Recipe #2

I've been a slacker on the recipe thing, but here's the next one, finally. This is a favorite of my entire family. My mom made something similar when I was little, but we never really had a name for it. My kids always call it chicken pillows, chicken rolls, or chicken biscuits. I guess it could be called chicken in a biscuit, like the cracker. Anyway, here it is.

Chicken Pillows
2 chicken breasts (or turkey) (cooked and shredded or chopped)
1 8oz container of neufchatel (or cream cheese--neufchatel has less fat)
3 Tbsp milk
1/4 c. green onions or chopped yellow or white onions, or less, depending on taste
1/2 c. grated cheese (we use cheddar)
1/4 tsp garlic powder

2 packages of refrigerated biscuit dough (or homemade biscuit dough works, too)

Optional:
1/4 c. butter/margarine, melted
3/4 c. cracker crumbs

Mix cream cheese (neufchatel) and milk with a beater until soft; add onions, chicken, garlic and grated cheese.

Flatten biscuits; place 2 Tbsp of chicken mixture on a biscuit, cover with another biscuit and seal edges; continue with remainder of filling and biscuits. You should end up with 10 chicken pillows. (If you have leftover filling, it makes great chicken salad sandwiches!)
Dip the chicken pillows in melted butter/margarine and roll in crumbs. Place on cookie sheet and bake at 400 degrees for 15-20 minutes, or until golden brown all over. Serve with chicken or turkey gravy poured over the top of chicken pillows. (For less fat, don't do the crumb/butter coating)
You can also use turkey--it's a great way to use leftovers from Thanksgiving for something different.

Dale and I in our hippie days....

Ok, so Dale and I were never Hippies, nor do we ever plan on being such, but I was looking through some old pictures and found this one and thought it was funny. We look so young and hairy and I thought you all would enjoy seeing it, too. (The baby in the picture is Kydee; I think this was taken around August 2001).

Relief Society

I went to a Relief Society (women's church group) enrichment meeting the other night and came home with this:

Yes, you saw that right--I got a bruise the size of my hand at an enrichment meeting. It's on the outside of my upper right thigh. I almost didn't put a picture because I had to show a lot of skin, but I wanted everyone to see the actual damage. Aren't the colors pretty?

We were playing a scavenger hunt-type game where we had to find certain items from our purses and run them up to the front of the room before everyone else. I ran into a table, but I made it up there first (barely) and our team won! It hurt really bad for a couple of days, but now it just looks really pretty. Who knew Relief Society could be so dangerous?!