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Friday, March 27, 2009

Friday Fare!

Mrs. Nurse Boy here.

The letter writing is over. At least for this week. Nurse Boy and I think we are surrounded by some pretty strange neighbors (as you could tell by Wednesday's post). We recently came to the conclusion that when you think EVERYONE around you is weird, YOU must be the weird one. So, we realize that we are the weird neighbors on the block since we are certain that everyone else around here defines the word WEIRDO.

To each his own, right?

Or, like the neighbor behind us commented when my husband shared that he was a nurse, "Well, everybody's gotta do something..." (Imagine a smirk as he looked down his nose at my Nurse Boy.)

Yep. Gotta love 'em.

Enough of our neighbors and trees and name calling. And, don't even get me started on the neighbor girl who peers over the privacy fence while we are eating dinner on our patio asking about our meal. Nope. Don't get me started.

On to happier things like dinner. Yum! Tonight is one of my favorites.

Oven Ranch Chicken
1/3 cup plain bread crumbs
1 (0.4 oz.) pkg. dry buttermilk ranch dressing mix
1/3 cup light sour cream
4 boneless, skinless chicken breast halves

1. Combine bread crumbs and salad dressing mixin a shallow dish. Place sour cream in another shallow dish.
2. Dip chicken in sour cream, coating well. Roll coated chicken in bread crumb mixture and place on greased cookie sheet.
3. Bake at 375 degrees for 30 to 35 minutes.

If you want to go all out, this stuff is great with mashed potatoes.

We aren't sharing any of this with our neighbors tonight. I'm just saying...

6 comments:

3 Peas in a Pod said...

I no like your neighborhood. My neighbors are seriously the nicest people who would do anything for you. I'm afraid to move because I know more neighborhoods are like yours than mine.

I really can't believe your neighbor said that to Nurse Boy. How rude. Some of the nicest nurses were the male ones when I had all 3 of my kids and there were some serious problems going on at the time. Flip them the bird next time Nurse Boy!! That's a universal sign, right? (I'm really only kidding, I just don't like when people judge others...kind of like I'm doing right now!) :-)


Much love from NJ,
Sue
xoxo

Boy Mom said...

The usual Yum! I love your chicken recipes. I have to make so much of everything that it gets crazy, this recipe sounds fancy enough for Sunday dinner, I'll do the mashed potatoes...well Adorable Hubby is the best mashed potato man in our state so I'll promise favors for him to do it.

Hmmm...apparently I'm in a chatty mood this AM.

I'm still giggling at the neighbors, is the peering over the fence girl the same family as the deadly trees? Another house went up for sale at the end of the cul-de-sac, is that what streets that end in a circle of houses are called? My mid-west lingo is eluding me this AM. To bad you almost have Sweet Pea's room finished, we'd take you in a minute and throw in some tree pruners. And, of course no one weird lives on our street so you would be a welcome addition to odd, crazy, "that family", strange and Who the...

OK, done now!

Mr. and Mrs. Nurse Boy said...

You both crack me up! Thanks for putting a smile on my face first thing this morning. After dropping off the kids this morning while wearing GLOVES and defrosting ICE on my windshield, I wasn't feeling so smiley.

And, no, Boy Mom. That little girl is on the OTHER side. I know, JOY! Wish we could move. You don't even know. First we have to get Nurse Boy through school. Next, praying for big bucks. Just kidding. But, big bucks would be nice. Maybe I am not kidding after all.

:0)

I am feeling chatty as well this morning.

Mrs.

Mother Mayhem said...

Our new neighbors are mostly lil old widow ladies. No trees. ;o)

Mummy McTavish said...

My first thought to comment was "you'll KNOW you are the weird neighbours when all the other neighbours sell up and leave" then I read Boy Mom's comment - looks like hers are doing just that ;)

Then I figured, she'll probably agree so here's my wisdom...

"you'll KNOW you are the weird neighbours when all the other neighbours sell up and leave"

Jonny's Mommy said...

Maybe she's hungry? Yeah, neighbors can be..interesting. I guess it is best to try to give them the benefit of the doubt. Some day I shall regal you with the tale of my neighbor yelling at me about my dog (the size of a cat) taking off after his dog (the size of a ... well, dog.)