Hello Tuesday. And heeeellllloooo you pretty and plump stuffed sweet potato.
What a warm and welcome thing to wake up to on a blustery April day.
I never fully understood why people despised Mondays like they do until I experienced yesterday. Yesterday was quite the day. Okay, it very well could have been the longest day ever. I know, I know, the years are short and our babies are growing up fast, but lets be honest, some days are long. Like really, really, awfully long. It felt like a decade had passed between the hours or 7:00 and 4:00. Each hour felt like year.
That bad?
Yes, that bad it was.
At one point I text the hubs and said I felt like I got run over by a truck…and then it backed over me again and again and again.
Here’s the deal. I love the kids, like fully and so incredibly grateful to have them in my life. Blessed beyond measure. But honestly, parenting is hard. Like really stinkin’ hard. Not to mention throwing my niece and nephew in on the mix four days a week and I have myself a very emotional mix of four girls (four and under) and one two-year old boy. One boy is enough, thank you very much.
It wasn’t that they were necessarily naughty. Well, except for the one point in which the three older ones were all in timeout at the exact same time and I was threatening to put the 9 month old in as well. I know she looks innocent, but trust me she is far from it. I can’t even remember exactly why they were all in timeout. Maybe for my sanity or possibly for the water incident. To spare you the details, I believe it was the time I found them all locked in the bathroom washing toys in the sink. Water was getting splashed everywhere and running over the sink. I’ll just mention this one detail….they were washing the toys with toilet paper. Wet, sticky, toilet paper that I ended up scraping off the walls, floors and their little bodies.
But I didn’t officially declare the fact that I was losing it until I counted to the dog. Full out, “Boomer, come here! 1….2….3…and then I realize that I had just counted to the dog, who barley knows simple commands, let alone understand counting. I also may have told him he was making bad decisions. Like he cares or even knows what bad decisions means.
->SIGH<-
Obviously these words flow freely from my mouth. Said far too often, and thus why I completely understand and fully despise Monday as well. Or this particular Monday, praying, pleading that the next is better.
My little glimmer of hope among the chaos of home life, the light glimmering through the piles of dishes, laundry and toys is this incredibly easy and delicious stuffed sweet potato with short ribs and wilted cabbage. Want to know my secret to managing my life? Good food that nourishes my body. The few moments throughout the day that I sit, immerse myself and completely enjoy the moment of rest (well, sort of).
Trust me, this mighty delicious sweet potato can come to your rescue as well. Leftover short-ribs (I can’t get enough) with wilted cabbage simmering in the broth from said short-ribs, ->DROOL<- goat cheese crumbles and chopped fresh basil all stuffed inside a soft, creamy, sweet potato.
Words cannot describe.
I can’t even.
Dinner is served in less than 30 minutes.
Hugs all around!
- 2 Sweet Potatoes, baked
- 2 cups leftover short ribs, shredded
- 4 cups shredded green and red cabbage
- 2 Tbsp butter
- 1 cup sauce from short ribs
- Goat cheese, optional
- Fresh basil leaves, chopped
- Bake sweet potatoes.
- Chop 4 cups green and red cabbage.
- Heat a large skillet over medium heat and add butter.
- Once hot add in cabbage and saute until just beginning to soften.
- Add in 1 cup of sauce and let simmer until reduced 5-10 minutes.
- Warm short ribs and shred.
- Once potatoes are baked, remove and cut in half.
- Add butter to each half and mash the insides with a fork (leaving in the skin).
- Top with wilted cabbage and shredded beef.
- Garnish with goat cheese crumbles (optional), chopped basil and a drizzle with additional sauce from short ribs.
