Hamburger soup

Ok, I’m like 90% sure you’ve heard of this and or you call it something different. 

I grew up on Hamburger soup although, Mom isn’t too fond of it. My Dad, sister, and I loved it. I now make it in my crockpot, for my family. It’s cheap it’s easy and it just reminds me of my childhood. (Am I the only one that associates memories with food?!?)

Ingredients 

  • 1 lbs hamburger meat (get the one with the lowest fat ratio)
  • 1/2 diced onion 
  • 1/2 tablespoons of seasoned salt
  • 1 can corn 
  • 1 can green beans 
  • 1 can diced potatoes 
  • 1 can pinto beans
  • 1 can carrots
  • 1 can petite diced tomatoes 
  • 1/2 stick of butter (sorry y’all but that makes it better)
  • Medium squirt of ketchup 

Cook hamburger meat, onions, seasoned salt on low in crock pot for 4 hours stirring occasionally. Then add your can goods juices and all. Add the ketchup. Stir. Add all that butter (try not to cringe too much) Stir frequently until butter is melted and all vegetables are warm. Enjoy! 

I normally make cornbread with it. But we also eat it with crackers occasionally. 

Co-parenting…

As you all have probably put two and two together. Dillon is Logan’s Step Dad. Logan’s Father is very much in the picture. He and I have known each other for around 15 years. We met through a cousin of mine (they are still good friends). We were young and dumb and “dated” on and off long distance forever. I won’t go into the whole story because I’d be here all day and it’s all water under the bridge now. When we found out we were pregnant, I wasn’t near old enough at 18 and he only 19! We were scared yet excited. We ended up breaking up for a while then married when Logan was around 1.

We tried our hardest to make it work for Logan. In the end, I decided I wanted to raise Logan in a loving relationship (not that it was just ugly and awful between us) We just both agreed that separation was best for Logan. We had the easiest divorce (ugh, Y’all I hate that word) we split everything, we each paid half, we didn’t fight over who was getting Logan when we didn’t fight over child support. We both knew we are doing what is best for Logan.

I do not say mean, or awful things about Logan’s father to or around Logan. I’m NOT going to say that we get along 100% and agree on everything (because we don’t, who does?) But in the end our arguments die pretty quickly because we start to realize what is best for Logan.

We co-parent Logan, and he also understands that Dillon is also a big part of Logan’s life. He knows Logan has to respect Dillon, as I know Logan will have to respect anyone he has in his life because of his father. [too many times I’ve heard of parents trying to teach their kids to disrespect the step parents. That makes me so angry]

Also, Dillon is under the same understanding, Logan’s father is a part of his life. We both support any conversation that Logan wants to have about his father and half-brother. We all work with each other on dates, schedules, and holidays. Y’all our schedule is crazy and he works with us a lot. Meeting times and spots change regularly because of us moving around.

When logan played baseball this past summer. We didn’t have to tell him. Dillon and I paid for everything. We were the ones taking him to practices and games. BUT, Y’all should have seen Logan’s face when most of his family was there to cheer him on for his final game. I know it sucked to drive 3 hours away on Tuesdays or Thursday to come watch him play, yet he did it regularly. Because it was best for Logan! [if you cant tell we are a goofy bunch]

Logan has a half-brother, from his father’s side. One day he’s going to want to spend the night with Logan (with us) or go with us where ever Logan is going. It wouldn’t bother us one bit to have him with us (his Mom probably wouldn’t allow it but, that I can’t change) it’s what is best for Logan. He is his brother after all.

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Logan had a big birthday party this year and we worked together to make sure Logan’s Dad and his brother could come. Again It made the whole day better for Logan! (Look at Logan help him with the pinata)

I have one friend that is also able to have this relationship with her kid’s dads. (We met after both of her ex-husbands, yet I know both of them and they know me)

So my question is why? Why can so many parents not see this? Why do most step-parents want to cause friction? Why do so many parents spend thousands of dollars in court to fight? Why can’t they choose what’s best for their child?

Small Town Oklahoma [Locust Grove & Salina]…

kissI would have to say if I have ever missed an RV Park it would be the one nestled between Locust Grove and Salina here in Oklahoma. Lakesides Terrace Loop. Yea yea, I may be a little sentimental about it. Being as that Is where Dillon and I first met, and also where we had our last first kiss. 

[That is not our first kiss but it is in the same spot]

20151024_184607        Any-who, sorry for the sappy moment! But It was a great RV park by the lake. We stayed on the other side of the road tho which was very secluded, shady, and quite. It backed up to a wooded area. The lots weren’t super huge but the owner tried to space us all out a bit and since it was mostly the crew we are all pretty used to living close anyways. The owner was really laid back, and he was great with the upkeep! 

As far as the towns around, I’ll start with Locust Grove, Oklahoma. [Population 1,404] It’s the first town we came through, and it’s a little bigger! Locust Grove has a Neighborhood Market, (which is newish it went in while we were there, thank goodness!) Dollar General,  Harps, Sonic, Dollar Tree, Mazzios, and a few other places I can’t think of at this moment. [I’ve been to a lot of places give me a break] It has a Very nice Best Western. (We stayed in it a few times, you’ll understand shortly) There is a Mexican restaurant, La Mansion, we ate there once wasn’t a huge fan. (I’ll tell you a better one, give me a few minutes) The Country Cottage was good, it’s a buffet style restaurant. Good home cooked meals. On Saturday and Sunday, they also do a breakfast buffet. The laundromat in Locust is a place I could never miss. Turner’s Laundry, that place needs a name like Root Canal or Menstrual Cramps. Yea Y’all, it’s that awful. It was clean, it had new washers, and they all worked. It wasn’t the laundromat its self, was the people who run it. They watch everything you do, so don’t breath wrong, don’t even try to take their baskets outside even if you have a broken arm [I know from experience] 

Ok, I’m going to reign my self in here because I could go on and on about how awful those old women are. But consider yourself fair warned.

IMG_0370I’m moving on to Salina, Oklahoma. [Population 1,384] Oh man where to start, it’s a little town with big heart. It has a Harps, Dollar General, and I think that there is a laundromat there now. It has the best Mexican Restaurant I’ve ever eaten at, and the owner, Hector is great. Los Coco’s, OMG if you ever go there get the combo Fajita Chimichangas, and try their Charo Beans, oh and I also like the Pollo Cameron. [Ok I’m officially hungry now! Sorry, talking about food makes me excited!]                 Here is one of our many family get-togethers At Los Coco’s →

 They have two small (Mom & Pop) DQ type burger/ice cream places. Dairy Deal, and Pig-N-Out, we have gotten ice cream from Pig-N-Out a few times because they are open later that Dairy Deal. And then there is

… (drum roll please)…

Salina Highbanks Speedway, and the Finishline Restaurant! [Now do you get it, we still go to Salina a lot] The owners are friends of the family now, good people! The restaurant is good, overlooks the racetrack, sweet waitress in there too! (Best steak I’ve ever at a restaurant) The racetrack is very well managed lots of fun. My only complaint is the beer is a little expensive there, but as I understand that keeps people from getting to wasted. [I spend lot of time here and can’t see it changing anytime soon]

Both of these towns are fairly close to Pryor, Ok. [Population 9,520] It’s the closest bigger town. It’s got a little bit of everything. That’s where the normal Walmart is. It’s about a 20 min drive. 

I know this was a long post, it is about two towns tho. They are small, but we did spend the longest time there and still head back quite often. It’s kinda like another home for us. It’s not too far from where I grew up in Wagoner, Ok.

I kissed the right frog this time…

The story of how Dillon and I met. Yes, our story does involve me kissing a frog. No, it’s not made up!

Oct 2, 2013, around 10:30 AM, I was working. [as a 2year old teacher] It was our outside time and I found a frog, let all the kids look at it, and touch it! I jokingly told My friend/Co-teacher Nancy I was going to kiss it and get a prince!

So I did! [selfie or it doesn’t count] Then I let the poor thing go.

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Yes, I had brown hair when we met.

Oct 2, 2013, around 10:30 PM, Dillon message me on Facebook for the first time! {Yes! I’m dead serious that’s how it happened!}

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We traded phone numbers after this message.

But you see, I knew what “Mr. new to the area, looking for friends” wanted. I wasn’t in the market for any “traveling male friendship” and I told him that really quick! But he kept up the conversation and insisting it wasn’t like that. [It really was] We talked for a while, we had a lot in common and he seemed to have a good head on his shoulders. So I was thinking about giving him a shot until he dropped a bomb on me. He was only 19 [I was 25 with a 6-year-old] I really didn’t see that coming, and I couldn’t do it! But he begged & begged me to give him a shot.

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So I agreed to meet him publicly! [I decided if he really wanted to waste his time and money who was I to say no] I met his family and half the crew the first time I met him! He was cute and kinda shy. We didn’t get to talk much because his mom was grilling me. But I had fun, so I agreed to meet him again. After that we kinda became inseparable! [I Fooled his master plan in the end]

⇐This is one of our first pictures together.