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I'm a full-time wife and mom of two adorable boys. When I'm not busy trying to keep up with them I enjoy photography, traveling, planning parties and a little bit of reading.

In February of 2008 I was diagnosed with an incurable terminal lung illness, though God promised me a full and complete healing. While we wait for His timing, we're taking it one day at a time, and standing in awe of how God's using all of this for His glory. The tough road we've traveled has given us a new perspective on the fragility of life. Memories are more important to us than ever before. The goal of this blog is to share some of our family life - the ups and downs, the joys and probably some of the pains as well. It's mostly meant as a personal journal of sorts, but you're welcome to share in it. We'd like to take this opportunity to say ...

WELCOME TO THE FEITNER ADVENTURE!

Friday, August 21, 2009

June Cleaver

June Cleaver doesn't have anything
on me!

I had planned to make shepherd's pie for dinner tonight. This morning I thawed my meats. Then this afternoon I browned the sausage. I browned the lean beef. I put them in my casserole dish. I seasoned them and covered them with cheese. I scrubbed and rough-cut my red-skinned potatoes. I put them in a pot of beautifully boiling water. And while they cooked I cleaned up the kitchen.

... And then, halfway through the dishes, I suddenly realized ...

I left the hand-mixer in the kitchen when we de-cluttered to put the house on the market - but I packed the beaters! I also packed the potato masher and wanna-be food processor. OOPS!!! But without skipping a beat - I decided that as a WOMAN I would rise to the challenge.

So, I pulled out my largest mixing bowl, and my favorite wooden spoon (handmade in Zambia!). You can see where this is going - that's right - I mashed and seasoned 2.5 pounds of potatoes BY HAND - thank you very much!

[My Grandma would have been so proud!]

And Aaron (bless his heart) even commented that my impromptu hand-mashed mashed potatoes were absolutely delicious ... as he licked the spoon and spatula!

I AM WOMAN - HEAR ME ROAR!

1 comment:

Beth said...

Oh my goodness. You should roar. Your arms are going to be sore! Nicely done :).