The Queen of Leftovers - Breakfast Meat

As you may have previously read, I hate food waste. It makes me really upset to throw away food. I get this from my mother. So, I like to get creative with my leftovers, and make a point of using them up.
Last night, Grant and I ate at a local restaurant. He had some kind of manly breakfast platter boasting 3 kinds of meat - ham, bacon, and sausage. It also came with biscuits and gravy and hash browns. He definitely had leftovers. As you may have also previously read, I love cooking leftovers.
So, this morning, I wanted to use that meat up for breakfast, because I love hot breakfast on the weekends. I looked in the fridge and also noticed some green onions that need to be eaten, so I chopped a few up.

Lastly, I took out some canned biscuits and prepared them to normal package directions.

I arranged the meat, the little bit of hash browns, and the green onions in a pan on medium heat. This is pretty simple, I just turned the items periodically until everything was well-heated. The meat had plenty of grease in it, so I didn't add any oil to the pan. In my opinion, reheating it on the stove has better results than using the microwave.

Voila! I served this on the table with a little butter and jam for the biscuits, and it was really good.

Now, readers, what do you think about a leftover cooking blog? Should I branch "The Queen of Leftovers" into its own blog? Should I keep it as a weekly feature here on Good Morning, Sunshine? Tell me what you think in the comments.

Cheapskate Confessions #1: Gift Wrap

This past week, my lovely and talented brother, Kevin, turned 20. Seems like just yesterday I was changing his diapers...

Anyhow, I bought him some aviator shades. He works as a sign waver and needs lots of protection from the blazing Nevada sun. I was lucky to get a few pairs of glasses for gifts at a going-out-of-business sale for the kiosk I worked at last Christmas.

In my family, gift wrap has never been a terribly serious situation. Since there is no pressure to make something look spectacular, I can be a bit on the frugal side! :) To make things even easier on me, I reuse things like tissue paper, gift bags, and ribbons. And I am not above removing the ribbons from things such as Victoria's Secret shopping bags to reuse later. Those particular ribbons are the perfect length for what I am about to show you.

 Small Gift Wrapping for Dummies and/or Cheapskates

 

You need: a small gift, two sheets of tissue paper, and a ribbon Just place the gift in the center of the tissue and pull the paper up around it, like you're putting your hair into a ponytail, and hold it tight with your fingers. Be sure not to wrap it too tightly, or you risk breaking whatever you are trying to wrap and/or ripping your tissue paper.
 
 Next, take your ribbon and tie into a little bow around the top of the gift. I try to leave a little tail sticking out of the bow to make it easy for the recipient to open the gift.

 

You can now proudly present your gift to the lucky recipient, knowing that you wrapped it yourself in a method that is both frugal AND eco-friendly! I hope they love it! Kevin loved his sunglasses!

 

 Thanks so much for stopping by!

 What do you do to reduce your cost and footprint at gift-giving time?

Adventures in Avoiding High Fructose Corn Syrup

Yesterday, Grant and I went grocery shopping. We got some ice cream, and Grant wanted some chocolate sauce to put on top. HOWEVER, all of that stuff has High Fructose Corn Syrup (HFCS) as the first or second ingredient. Yuck!

Disappointed, we walked on, but then, Grant had a smart idea and took off at a surprisingly fast pace toward THE BAKING AISLE.

"Follow me!" he said, "I have an idea!"

Grant is SERIOUS about his chocolate. So I knew he had a good plan. We get to the baking aisle, and he grabbed a bag of chocolate chips! Yes, they cost more. But guess what? No HFCS! Hooray! Our journey toward eating more naturally continues!

Tell me, what little victories have you enjoyed lately?

Don't Trash It, Fix It!

Hello again!

The other day, as I pulled my sunglasses out of my purse, I made a terrible discovery. My sunglasses had lost a screw!

:(

Now, I have had these particular glasses for a long time. I COULD have just chucked them and bought a new pair for pretty cheap. But I didn't want to. For one, I really like these sunglasses. Additionally, all that had really happened was a screw had gone missing. I knew I could easily find an eyeglass kit and replace the screw.

Fixing what we can is the ultimate middle finger to the culture of consumption. It's a way of rejecting the status quo. And it is SUCH an empowering feeling. Seriously, successfully repairing something provides a unique kind of boost.

It is also good for the Earth. Now, rather than fossil fuels being processed into plastic, a factory turning the plastic into glasses, spewing pollution into the air, and all the transportation required to facilitate this, I bought a repair kit that can be used to fix this exact problem 9 times, AND saved my favorite sunglasses from the landfill.

Here is my kit, purchased from Dollar Tree. Other sources of such kits include grocery stores, optometrist offices, and other companies with small giveaways. These little kits are good to have around. I plan to keep mine in my sewing kit.

This kit contains 3 tiny screwdrivers (1 phillips and 2 flatheads), a cute little magnifying glass, a lens cloth, 9 screws, 2 replacement nose pads, 4 stick-on comfort cushions, and 2 "plastic starters." (I have no idea what those are for. Do you?) All of that in a cute little box.

Fixing the glasses was pretty easy once I got the arm positioned such that I could place the screw. I didn't even use the magnifying glass. They are now as good as new, although all of this fixing has me thinking that I might want to touch up the chips on the frame with nail polish!

Take a look!

Thanks for stopping by. Have you fixed something recently, instead of just replacing it? Tell me your story in the comments!

Wisdom Tooth Update

Hello, Readers!

Today is Sunday, the 6th day after my wisdom tooth surgery. I am doing much better, but not 100% yet. This is my last day of antibiotics. I have been off the prescription painkillers for almost 3 days! Very moderate soreness is now being treated with an over the counter pain killer as needed. I even ate pizza yesterday. 2 whole slices.

However, I really must complain express my concern about my lingering tongue numbness. The left side of my tongue has been numb since the surgery, and, even weirder, I have had a really odd feeling at the left base of my tongue, like a ball is wedged back there or something. It makes swallowing awkward and I feel it all the time. It doesn't actually hurt but it is annoying and distracting and strange.

The funny thing about the nerve damage is that, before the surgery, the doctor reviewed x-rays with us. He showed us the nerve and it's relation to the tooth, and predicted no nerve trouble at all. Hmm.

So now, I have to wait and see if it will go away. I really hope it does.

And now, Readers, I leave you. We are going to Lowe's to look at some goodies for our indoor and outdoor gardens. :)

Wisdom Teeth and Preparedness

Last week, I went in for a dental cleaning and x-rays. My insurance would be running out shortly and I knew I really needed to go in. I was extremely anxious about it, since I haven't been to a dentist in many years. You see, the last time I went to a dentist, the hygienists were so rude and I was just another number to the dentist. They all treated me as if I wasn't good enough to be in their chair. Grant and his family assured me that their dentist was excellent and they could squeeze me in on short notice.
So on Thursday, there I went. I was pleasantly surprised that my teeth had only 2 cavities that I would need filled. The hygienist did a "rough cleaning" on my teeth and I need to go back in soon for a finer cleaning. However, my wisdom teeth were fully "in" and they all also had cavities.
The receptionist, knowing that my insurance would be running out on the 7th, was kind enough to call the local oral surgeons and found an open appointment for Monday. Yikes.
This dentist office is fantastic. If you live in Reno and need caring dental professionals, I can't recommend Sala Family Dentistry enough. They are fantastic.
So, yeah. We definitely could have been more prepared for that. Which is why I am writing today. This wasn't exactly an emergency medical situation, but everyone should be prepared for such a thing. You see, even though I had dental insurance, the oral surgeon required a 10% down payment when I came in for the extractions. Luckily, we had plenty in savings and all was well. As a young woman, sometimes it is hard to choose between a great sale at Macy's and padding the old savings account. But I chose correctly frequently enough to make this procedure happen with no effect on our day-to-day lives.
However, when it comes to food, we could have been better prepared... Once I arrived home from the surgery, Grant and my darling brother, Kevin, carried me up the stairs to bed. And while I slept, Grant had to go shopping for soft foods, as well as pick up my prescriptions. They even let him pick up my vicodin. I didn't know that was legal, but apparently, it is. Anyhow, a few jars of applesauce and some boxes of Jello would have been a big help to us this week.
I can only imagine Grant bustling around the grocery store, hoping I'm not at home, starving to death. Luckily, any kind of medication hits me like a sack of bricks, and I slept for several hours.
And, TMI alert, I woke up with blood everywhere... In my hair, on my pillow, on my ice pack and my clothes. Yuck! Since all I wanted to do for the first day was lie in bed and sleep, having a spare set of cold-weather sheets would have been smart. But we didn't, so I had to wait, awake, out of bed, while they got clean.
Readers, learn from my mistakes! I am on the road to recovery and have managed to eat some solid foods, if they are in small pieces.
Have a great day and thanks for stopping by.

On Valentine's Day and Romance

Hello readers! Long time no chat! Today is Valentine's Day! I came home from taking Dad's cat, Whiskers, to the vet, to find some lovely flowers from Grant! I added them to the vase that is holding the flowers he got me late last week. Yes, you heard me. In the past week, Grant has doubled the number of times he has brought me flowers.

The irises are from today, everything else is "vintage" from last week!

I was thinking about romance today, and where we learn our romantic preferences. You see, I love getting flowers and other little gifts. It really brightens my day. I think I learn this from my Mom's relationship with my Stepdad. Stepdad is really romantic. He and my mom celebrated all kinds of anniversaries. 1 month. 6 months. 18 months. All of that. And sometimes, he would bring her balloons or flowers for NO REASON. When he decided to propose to my mom, he went all out. He and Mom love going to concerts together. They went to one up in Tahoe, although I forget who was performing. After the show, they went outside and saw a limo.
"Let's see who they're waiting for," he said, "it could be someone famous!"
The limo was waiting for THEM. In the limo was a bouquet of roses. They rode around the lake and stopped at a few beaches. At one of the beaches, he proposed with a huge diamond solitaire ring. Of course, she said yes. That was almost 12 years ago, and they are happily married and have 2 adorable kids together.

My romantic reality is much different. And I am okay with that, but it took some getting used to. When I wanted to celebrate our 2 month anniversary, Grant said something along the lines of
"Woman! How many anniversaries do you need?!"
Oookay.
And I already told you guys about flowers.
But Grant is romantic in his own way. He likes to do things around the house to show he cares. He fixes things that I didn't even know COULD be fixed. It was not what I expected, but this is his type of romance. It took some adjusting, for sure, but I have grown to appreciate his own variety of romantic gestures.
When he proposed, it was uniquely "us," and decidedly unflashy. We watched a total lunar eclipse at midnight, out in front of the mall (I had just gotten off of work in the mall and there wasn't time to go anywhere else before the eclipse started). He made some cute/corny astronomy-themed statements about our relationship, and presented me with a beautiful floral ring made of blue and white sapphires. It was hardly my mother's proposal, but it was everything I could have asked for and so much more. It was perfect for us.