Parmesan Pepper Seasoned French Fries Recipe

Parmesan Pepper Seasoned French Fries Recipe at ASlobComesClean.com

This isn’t really a recipe. It’s more of a What I Did post.

But I had to share. My family insisted.

I’ve seen recipes online for french fries tossed in stuff. I’m sure that information was hiding in the depths of my brain when it burst forth without specifics this summer.

Basically, this is a “recipe” born out of guilt. Out of one too many evenings when all cooking inspiration had been washed away during that afternoon’s trip to the local pool.

Rather than serve plain old frozen french fries one more time, I decided to spice them up.

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I placed the hot, just-baked fries into a large bowl, sprinkled them liberally with parmesan, semi-liberally with pepper and significantly-less-liberally with salt.

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I tossed.

I served.

I feigned modesty as my family declared these the best fries they’ve ever eaten. I nodded demurely as they begged me to make them again soon.

I pretended to shush them when they bragged about them to their friends.

Seriously, people. This is so super easy and so crazy good.

An easy (and delicious) twist on frozen french fries at ASlobComesClean.com

--Nony

Back on Track: The Constant Battle Against my Delusions of “Normal”

Getting Back on Track after Summer at ASlobComesClean.com

I’m not normal. I know that.

But I still live with this delusion that someday, Normal will happen. Specifically, that my life will be normal.

That I’ll get a routine figured out and that routine will work for the rest of my life. The rest of my entire life. No adjustments needed.

I know better. Really, I do. But I still struggle with this delusion.

My oldest is now in Jr. High. 7th grade. And as of 6:30 this yesterday morning, his life dream has been realized. He’s playing football.

This year will be like no other I’ve had as a parent, and there is no going back.

Did you catch the 6:30 a.m. thing? Did you feel sorry for me? O.K. good.

I have to find a new normal. A new temporary normal.

Last winter, I started working out at 5 a.m. That was a new routine for me, but it worked. I’d gotten used to it and honestly . . . I liked it. I especially liked how working out when I’d normally be sleeping added time to my day. I would get home at 6:05, drink my coffee and do my Bible study time. I loved being done with those two REALLY important things before my kids even got out of bed.

But that much-loved version of Normal is over.

Yesterday morning, I came home at 6:05, awakened my 12yo, helped him find his socks (that he was sure he’d put out the night before) and then looked at the clock and realized it was time to GO.

Coffee? Schmoffee.

I’m not complaining one tiny bit. I’m just taking a deep breath and talking to myself and trying to slosh my way through until we figure out how this new (but temporary) Normal will work.

Because even when Normal happens, it doesn’t last long.

So here’s

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I interrupt this post about how Normal never happens to me to share what made me stop writing with that “So here’s” up there.

Broken Arm on the VERY First Day of School atASlobComesClean.com

Right. At 10:15, in the middle of writing my first post after my summer break from blogging, the school called. It seems some crazy kid had injured his arm while playing Wall Ball in the very first recess of his fifth grade year. The nurse was concerned it might be broken.

She was right.

So my “back on track” day was completely derailed and I spent the rest of it at doctors’ offices.

BUT, I’m still proud of the things I did before 9:30 AM.

Getting back on track means cleaning up the kitchen. During summer’s survival mode, I ran the dishwasher. Almost everyday.

And emptied it. Pretty much everyday.

So that before picture at the top of the post? It could have been soooo much worse.

Notice that dishwasher is empty. And dishes AREN’T piled higher than the top of the faucet.

That’s a victory, folks. Because as long as “cleaning the kitchen” only means putting away the things I’ve left out and straightening and such, it’s takes at least 75% less time to “clean the kitchen” than it does when I have to wash every dish we own.

Lickety-split, the kitchen looked like this:

After Minimal Time Cleaning the Kitchen at ASlobComesClean.com

Is it perfect? Nope. Is this mama happy? Yep!!

But the best part is that I got to enjoy the benefits of time spent getting back on track. When we finally got home from our day of x-raying and casting, I made dinner. And it wasn’t stressful. When the counters are clear, it’s so much easier to throw something together.

It’s also easier (and more natural) to clean up the tiny bit of mess created while making dinner when the kitchen is already mostly clean.

Yay for understanding routines enough that it’s easy to get back into them!! Because that’s what it’s about. Routines.

Routines keep our house (and me) sane. And routines can be transferred to any schedule. Really. They (OBVIOUSLY) work better with schedules that are a little more predictable, but they are necessary no matter what crazy curveballs this gig called Life throws my way.

Have your kids started school yet? Are your routines falling back into place?

If you don’t even know where to start creating routines, 28 Days to Hope for Your Home will get you going. It’s (obviously) written by someone who isn’t perfect. (Me!) And it just happens to be on sale through September 1st! Go here for more info and the discount code!

Oh, and I also made a video:

(If you can’t see it here, go watch on YouTube!)

--Nony

From the Mailbox: The Birthday Candle Decluttering Dilemma

Love this decluttering story from one of you! Oh, and the e-book she mentions about decluttering? It just happens to be on sale right this very minute!
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I finished reading your book about decluttering a month or so ago. One of the tips about “would I know I had this if I needed it in the future” came into play today. We just had a party for my 4 kids’ ages 8, 5, 3, and 1. I was about to wash and store the candles until that thought popped in my mind.

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Then I asked myself… Am I willing to hold on to these for a minimum of 2 years (or 3) until the next child in line turns that age?

Will my then 8 yo BOY want a purple glittery candle?

Will my then 10 or 11 yo GIRL want mis-matched number ’1′s on her cake?

Will my then 5 and 3 yo BOYS want the same colors their older brother wanted? Who knows?

But the candles were .97 each.

I’ll just toss these and spend another 4 bucks on candles next year, and probably from now on. Thanks for having a brain like mine, and sharing so openly about how to make it more ‘normal-ish’.

Adding this decision to my list of ‘Things Normal People Don’t Worry About’.

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Go here to read about the decluttering question she’s talking about. Or just get the e-book. It’s on sale.

--Nony
--Nony

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