This sounds delicious and EASY - I’m putting the ingredients on my shopping list right now!!

Currin Ann’s comments: “my kids love these, easy.”

Chicken Rolls by Currin Ann Seely
2 packages crescent rolls (each tube is 8 rolls)
3 chicken breasts
1 can cream of chicken soup
1 1/2 cups shredded mild chedder cheese

Cook chicken, simmer in 2 cups water for 1 hour. Save broth. Cut chicken into small pieces. Separate rolls as you would for crescent rolls. Place a heaping spoonful of cheese and chicken in the large part of the triangle before rolling it up. Place rolls in a greased baking dish. Mix the cream of chicken soup and reserved broth and heat up. Pour about 3/4 of the broth mixture over rolls. Bake at 375 for 20-25 minutes until brown. Pour remaining sauce over rolls and serve.

Join the whole UPC family for bowling tonight at Boardwalk Bowl. Show up at 7pm and bring $10 for 2 games and shoe rental. If you haven’t signed up already, send Pam Robinson (probinson @ upc-orlando.com) an email to see if there are still lanes available.

Last year, I walked away the winner of a brand new box of hot pink golf balls. To what do I owe such an honor? Having the lowest score of everyone who bowled. In two games, I didn’t even break 100. Combined. And girls, having a low score in bowling is kind of like having a low bank account. It’s just never good.

So, who’s going?!

Oh good grief. I knew I was bad….but not that bad. Perhaps my love of Lorelai Gilmore on The Gilmore Girls is rubbing off on me. Take the 15 second quiz. What kind of coffee are you?

You are a Black Coffee

At your best, you are: low maintenance, friendly, and adaptable At your worst, you are: cheap and angsty You drink coffee when: you can get your hands on it Your caffeine addiction level: high

This is my purse -
I have the same purse I have had for over 4 years (it’s a Coach and it really has held-up for the price)! Obviously, I am not a “change-out-your-purse” person. I think it is a cute idea, I’m just too practical for my own good.

And here is what is in my purse (being a little vulnerable here) -

My wallet (which is actually a day-planner turned cash/envelope system); cell phone; lipstick; tissues (which I didn’t know I had in there until cleaning it out just now); cloth to clean my glasses; pen; tampon (don’t want to ever be without); receipts; reminder for Nat and Nick’s next dental appt; change; toy (that I had to take away from Natalie one day when she was acting up in the store (forgot to give it back to her).

So, what’s in your purse (a great opportunity to clean it out, by the way)? And are you a change-out-your-purse person or stick with the old standard? If you are a changer, how many purses do you have?

This is my Papa and he is a great father.

I have many good memories of him.

• he came to all my swim meets
• he tutored me in math (I hated math)
• after he accepted Christ, he read the Bible to us every night and then prayed with us before bedtime
• he listened to me when I needed some one to talk too
• he kept me safe
• he provided for my needs
• he drove us to school every morning for 2 years, even though it was far away and out of his way
• as my sister’s and I grew older and came home from shopping, he learned to be excited about our finds! (it eventually became a game that I may write about later)
• he watched our “fashion show” as we tried on our new clothes
• he taught me never to spend what I don’t have - still working on that one
• he taught and modeled to me to respect everyone, despite their rank or position in life

These are just a few of many great memories. I remember when I went to a new high school, didn’t know anyone and was having a hard time making friends. The best advice he’s given me that I still remember was this, “when you’re at school, smile and say ‘hi’ to everyone by their name.” I took that advice and made friends quickly after that.

The best thing I can say about Papa is that he is a prayer warrior and he loves the Lord. He’ll pray for anything and everything. When I need prayer I turn to him. For as long as I can remember, I’ve been asking him to pray for me. And he does, and it makes a difference.

I love my Papa and thank God he is my father.