…because I am seriously Sleepy and I was afraid the grammatical and spelling errors would be compounded by an even more reduced state of brain function. My husband and I were only able to take a few catnaps last night with the baby’s asthma attacks.
In the meantime, the baby will not let me put him down. I have a half made bed, I was going to make Jeanetta’s Portuguese Muffins because she was kind enough to adapt the recipe to the bread machine. I am just sitting here trying to keep him calm and happy.I have a cute story about last night’s dinner…
Peony gave me a recipe for a chicken stir fry dish called “Singing Chicken”. The dish is yummy and calls for hot peppers. I love hot peppers. I am not sure if it is just me because I was raised on spicy food, or because I am just not as allergic to hot peppers as some, but I do not really notice if something is really hot.
I prepared the dish with the standard wimpy two chile peppers. I used jalapenos, because again, they are not spicy to me. A good, spicy pepper is a Jamaican Scotch Bonnet (or habanero). Now that’s a pepper.
My family did not agree with my assesment that last night’s dinner it had a slight “kick” to it. My husband told me his face went numb, my daughter kept refilling glasses of milk, but the two youngest turned red and had their tongues hanging out of their mouth. It was too cute. No I am not into torturing babies with hot peppers, but as a Mom everything babies do is so adorable. The funny thing is (kids after my own heart) they ate seconds.