... of pregnancy brain

There are so many things about being pregnant that people don't generally talk a lot about. So now that I am experiencing it for the first time in my life, I am continually surprised at things that I am feeling or doing. Bloody noses, constipation, expanding rib cage, other strange bodily happenings. Oh... and: dropping stuff, hitting myself with doors, running into things, spilling... a lot, making food for 10 people when only my husband and I will be eating.... those kind of things.

I did the latter yesterday. I don't know if I just wanted taco soup and I didn't think about the fact that my recipe serves 10, or if I subconsciously wanted to eat a very large pot of it. But, whatever the case, the pot is made, 2 serving are gone, and the rest is chilling in the fridge. Luckily, it reheats on the stove and microwave quite nicely, is a very good small snack, and my community group will be forced to eat it tonight whether they like it or not! (they say they do, but one never knows...)

For anyone interested in the recipe, I have included it below. Hopefully, your brain is less pregnancy ridden than mine and you will chose to make it for a small gathering, or you will cut the recipe in half...

Taco Soup

(from the kitchen of my grandmother, who I'm sure got it from a cookbook somewhere...)

Ingredients:

2 lbs ground beef (browned)

1 pkg taco seasoning mix

1 pkg ranch dressing mix

3 cans stewed tomatoes (diced - 1 lb cans)

1 can rotel (small can)

1 lb can corn (drained)

1 lg can ranch style beans (not not drain)

Coat browned meat with taco seasoning and ranch dressing mix.

Mix in rest and heat.

Bring to a bubbling boil.

Reduce heat to medium and cook covered for 30 minutes.

Serves 10 at least.

Serve with chips.

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