If there was ever a night I needed comfort food, tonight was it. Max is still pretty sick (Hand, Foot and Mouth Disease). He won't eat much because the blisters in his throat and on his tongue make swallowing too uncomfortable. He is drooling so much that we have to keep changing his shirt. The kid is just miserable. He is hungry, he is in pain, and he doesn't understand any of it. Oh yes, he is also popping two teeth on the bottom. Good timing universe.
Last night was horrid. Just horrid. He woke up at 3am and would not go back to sleep. I tried EVERYTHING. I offered him a bottle of milk. He hit it out of my hand and starting crying. I changed his diaper. He continued crying. I changed his pajamas. He continued crying. I rocked him. He started screaming. This went on for nearly an hour and a half. Finally, the motrin I gave him kicked in, and he fell asleep in his crib. Did I mention that I had to get in there with him? I finally got back to bed at 4:40. Michael woke me up at 5:15 to ask me where his headphones were. And then Max was up for the day at 6:30. I am wiped out.
Dylan had dance class after school, and when we got home, I decided that I really needed some roast chicken. Roast chicken with canned corn. Canned corn is one of my guilty pleasures. My Grandma Lilly always served it to me when I visited, and the taste just brings me back. Canned corn makes me smile.
This four pound chicken was done in an hour and a half (leaving me enough time to feed Max a popsicle, bathe him, and get him to bed). I stuffed it with half a lemon and rubbed it with extra virgin olive oil, garlic powder, paprika, kosher salt and freshly ground black pepper. I cooked it, breast side up, at 400 degrees for 30 minutes and then 350 degrees for another hour. It was incredibly moist and tender. Dylan and I ate all of the dark meat, leaving us a nice amount of white meat for chicken salad tomorrow.
I'm still wiped out, but I feel a little bit better about life, and my house smells divine.
Did you strangle Michael with the headphones? no jury would convict you, you know? just sayin'
hope today is better for everyone
Posted by: chris | Friday, September 15, 2006 at 12:22 PM
Oh I'm so sorry about Max! Hope he's doing better today. That chicken looks divine.
Posted by: Mom101 | Monday, September 18, 2006 at 10:56 AM