0.5 cup melted butter 4-5 cups pre-cooked, shredded chicken 6 oz frozen peas 6 oz chopped baby carrots 0.75 tsp garlic powder 0.75 tsp onion powder 1.5 cup chicken broth 10.5 oz can cream of chicken soup 1-1.5 cups whole milk 11 oz box Cheddar Bay biscuit mix (reserve the seasoning packet) 0.5-1 cup shredded sharp cheddar cheese Preheat to 350* [use a 9 x 13" casserole pan; do not stir ingredients in the pan] Add 3/4 of the melted butter to the bottom of the pan. Add the chi

Initially, it was the look of him back on that fall day in 1985.  We remained friends through graduation from high school.  I saw him often when I’d return home from college to visit my family.   I drove vehicles that required quite a bit of maintenance and would frequently see him at the auto parts store where he worked.  He always seemed friendly and had a great sense of humor. Over the years, I also appreciated his tendency to help people, including me, with projects.  As

We were going to sleep and he reminded me of the date: February 29, 1996; the only date that was appropriate for a woman to ask a man to marry her.   I was quiet for a while…debating.  Finally, I decided to ask him.   He didn’t respond, instead he went to sleep.  It was humiliating.  We went to work the next day and when he got home he walked in, somewhat smug, and asked, “Did you ask me to marry you last night?”  My response, “That invitation was only good until midnight.”

We got engaged February 29, 1996.  To be fair, it was technically March 1, 1996.  I wanted to move to the next stage of my life and was frustrated he hadn’t asked me.   I decided to make my wishes known and was tired of waiting.  It was time to either get married or I needed to be set free to find someone who wanted the same things I did. In my family, we grew up being taught the reason for Leap Year was it was the only day it would be appropriate for a woman to ask a man to