Country life and living in it... surviving the drought...

Today I got up and made a breakfast of scrambled eggs, bacon and fruit for my family. Kiddos need a good start for their day and so does my big ol' Polish husband. As I was doing the dishes/getting the kids ready/getting laundry in/getting backpacks and snacks ready/splitting the atom/world peace/ really finding Waldo/curling Jillian's hair..... at some point Dave feels the need to tell me that when he woke up BEFORE the sun came up (why anyone in their right mind would get up that early is BEYOND me... unless they needed to move cattle or get to the hospital for a lobotomy) anyway.... he heard a pack of coyotes.... taking over a cow. And yes.... Dave in his rather large sense of dramatics made all the sounds.

Oh.yes.he.did.

So.. my day has been a little "tainted' so to speak as a result. I know in the lyrics of my FAVORITE song writer.... Elton John... "The Circle of Life" does come to mind... but serious... how about that cow today? I am sooo not feeling it Elton. Not.at.all.

I LOVE animals. Heck... we are Stray City out here. In fact, after said cow met his demise there was this beautiful black and white kitten in our pasture chasing butterfiles. It was awesome. Ok... so awesome for me to open my back door and yell out "kitty kitty!!!!"???? Umm... not so much. If I did that... I would be the crazy cat woman at 42 and my husband would leave me and they would eventually take away my children.

I.give.up.

So... in true LOVING memory of said cow..... I prepared tonight.... pepper steak. AGAIN. Ok... sue me... the ONLY dang thing growing in my useless overgrown garden is bell peppers. Oh and BTW... hello Rain Gods... serious? Drought City Baby...

I prepared it with Jasmine rice which is super yummy! :)





















For dessert... homemade cherry pie. (I really only married my husband for his serious perfect pie crust. It's truly wicked) I made my ever so famous homemade yummy whipped cream!



Side note.... I can NEVER eat cherry pie without singing in my head "She's my Cherry Pie" by Warrant. It's my sickness since the late 80's. I hate that the lead signer Jani Lane died this year. I had the awesome chance to meet this band in person and spend some time on their tour bus in 1989. I was a mere impressionable 20 years old. The band and their roadies and manager where absolute gentlemen. In fact, they asked my girlfriend and I to continue their tour with them. I am not kidding when I say... they were total gentleman. I chose not to go... for now reasons I regret... I did not know how to explain this to my parents if I went.... even though I was living on my own an hour away from them. I was always a family girl.

Regrets? Frank Sinatra... You betcha Frankie..... I have had a few....