I stopped by the butcher yesterday to pick up a few things for dinner this week. I’m very excited to say that I no longer have to snort like a pig or flap my arms like a chicken to tell the butcher which type of meat I want.
Yes, I’ve actually done that.
Sometimes you’ve just got to do what you’ve got to do.
I got a pork roast, a few boneless skinless chicken breast, ground pork, and one chicken cut up.
This morning, while preparing our Sunday afternoon lunch, I was washing the cut up chicken to bake when I came across the ugliest, scaliest chicken feet! I had already thrown them away when I thought to take a picture just for you, but I wasn’t going to dig threw the trash that contained nasty diapers from a stomach virus plaguing my family….
enough about that….
Anyway, here is the end result…yummy chicken baking away in my oven. (without feet)
A few weeks ago we had a meeting at the house of one of the members of the church where we minister. We are doing this once a month over the next few months in an attempt to reach the friends and neighbors of those hosting the meeting. It’s a good time of singing, preaching and always food and fellowship afterwards.
The kids seem to be feeling better today. Hopefully that bug is on it’s way out the door!
Thanks for your prayers.