan to put on the bottom of your lasagna pan)

In a 9×13 pan or your favorite lasagna pan add a think layer of the reserved cream sauce to the bottom of the pan – covering pan.  Put down your first layer of lasagna noodles, top with cream mixture, top with a layer of mozzarella cheese.  Repeat process until you have 3-4 layers of lasagna.

Put in oven for 25-30 minutes until the cheese is bubbling on top or slightly golden brown.

Take out of the oven, let rest for 10 minutes, slice and serve!

 

The Audition July 12, 2011

Filed under: I am still learning — stepheppichdaily @ 1:06 pm

You know when you go on an interview, like a job interview, for the first time.  I don’t know about you, but I always get a little queasy.  It’s the unknown really, even though you’re confident in your abilities, and you know you’re qualified, still there is that anxiousness about doing great so you’ll get the job.

Think its bad for you?  It’s worse when it’s your child.  Kameron has been going to theater camp at Roncalli High School for the past three summers.  His first play, “Godspell Junior”, we were all surprised to see him grab the microphone and sing part of a song.  I remember my Dad saying to me “Kambo has found his calling.”   It’s funny, as big of a sports fan I am I would have loved to have an athletic son, but Kameron is just not athletic.  He loves acting, he loves drama…. I wonder where he gets that from?  Anyway, last year they did the play “Honked” he didn’t get a big part in the play, and he was disappointed.  The unwritten rules are they give the older kids the more significant roles, and let the younger ones get their feet wet, so to speak.

When Kameron found out the play they were doing this summer, he was thrilled.  “MOM, they are doing Into the Woods this year at Roncalli!!”  “Into the Woods” is a play that Kameron is very familiar with.  He’s watched the movie, read the book, seen the play at Buck Creek Players, he knows this play.  About a week ago before camp started, he started reading the book again.  He announced “I am going to try out to be the Wolf in the play this year.”  I told him, “well you certainly know the play, but you’ll have to try out for the part just like everyone else.”  Why would he think he would just get it…ok, nevermind.    Yesterday was the first day at camp, I told him to let the power to be know that he has been practicing all summer, and wants to try out for the Wolf part.  When I picked him up yesterday, I asked if he told them that.  “Yes” he said, “try-outs are tomorrow.”  Remember that queasy feeling, it kicked into high gear in that moment.

I made sure he got a good nights sleep, and a good breakfast this morning.  I hugged him and said “you’re going to do a great job, show them what you got kiddo, I’ll see you later.”

There will either be joy or tears around Noon.  Let’s hope it’s not the later.  God, my stomach…

 

My Son, The Toy Hoarder July 7, 2011

Filed under: I am still learning — stepheppichdaily @ 8:44 pm

Did I mention my nephews are in town? If you haven’t noticed, I’ve been posting pictures on Facebook and Twitter.  There ==> That’s William and Kam.

  <==That’s Kai, don’t you want to just pick him up and squeeze him?

My sister and brother-in-law got into town on Monday.  My sister got a job at Marian University and my brother-in-law can work remotely, so after being gone from the Hoosier state for around ten years, they are back home again in Indiana.  Which makes me a very happy camper, I mean, I FINALLY get to spoil my nephews.  Believe me, I’ve been waiting for this opportunity, I’m going to seize it.  Kameron was equally excited, having his cousins around means there is (most of the time) someone to hang out with, someone to play with.  Thinking of my own cousin, I hope they don’t pull the same shenanigans that we did, undoubtedly there will be some.  My claim is that Kameron will never get away with anything, I’ll always be one step ahead, we’ll see.

So back to my toy hoarding son.  The definition of hoarding is “the acquisition of and failure to discard a large number of possessions that appear to be useless or of limited value.”   My son was an only child until I married Mr. D.  He was also the first grandchild to my parents.  He was also the FIRST BOY in my family.  Needless to say, the child wanted for nothing.  It was embarrassing taking clothes to consignment shops with the tags still on them.  Toys that might have been played with once, and replaced the next day or week.  I can’t blame it all on my parents, mostly my mother, I spoiled this kid.  I still have to stop myself sometimes, he’s getting older now, and I want him to appreciate what he has, unlike so many other kids his age that have this sense of entitlement….That’s another blog post.

So the best thing about going to someone elses house when you’re a kid is the toys!  Different peoples stuff is so much more interesting than your own stuff.  So imagine you’re two kids, 8,000 miles away from what you knew as home, and you’re at Cousin Kameron’s house – with Cousin Kameron’s stuff.  Dive right in right? 

Dude this is one drawer thingy.  ONE.  We actually cleaned out some of Kameron’s old “Car’s” toys and gave them away to a friend’s little guy because they haven’t been touched in months, hell, probably years, and we had all of them, the complete set (nothing but the best for Kambo).

So when Will and Kai came over today I opened up the toy drawers and said have at it kiddos!

Thinking nothing about how Kameron might react.  I mean, they’re his cousins.  He’s been really good about sharing, or at least I thought he was.  No big deal right?  Wrong.

Stomping out into the living room Kameron interrupts a very important tweet I was just about to post (kidding).  He said “MOM, they are playing with my stuff.”  Sorta ignoring him, going about my business I said “what stuff?”  “MY STUFF, MY TOYS!”  I laughed, not even looking at him, then there was that awkward silence.  He wasn’t kidding, I glanced up, not happy with my reaction, Kameron let out a heavy sigh (where does he get that) and looked to me for a better answer.

Seriously?  Kameron hasn’t touched these toys that he was so distraught about in who knows how long.  This is first child, only child, syndrome at it’s best.   Finally less distracted and paying attention to his feelings I suggested that he play with them with his toys.  “They are getting (meaning Kai) slobber on them Mom”  I patted him on the shoulder and assured them the slobber would wash off.   Reluctantly, Kameron went back into his room to share his sacred toys.

I was surprised how Kameron reacted, but if I were in his shoes, I probably would have acted the same way.  All is good.  The toys are still in the room, slobber proof.  Wait till I tell Kameron he has to pick up his room….I can hear it now “I didn’t make this mess!”  The joys of parenthood.