"Sometimes the smallest things take up the most room in your heart." -Winnie the Pooh

Friday, August 26, 2011

Friday Fun Finds {8/26/11}

I've taken a week long break from the blog which is exceptionally NOT like me. But get excited because I'm back! For now at least. Until the next time I decide I need a break.

Stay tuned though because I have a bunch of fun projects that I've made this summer and not put on the blog.

However, today is Friday Fun Finds.  And in honor of Maroon Friday, I've been meaning to tell you about the latest and greatest blog I've found.

Are you ready for this?  I can promise that you aren't!

My blog has been in existence for over a year now.  I would say "our" blog, but my husband refuses to write blog posts.  And it's a shame because they would be really funny and great to read!  But in his defense, his friends aren't the ones reading the blog.  It's my friends reading the blog!

Anyway, my parents and David & I were all in Starkville two weekends ago.  David's sister was going through rush {which loyal blog followers know} so we chose to spend the weekend in our favorite place.  I haven't seen my parents in FOREVER so they decided to join the party as well!  No seriously, it had been like 2 months.

While enjoying our day on Saturday, my Mom announced that she wanted a blog.  I could not believe what I was hearing and was all to eager to set a blog up for her.  When asked what she wanted to write about, she said, I want to write about all of the good things that go on at Mississippi State and their alumni.

The whole weekend, we brainstormed names and eventually came up with "For Whom the Cowbell Clangs," a take off of the book "For Whom the Bell Tolls."

I set up a cute maroon blog layout and Mom got to work.  So far she's only posted twice, but she is in desperate need of new followers.  And trust me, you want to make sure you follow her before football season begins because I can guarantee you that her football blog stories will be funnier than Boo Mama's.

If you want to read about all things Mississippi State, head over to my Mama's blog at:


And don't forget that it's Maroon Friday all over the world!  Wear your maroon!  Football season is less than a week away! WOO HOO!

Thursday, August 18, 2011


Just because today is Thursday....

And it's raining...

And sometimes we just have bad days...

"Waiting For Tomorrow"

Maybe tomorrow I'll start over

Maybe tomorrow I will finally change my ways
Said the same things yesterday
Don't know why I'm so afraid
To let you in
To let you win
To let you have all of me

Can't spend my whole life wastin'

Everything I know I've been given
'Cause you've made for so much more than
Sittin' on the side lines
I don't wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could've been better

Everyday's a day to start over

So, why am I waiting for tomorrow

Maybe today I'll start believing

That you're mercy is really
As real as you say it is
It doesn't matter who I used to be
It only matters that I've been set free
You rescued me you're changing me
Jesus take everything

Can't spend my whole life wastin'

Everything I know I've been given
'Cause you've made for so much more than
Sittin' on the side lines
I don't wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could've been better

Everyday's a day to start over

So, why am I waiting for tomorrow

Oh, I'm makin this my moment now

To grab the hand that's reachin down to save me You saved me
And I'm makin this my moment now
To grab the hand that's reachin down to save me You saved me

Can't spend my whole life wastin'

Everything I know I've been given
'Cause you've made for so much more than
Sittin' on the side lines
I don't wanna look back and wonder
If good enough could've been better

Everyday's a day to start over

So, why am I waiting for tomorrow

I'm gonna grab the hand that's reachin down

And I'm not gonna wait until tomorrow
Oh, tomorrow

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Tasty Tuesday {Hawiian Porkchops}

I don't like Porkchops.  I'm not a big fan of the pig.  I DO eat sausage, bacon, and bar-b-q, but I'm not a pork tenderloin/porkchop girl.  But, David's mom gave us some awesome pork chops around Christmas to stock our freezer.  They were Omaha Steak brand.  So I knew I needed something that would make them taste good!  

When we got married, my mom challenged me to try a new recipe every week, which I haven't really done because I don't like straying from what I know how to cook.  I've mentioned this before, but when I was in the 8th or 9th grade, I typed all of my mom's recipes on the computer, printed them out, and stuck them in clear protective sheets and put them in a three ring binder.  I didn't know it then, but I really was making myself a present!  When I moved out of the Chi O house in 2008 and needed to be able to cook, my mom and I drove to Office Depot and pulled every sheet out, one by one, and made copies.  Unfortunately, while my mom's "bible" of recipes survived, the original hard drive they were on did not.  So for like an hour, we pulled recipes out, copied, put back in.  It. Was. A. Pain.  But SOOO worth it.  I now have my own recipe binder of all of my mom's recipes.  I. Love. It.  Of course, she says it makes it really hard to have a "staple" to cook when we come home because odds are, I've cooked it for David recently!  She actually calls to see what I've cooked lately before she sees us so she can plan her menus accordingly!  I love having and knowing how to cook all of my mom's recipes.  I literally can think about how I've watched her do something, and do it.  

That is the reason I am not ecstatic about trying new recipes.  What if they are bad?

Well, in January, I decided it was time to find a new recipe for porkchops.  Both to satisfy my Mom and to utilize the free {amazing} cut of meat we had been given.  So I broke out the Southern Generations cookbook from the Starkville Junior Auxiliary.  I found a Hawaiian Porkchop recipe that looked good and simple. Plus, I had a lot of the ingredients in my pantry.  It was SO good!  I wanted to share the recipe with y'all then, but I had forgotten to take pictures--mainly because I didn't know if it would be good.  David and I both agreed that whenever porkchops were on sale, I could make this recipe.  

Well, porkchops were on sale last week.  So I made this wonderful recipe and took photos.  I hope y'all enjoy it as much as we do! 

First of all, make sure you remember to go grab your camera to take photos.  I am so bad at this!  

Throw four porkchops in a pan.  I used boneless.  Brown them on both sides until the outside edges aren't pink anymore.  I didn't have to drain mine.  I guess because I was using a good piece of meat?

While those are browning, start the sauce that they will cook in.  First you'll need one can of beef broth.  Pour it in a medium size bowl and continue.

Next, add 1/4 cup of ketchup.  I love ketchup. Yum.

Add in a tablespoon of white vinegar. 

Open a can of pineapple chunks. The recipe calls for pineapple tidbits, but I used what was in my pantry.  Pineapple is pineapple.  Don't forget how wonderful it is when Google Blogs rotates photos so they are the wrong way.

Now, the recipe calls for 1/2 a cup, but I always wind up putting more than that in there.  I love pineapple!  I put approximately 1 cup in this recipe. Maybe 1/2 a cup is appropriate for pineapple tidbits.

I also usually slip in a little bit of the juice just for good measure.  Even though it's not listed in the recipe.

Next, dump in 1 tablespoon of brown sugar. Hopefully your brown sugar didn't look like mine. It tasted fine, but it was all stuck together.  Even the box is beaten up.  We're not very nice to our pantry items at my house.  The August heat must have gotten to it.  If this happens to you, measure as close to a tablespoon as possible. 

 The last thing that needs to be prepared are the green bell peppers.  You'll need approximately 1/4 cup of these. 

Wash your pepper, and cut it up into pieces.  You want to make sure you remove the seeds from the inside of the bell pepper before doing the next step.  Slice up the bell pepper.

Then throw it in your nifty chopper that is super quick. I've mentioned it on here before, but I love mine! 

Easy as one, two, three!

Add that to all of the sauce you've prepared.

Then pour it into you skillet with your porkchops.

Cover and simmer on low for 45 minutes.  You just leave it and forget about it!

After 45 minutes, take a tablespoon of cornstarch and mix with 2 tablespoons of water.  Stir it up REALLY good!

Then pour it in your porkchop/sauce mixture.  The cornstarch will act as a thickener and make it yummy!

And now my computer is being silly and won't upload the final picture!  Maybe it will tomorrow!  The recipe says to serve this dish with rice, but I hate rice so I chose to serve it with wild rice.  And it is SO good with the sauce!

Hope y'all enjoy it as much as this non-porkchop lover loves it!

Hawaiian Porkchops

4 Porkchops (approx 1 lb)
1 can beef broth
1/4 cup chopped green bell pepper
1/2 cup pineapple tidbits
1/4 cup ketchup
1 tablespoon vinegar
1 tablespoon brown sugar
1 tablespoon cornstarch
2 tablespoons water

Brown and drain porkchops in a skillet.  Add all ingredients to pan except cornstarch and water.  Simmer covered for 45 minutes.  Stir cornstarch into water and add to sauce to thicken.  Serve with rice.

Monday, August 15, 2011

I Miss College--Part Two

Today, I spent the day here....

Yes, my sister-in-law pledged Kappa Delta, and I couldn't be more excited for her!  She had a phenomenal rush experience, and she's elated!

I guess I'm going to have to start liking teddy bears, green and white, and white roses. 

I do feel like I should point something out.  Make no mistake, our future children will wear owls.  Yes, boy or girl, they will wear owls.  Their aunt can buy them teddy bears, and I won't forbid it.  Their nursery will be done in owls.  Their aunt can come visit, but she will not brainwash them into Kappa Delta.  Of this I am certain.

I'm only halfway kidding.  And by saying that on the blog, I probably just jinxed our future children to be ALL boys.  Would now be a good time to point out the my brother dates a Kappa Delta as well?

Anyway, for those of you who aren't Greek, have never been Greek, and care nothing about being Greek, this post will mean nothing to you.  And for that, I would apologize, except Greek Life meant so much to me that I won't.

So of course, being back on the row made me miss college again.  If you haven't read I Miss College--Part One {that is titled Friday Fun Finds {8/12/11}}, you should click on the link and read it.  I truly miss college.

But more than anything in the world, I miss this place...

Aka, my absolute favorite place in the world. 

The memories started on this day seven years ago, and I was so blessed by God's incredible plan for my life.  Little did I know then the journey He had in store for me with Chi Omega and the friendships that would abound within her walls!

On pref night of our recruitment. These pictures aren't embarrassing at all!  Haha. But they were a sweet and special time!

Then came bid day!  Sessums 324 was covered with two little wise owls perched on our door.  This of course was before the explosion of owls in retail!

I'm sure that you have seen some of these photos if you've been around the blog awhile. I would have to tell my freshman self how important it is to take as many photos as your memory card can stand.  Because I took 5.  Yes, FIVE.  Not six, but five.  There is one that is missing and it is a copy of a photo that is in my scrapbook.  It's of my friend Katherine Wiley and I.  Knowing that the photo exists is applicable to this post.

This day, while super awkward to be surrounded by 200 people that I didn't know, would have to go down as one of the best days of my life.  I look back on the FIVE photos that I took, and every single lady in yellow has grown to mean so much to me.

I would have no way of knowing it at the time, but every relationship from that first "official" day at the Chi Omega house, God would take, mold, and use for a specific part of my life.  It is obvious to me looking back that He intended to bless  me with a friend who possessed a characteristic that I did not.

I look at these girls in YELLOW, and...

They all got me through some tough times.
They all made me laugh when things weren't going well.
They all played practical jokes with me.
They knocked five times on the wall to signal we were going to bed. {inside joke}
They had RENT movie marathons during final exams with me.
They cried with me.
They stayed up late with me talking about boys.
They stayed up late with me crying about boys.
They stayed up late with me laughing about boys.
They walked with me through a broken heart, and I shared in a few of theirs.
They were the first people to call my bluff on not liking David.
They were the first people I called when David and I got engaged.

They were ALL bridesmaids in my wedding. 

And I met them all on this day.  Don't get me wrong, I met a few more throughout the years in college.  I met a few more of my bridesmaids in the week after Bid Day {and I have photos to prove it}.  But I never could have known at that time just exactly WHAT these girls {who wandered into my FIVE bid day photos} would mean to me.

I guess that's why I'm struggling so much with wanting to do it all over again in my sister in law's place.  I wish at Bid Day 2004 I had taken note of the back of my tshirt.  It read...

"You can have diamonds, and you can have men. But Chi O's my dear are a girls best friend."

Because if I had paid attention to what I was wearing instead of just the Greek letters on the front, I would have realized that I was surrounded by the people that would stand with me throughout a lifetime. 

I have no idea how God brought these girls and gave them to me.  Maybe it was through meeting all of these girls in the RED shirts.  All I know is that He had chosen them for me before I was even created in my Mother's womb.

"Your eyes saw my unformed body;
   all the days ordained for me were written in your book
   before one of them came to be."  --Psalm 139:16

God knew exactly how rush was going to turn out before I even was formed.  That's one crazy detailed God. And for that, I am thankful.

God picked them out.  Me being at the Chi Omega was no mistake. Me meeting these girls was no accident.  He ordained the entire thing.

"Chi Omega friendship is worth more than gold,
Its not had for the asking, no place is it sold.
You can't find it in a book or on a shelf...
You just have to be a Chi Omega yourself!"

And the same can be held true for my sister in law, Danielle and her new sorority.  God ordained her steps in August of 2011 just as He was faithful to do for me in August of 2004. God of faithfulness and details.  And I could list so many more characteristics!

So as I stood outside of the place that Danielle will call home for four years, I was flooded with these emotions.  Not only was I jealous of her, I found myself standing back on the curb, taking photos, and wondering....Who will she play practical jokes with, and which ones will help dry tears when they inevitably come over serious and mundane events in college?  Who will be the ones to swing on the front porch with her?  Which of the girls in the photos above will be seen in wedding photos and albums for years to come? 

Who will be her Bethany Shipp?  Her Megan Fly?  Her Anna Tadlock?  And her sweet Katherine Wiley?

Because, I feel certain that I met them today--that I took some photos with them in them.  I could see my friends faces in theirs.  Seven years ago. Man.

And so with that, I choose to lose my August blues, live in the present, and remember that I HAVE my Bethany Shipp, my Megan Fly, my Anna Tadlock, and my sweet Katherine Wiley.  I have MANY more from my Chi Omega house as well that I could name and tell stories about.  In fact, I'll join a few of them for a bachelorette party this coming weekend.  I choose to trust that the faithful, detailed God I serve will be just as faithful and detailed in the coming seven years as He has been in the past seven years.  He knows the plan He's orchestrating far better than I.  I choose to trust that while we may live miles and miles apart, nothing can separate us from each other!  And this fall, when I see sorority girls with Greek stickers at football games and letter t-shirts on campus, or when my sis in law comes home proudly displaying her all sorority t-shirt wardrobe, it will bring a smile to my face, and I'll be thankful for the present while remembering sweet memories of precious friends.  I'll be thankful that we're not at the end.  Those four years were simply the beginning of a lifelong of friendships.  We'll even welcome our first new addition to the group in February {woo hoo for our new little hootie hoo #1 for Kat}.  The August blues have officially ended.

How elated am I for Danielle?  Words cannot describe!

Alright girls, who's planning the reunion this year?  I vote for the beach!

I nominate you Meg Fly! Seven years later, and we still find ourselves on the row!

Friday, August 12, 2011

Friday Fun Finds {8/12/11}

Friday Fun Finds is being dedicated today to show you photos.  They are photos from a long time ago, and I randomly found them on my computer.

Welcome to Sessums Hall circa August 2004.

I want to introduce y'all to my home away from home from 7 years ago. Yep, that would be mine and Anna's room from our freshman year of college. {It's hard to tell because we used this same bedding for FOUR years!}.  I cannot believe it's been 7 years.

Seven years since we were preparing to leave our hometown in Mississippi to head to Starkville.

Seven years since we "helped" our Mom's sew our bedding for our cute dorm.

Seven years since we shopped for all things black, white, and pink to bring with us.

Seven years since we loaded up our cars and left EARLY in the morning to arrive at Mississippi State.

Seven years...

Seven years since we were pulling up to Sessums Hall and flipping a coin for the top or bottom bunk.

Seven years since we lugged boxes up 6 flights of stairs to get to the 4th floor.  The Sessums "Penthouse."

Seven years since we spent ALL day unpacking and getting things just like we wanted them.

Seven years since we said goodbye to Mom and Dad as they prayed over us for protection, wisdom, and guidance. 

Seven years since we spent our first night away from our parents all grown up and off to college.

Seven years...

Seven years since meeting new friends like Bethany, Laura, Whitney, Katherine, Annie, Laura, Amy, and Nicole all of who lived near us in Sessums.

Seven years since many nights spent on the T-wing of the second hall in and out of Annie & Laura's room, Whit & Morgan's room, and Bethany's room.  The T-wing was the place to be!

Seven years since starting rush and being intimidated to walk into the houses.

Seven years since going Greek and loving my sorority and the friends that I gained from it.

Seven years since our very first parties, swaps, concerts, and football games.

Seven years....

Seven years since meeting my best friends.

Seven years since being giddy about the new opportunities {and being homesick}.

Seven years since we locked Bethany out of her room in a towel and thought it was hilarious.

Seven years since we started pulling all night study sessions because we'd procrastinated.

Seven years....

Seven years of laughs and memories.

Seven years of the best friends a girl could ask for.

Seven years of valleys and mountaintops, but having the friends there every second!

Please prepare yourself. I have a case of my annual "I miss being an undergrad in college" August blues.  They come every year. They arrive around August 5th {ish} and last until a couple of days after Sorority Bid Day at which point, I realize how much I love my life and couldn't imagine anything better.  But for today, in the midst of the blues, I think I'll wallow.  I mean, reminisce.

On Wednesday, we moved my sister in law to Mississippi State.  I lined drawers and put together shelving units while her Mom hung curtains and helped organize.  And in that hustle and bustle, I was having so much fun!  Then we went to lunch, and I realized the moving in was done.  It was time for Danielle to start living her own life at Mississippi State. Time for her to make her friends and write her own chapter in her own book.  It wasn't my time. Mine passed 7 years ago.  And I was sad.

I considered going back to Danielle's room with her, telling her roommate that she had to leave, and I'd be taking her spot.  I was seriously wanting to move in my sister in law's dorm.  I text one of my friends that I would gladly give up being married to David if I could go back to being a freshman again and know, without a doubt, that David and I would wind up together and married 6 years later.  {I can't believe I just admitted that on my blog}.

She responded, "you would not."

And I guess, she's right. Kind of. At least, if it were not August 5th {ish} to August 15th she would be.

I think that everyone, at some time or another, wants to go back and do college.  I wouldn't change much, but there are a few things.  And you all know what I'm talking about.  Surely there isn't a person that wouldn't want to go back, if only for a couple of days, to college.  I really just would like to be a fly on the wall in my freshman dorm room to watch the events unfolding.  To know the end result of the friendships that were forming.

I wish I could whisper to my freshman self, "Hey, you see that girl over there? Her name is Bethany, and you two are going to be the best of friends. She's going to get you through some really tough times."  Or, "You see that boy in Chemistry Lab? Memorize his face, get to know him, but don't date him yet. You'll marry him one day."

I'd also tell myself to steer clear of a few certain "toxic" people.  Amazing how even when your alarms are going off inside of you, you don't take note and listen.

I'd tell myself to not be consumed with relationships.  The only relationships I needed to worry about as a college freshman were those with my friends.  I would tell myself to drink up every minute with them because something goes on in a freshman's head and they don't realize they will not live in the same town together after four years. And no matter what people say, it will not be the same.  No one can recreate a dorm or sorority house. No one. I'd make sure to remind myself that I could go hang out, and studying could wait.  A 100 was an A, but so was a 90.  Don't miss out on the fun opportunities because you're consumed with studying. I didn't do anything on school nights until October. And that was outrageous.

I'd tell myself not to leave early from the Mississippi State vs Florida home game in 2004 no matter how tired or hot Bethany and I were.  I'd also tell myself not to go home every weekend. Or cry at all over the fact that I'm not at home.  I'd mention that Diamond Girls and Orientation Leader would be two of my very favorite things ever, but it might be wise to get a sub for Diamond Girls Super Bulldog of my freshman year.  Just because.

Not that it would be weird at all standing in Sessums Hall in 2004 hearing from a talking fly on the wall...

Isn't this reality though. Everything I listed above has to do with knowing the end of the story.  Knowing how things would wind up in the end.  I have the benefit now of knowing what is going on in August 2011. At the time, I had no clue.  And we never know the way that God is going to make things turn out. Ever. It makes me realize how important it is to listen to Him right now, in THIS instant.  It's also the reason that I should be living in the present day and not in the past.  I'm constantly reminded by those around me that if we're constantly looking back or looking forward, we cannot fully enjoy the moment that God has planted us in.

And so I trust in the one that made me and created me in His image.  Knowing that my college days were an amazing PART of my life and not the ONLY part of my life.

At first I had typed this lyrics as a reminder of college and how quickly it is gone, but they seem ever more applicable to today as well.

"You're gonna miss this
You're gonna want this back
You're gonna wish these days
Hadn't gone by so fast
These are some good times
So take a good look around
You may not know it now,
But you're gonna miss this"

So excited to just live vicariously through my sis in law this week though!  She's going through recruitment right now as we speak, and I'm excited to see what God has planned for her days at Mississippi State!

Tuesday, August 9, 2011

Tasty Tuesday {Cranberry Spread}

After a week break from Tasty Tuesday, I considered not writing it anymore.  Then someone came up to me and told me how much they loved reading the recipes and the stories that go with them, and so I continue.  The hardest part of doing this recipe every Tuesday is allowing enough time to prepare the dish AND photograph it.  You wouldn't think this would be hard, but I catch myself forgetting to stop and take a photo for you guys.  Since this is my favorite part of food blogs, I can't just not take pictures!  So bear with me because I often make a recipe and take one photo at the beginning and then don't remember again until the end.  I hope that the photos will help you see how easy it is to make whatever is coming out of my kitchen!  Even if the photos aren't as well taken as food blogs and most of my friend's blogs for that matter.

This week isn't a dinner meal though.  It's something much better than that!

I am SO excited to share this recipe with y'all!  I'm actually pretty obsessed with it!  It's just a snack, but it satisfies my sweet tooth most of the time.  Come to think of it, it would be a great tailgate dip for the fall. {which allows you to know that I'm so ready for football season!}

Backstory for this recipe:  Have you ever heard of Fresh Cut Florist and Catering?  I feel certain that if you live in Mississippi, you've been to at least one wedding that she has done even if you didn't know it at the time.  Anyway, Wendy Putt is the owner of Fresh Cut based out of Jackson, MS, and while she didn't do our wedding because we were having it in Starkville, I love going to weddings where she has done the food.  Why?  Well, if you've ever been to a wedding she did the food at, you wouldn't be asking that question!  And actually, her husband is the chef who does the food. Maybe I should give him the credit.  ANYWAY, at Fresh Cut weddings there is usually this AMAZING stuff that I'm not even sure what it's called.  Let's call it crack cranberry spread because it is so addicting!  It's served with gingersnap cookies and is the best dip at any wedding. Here's a picture of the stuff. {photo credit where credit is due: Robby Followell}

Oh M Gee.  This stuff is to die for.  I will even admit that we went to one wedding where they had this dip, and I skipped wedding cake for another serving of this crack cranberry stuff!  It is delish!  Like for real.

So now that I've gone on and on about this dip, you're probably wondering why I'm featuring someone's food without knowing the recipe.  Well, I just couldn't wait for Fresh Cut weddings to eat this stuff.  So when my Mom found something that tastes VERY similar, I had to share the recipe with y'all.

It's so easy. So quick. And SO good!  Make this today to share with your friends, family, small group, or hoard it all for yourself.

The cast of characters list is so small.  All you need is some softened cream cheese {I used fat free}, pecans {or walnuts}, dried cranberries, and orange marmalade.  While you don't necessarily have all of these things in your pantry, you'll make this recipe again and again. I guarantee it!

Once you've collected your ingredients, dump the 8 ounces of softened cream cheese in a bowl.

And forget to take a photo of that step.

Measure out 2/3 cup of dried cranberries and dump them in the bowl.  Curse Google Blogs for uploading your photo rotated {as usual!}.

Next, add to the mixture 1/3 cup of orange marmalade.  I happen to have the homemade good stuff from a farmers market, but feel free to use the store bought stuff.  I'm pretty sure all of it has the orange rind in it. I love the fact that it has orange rind in it. I can't tell from the photo above if Fresh Cut's version has orange rind in it or not.

And last, dump in 1/2 cup of chopped pecan pieces.  While I used pecans, you can also use walnuts.  But I have a hard time that southern Fresh Cut uses walnuts.  Pecans are just so much more southern to me. My pecan pieces were too big, so I had to chop them up.

Finally, you mix all of the ingredients together.  I usually use a whisk to whisk the orange, cranberries, and pecans into the cream cheese.  You want to make sure it's very well mixed.

After that's done, scoop some out onto a gingersnap and enjoy.  Fair warning....it's hard to just eat one!  Also, I usually buy the Kroger brand gingersnaps. The other day I was at Target and out of gingersnaps so I bought some. And I do not like them. They are way too hard and crunchy.  So if you're not a gingersnap connoisseur {which I am not}, buy the Kroger brand and not the Target brand!

Doesn't that look delicious?  I hope that y'all will try it since it's so easy and let me know what you think.  While not the original version, it satisfies my cravings frequently!  Store it in an air tight container in the fridge and enjoy all week long {or until it's gone}.

Also, my recipe says you can serve it with arugula as a salad or spread on a chicken sandwich.  I'm sure it's great as a sandwich spread. Cranberry, orange, and chicken! Yum! It sounds like Thanksgiving.  However, I'm sticking with ginger snaps. Such a yummy snack!  Hope you enjoy! Let me know if you make it!

Recipe: Cranberry Spread
8 oz softened cream cheese
2/3 cup dried cranberries
1/3 cup orange marmalade
1/2 cup pecans or walnuts

Mix first four ingredients together and combine well. Serve with gingersnaps.  Refrigerate leftovers.