Honey Mustard Barbecue Chicken

We have a special treat this week! We have a guest chef! And it's THEHUSBAND!! That's right, give it up for TheHusband!

At least once a week TheHusband takes over in the kitchen and whips up something delicious. It's usually some form of chicken and his Honey Mustard Barbecue chicken is one of my favorites.

I have to tell you, this is a recipe he's been using since before we met and was the first meal he cooked for me. I also have to be honest and tell you that his chicken is so tasty that I don't even like to make chicken anymore because my pales in comparison. I hope you enjoy his recipe as much as I do!

This is what happens . . .

. . . when TheAnnabelle does the ironing.

"Does it look like I'm finished with the ironing?"

It's her favorite place to hang out while waiting for TheHusband or me to come out of the office. It's high enough that she can stay away from the annoying little brother (aka: TheDexter), yet close enough to the upstairs bathroom so she'll never miss a chance at "drip drips".

Jackpot!!

At least for the kitties. . . 

On Saturday I decided we needed to take drastic measures so TheAnnabelle would let me get some sleep. This meant moving a dresser from the guest room into the master bedroom. When I pulled the dresser away from the wall, this is what I discovered. TheDexter & TheAnnabelle were in kitty heaven. What was included in this treasure? 

- 18 toy mice, in varying states of destruction.

- One pen (that should have been in my purse).

- One shiny fuzzy ball (which are obviously not as important to hide as the mice).

I tried to take a picture of TheDexter rolling around in this stockpile, but everytime I tried he'd run away with one of the mice and wouldn't come back until I put the camera down. I wonder where the new stockpile will be.

Macaroon Nests

This week I tried to think back to my childhood to see if I could come up with a "traditional" family recipe for Easter, but to tell the truth I couldn't think of a single one. Really, the only Easter tradition that I could think of from when I was growing up was that we would get up WELL before the Easter Bunny could have possible been done making his rounds so we could get to church in time to help make and serve the Sunrise Breakfast.

Ahhh, such fond memories of watching my older brothers mopping the floor of the church basement. But that was before the new church, that didn't have a basement, was built. But, I digress. Since I couldn't think of a traditional family recipe I decided to try a twist on an old favorite.

Life as a Dinosaur: Surprising Results

October 2009 - December 2010 - As I was weaned off the drug therapies, surprising things started to happen. I got lots of energy back (not all of it, but a significant amount). I didn't hurt as much and was able to control most flare ups with Celebrex (a prescription strength anti-inflammatory). And while certain joints (lower back, hands, and feet mostly) were still pretty stiff in the morning, most of the time a hot shower was enough to loosen me up and get me on my way.