I forgot about my Song of the Day post until this morning. I mentioned that to JFTP. In the interim, I posted, Song of the Day – Mine. But when he did respond, this was what I got. I wasn’t sure what version to post, but chose this one since we are going to Anthrax on Friday! 🤘🏻
Great, GREAT song. He’s not, though. He’s amazing. And I love him.
Today more than most I need to remind myself:
Earth has no sorrow that heaven can’t heal.
Getcha Glam Stadium Rock here!
I just love these guys. They’re a new age Queen meets Rocky Horror; sexy, powerful, and beautiful.
I made JFTP dinner last night. And I nailed it. To be fair, I usually do, but this was something special. Pork tenderloin stuffed with hot Italian sausage, mushrooms, and spinach, wrapped up in bacon. Yeah. Just. Like. That.
Want more? Here you go.
Pork. Stuffed with Pork. Wrapped in Pork.
Or the Pork Trifecta.
- 6-8lb pork tenderloin, trimmed, filleted, and pounded out to 1/4″
- 1lb Italian sausage (I used hot, use whatever you prefer)
- 1/2 cup chopped onion
- 12oz mushrooms, sliced
- 1 5oz carton spinach
- 5 oz parm, shredded
- 1lb bacon
Pre-heat your oven to 350 to get that party started.
Start the sausage over medium heat in a large frying pan. Break it up with your spoon until it’s in medium crumbles.
When it’s about 2/3 done, toss in the chopped onions and mushrooms, cook until onions are translucent and mushrooms are soft.
Throw in spinach and cook until all liquid has evaporated.
While you’re waiting for the stuffing to be done, lay out the strips of bacon and place your pounded out tenderloin on top. Sprinkle with your shredded parm.
Spread the pork/shroom/spinach mixture over the tenderloin…
And roll that mother up.
Let it cook until it’s done. This here isn’t my strong suit, but as long as you’ve got a meat thermometer you’re golden. It’s at least an hour, if that helps. I always turn it up to 450 at the end to crisp up the bacon.
It should look like this:
Let it rest for a good 10 minutes and eat the shit outta that mutha 😃
Oh the music we hear!
I don’t know about you, but music is a huge part of my life. No, I can’t play, not like my amazing guys, but it touches me to my soul. I can feel it throughout and it can bring down the tears, put joy into my heart, give me faith and take away the pain. It’s a wonderful thing.
While we were on our adventures in Milwaukee we stopped at music stores and he played. And played. And played some more. Then we picked up the boys and hit up Heid music in Madison for some more playing. *see the awesomeness below*
He played Cream. As soon as I hit my desk Monday morning I was all over that. Yeah buddy ❤️
2 more days and JFTP and I are going on our first weekend getaway 😀
For Christmas, I got him a pair of tickets to August Burns Red in Milwaukee. I made a list of music stores, record shops, and comic book stores, and together we found art galleries, brewery tours, restaurants, and our hotel. It’s going to be AWESOME!!
I was listening to ABR the other day while I was lifting and this song came on. Love love love.
If I could go up there and talk to God, that would be my question.
Faith can be a finicky thing. Some days I feel like I have all the faith and trust in the world and other days I cannot hold it together, wondering why life has to be so messy.
It is human to doubt and wonder, to wish we knew what was going to happen tomorrow or next week or next year. With technology giving us more information than we could absorb in a lifetime in the palm of our hands, it feels unnatural to not be able to know whatever it is we desire to know.
And if doubt and wonder are human, then it only makes sense that it is Christian to have faith and believe that we don’t always need to know. But being a faith-filled follower is much harder than simply being a human that exists.
As life has been throwing some heart-breaking punches at me lately, I have to find ways to keep believing that He will not let me fail at whatever job it is he has tasked me with. And that no matter what that job is, living a Christ-centered life is where it starts.
So what do I do? Well, here’s where I am starting:
- Pray. And then pray some more. Talking to God is never a bad thing. I remember the last time I gave it all to Him. I ended up finding the man of my dreams. So I fall to my knees.
- Be Grateful. When I see what I have I hope that it will help me focus on what He has given me, instead of what I think should be different/better/easier.
- Breathe. When I am overwhelmed, sad, or scared I need to breathe. Take a minute to get out of the moment and into reality. God is in that moment.
- Talk. No matter the problem there is someone in my life I can talk to, be it mom, JFTP, a counselor, or Fr. Matthew. And these people remind me that there is a plan for me to believe in.
- Write. Get it all out. Not here, no, but from my heart to my journal. Those entries are prayers, too.
- Attend Mass. Hearing the word and the Glory of all that God has done for me helps me to remember that His will be done, not mine.
Do you struggle with the faith that He knows what He’s doing? How do you overcome?