We are fresh off of our annual Hershey trip. It's nice to have a place to go that is just far enough away from home to make it feel like a vacation.
As always, we stayed at The Suites at Hershey. It's just a stone's throw away from Hershey Park. The rooms are big, the pools are fun, and we always have a blast.
My journey through life, love, and faith.
Hershey Fun
Monday, April 23, 2012
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Crunchy Chicken Wrap
Friday, April 20, 2012
• 2 egg whites
• 4 Wegmans Whole Wheat Multigrain tortillas (10 inches)
• ½ c Wegmans Sharp Cheddar Cheese, Shredded
• 3/4 cup Kellogg's Corn Flake Crumbs
• 4 T Ken's Lite Honey Mustard
• 1 c boston lettuce
• 1 c fresh tomatoes
Preheat oven to 425 . Spray a large baking sheet with nonstick spray. Whisk egg whites in a bowl. Dip tenders, one piece at a time, into egg whites and then into the crumbs. Press the crumbs onto the tenders to make the crumbs stick. Place chicken in a single layer on baking sheet and spray with nonstick spray. Bake until golden brown and cooked through, about 30 minutes. Let them cool for 3-5 minutes. Chop up the tenders, and divide them equally among the warmed tortillas. Top each with lettuce, tomato, 2 tablespoons of shredded cheese, and a tablespoon of lite honey mustard. Roll up the tortilla and serve. Enjoy!
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| My wrap and my daughter's wrap (sans honey mustard) displayed for your enjoyment. |
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Scars
Monday, July 11, 2011
I fell a lot as a little kid. My mom says that she cried the first time my little knees kissed the sidewalk. My knees bear the battle scars of jumping rope, climbing trees, and playing endless games with my little sister. I remember being embarrassed about my knees, as a teen. I didn't want anyone to see. I thought they were ugly.
I'm older now, and I have more scars. There's the one on my foot that I got while on an eighth grade field trip. I have one on my right hand from the day I was baking Christmas cookies with my mom, and my hand touched the rack.
I no longer see my scars as something to hide. My scars tell a story. They remind me of good times and not so good times. I don't think I would trade them for anything.
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Labels: summer reflections
At the Beach
Sunday, June 19, 2011
Sometimes I am overwhelmed with how blessed I am. I know that there are many on this earth who don't get to experience 1/10th of the things that I do. The things that I take for granted are their idea of luxuries. I don't know why I was created to live this life, but I recognize these blessings as a gift.
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Labels: blessed
Oh Look: It's 2011!
Sunday, May 15, 2011
As Cathy would say, "Ack!" This blog has gotten so dusty that I'd almost forgotten the URL!
I want to promise to be a better blogger. Perhaps putting the shortcut back on my bookmark bar might help?
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