How to Have a Stroke

Both children are napping.
Peace.
Quiet.
Breathing at a slow pace.
I am browsing the internet and listening to Pandora Radio from my phone. I put on the classical channel. Enjoying the moment to the max.

::HEY! PANDORA LISTENER!!!...blah blah commercial 5 times louder then the LIGHT LISTENING I was taking in:: 

My heart jumped into my throat as if someone jumped out of my phone into my dining room.

Calm down, Pandora. There are plenty of other radio apps I can choose from. I will let this slide but if you scare me again like that I will be trying out I<3Radio or whatever that app all the young-ins are bopping around to.

Reader, now you may now continue your life even though my throat is still sore from being stretched from my temporary organ misplacement experience.

I butchered a bird like a MasterChef

DH and I love to watch cooking shows and get super hungry doing so.
Masterchef is one of our current favorites. While watching we are always commenting,
   "oh I can so do that!" 
   "What are they thinking?! Apples with turmeric, in THAT dish?! Come on!"
   "What is that? Is that alive?"
   ....you get the idea.

I decided that since I am raising 2 kids under 2 that I should take and put more challenging things on my plate, like recreated things they do or other crazy Pinterest ideas (***Side note: DH hates to go out to eat in a restaurant so if I want something fancy more then 4 - 6 times per year I have to create it myself .... and no darling, Wendys drive thru isn't 'going out to eat').

I found a local farmer from a lower west-side Cleveland farm and bought a few half chickens from her. I love a good free range/hormone free chicken. Below is a picture of my first attempt of butchering my own chicken. I am quite pleased with how it turned out. The breast was cut short and that thigh has seen better days. However, for a first try I think I did fairly well.

I watched a video on YouTube.com to get a grasp on how to this this magic with a knife. I wanted to share the URL, but it has been deleted. Probably had hidden Nazi subliminal messaging in it, like most YouTube videos do. ***Side note: this was butchered with your basic table steak knife. I was unable to get threw the skin (yes, I also removed the skin myself) with the huge butcher knife, so the good old trusty table knife it was.

A week after attempting this I visited the West Side Market in Downtown Cleveland, Ohio. I found beautiful skinned and separated, yet bone in, chicken parts and will be purchasing my parts from them in the future.

Here is a link to the butcher:
 http://westsidemarket.org/vendor/kauffman-poultry/?portfolioID=955

Because my children dont listen to me...

Because my children don't listen to me I will pretend that the internet does!

This is the beginning of a blog that will be more of a space cadet, ADD, hmm, I can see that, why am I still reading this, sort of blog.

:::prances off screen:::