My slow cooker. I am so thankful for my slow cooker.
My mother got her first Crock Pot back in the 70's. From the time that handy appliance entered our home, Sunday lunch seemed to fix itself.
Me, I cook just about anything in my slow cooker. I line it with aluminum foil and stand sweet or baking potatoes around the edges. After several hours, my potatoes are ready to be transformed into souffles and soups. I layer lasagna in it, or enchilada casserole. In the fall, I fill it with peeled apples and awaken to homemade apple sauce. I love it.
Sure there are other things more noble, more worthy to consider, but you know what? I don't want to take the little conveniences in my life for granted. Because having an attitude of gratitude means noticing not just the big things, but the little ones too.
Aileen Mitchell Lawrimore is a mother x 3, wife x 28 (years not men), minister, speaker, writer, retreat leader, and lover of beagles and books. She has a lot to say.
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