Okay, there was some cheese involved.

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I love this soup!

*For a spicy version, add chopped hot peppers along with the onion.

How to make Baked Potato Soup:

4 large baking potatoes
10 strips of peppered bacon
2/3 cup butter
2/3 cup all-purpose flour
1 medium onion, chopped
7 cups milk
1 cup cheese, shredded (cheddar or pepper jack or whatever you like!)
8 ounces sour cream
3/4 teaspoon seasoned salt

Bake potatoes; cool, peel, and cut up. While potatoes are baking, fry bacon. Cool and crumble.

In a large soup pot, melt butter. Add flour and chopped onion. Once butter/flour/onion mixture thickens and bubbles, add the milk, cheese, sour cream, potatoes, and seasoned salt. Simmer for 10 minutes. Stir in crumbled bacon. Serve immediately.

Note: If you use regular bacon, add 1/2 teaspoon of coarse ground pepper. Or, add some coarse ground pepper even if you do use peppered bacon. As much as I love this soup, this soup loves pepper!

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After a 24-hour stint with 12-year-olds, I hear squealing inside my brain. Oh, wait, the 12-year-olds spent the night, they’re still here, that’s it.

Girls. Squeal.


And, ohmygod, do you see that? The signpost? AM I SQUEALING, TOO? Remember when Steve-the-Builder made us a signpost for our new farm for Christmas? He put it in the ground at the end of the driveway by the road. And his adorable wife Londa made us a sign with our address. And decorated it for Valentine’s Day. Could they be more wonderful? It was a surprise for us when we got out there yesterday.

And look, there’s more! DRYWALL!!! It’s starting to look like there are real walls!! (Squeal!)


Princess had her two bestest friends over to celebrate her birthday and spend the night. She had wanted us to be moved into our house by her birthday so she could have her party there. That didn’t happen, so we drove out to the house, brought cupcakes to the builder, and the girls ran around the house. Squealing. Squealing here.


Squealing there.


Squealing, squealing everywhere.

Then back to the old farmhouse for pizza, cupcakes and candles, and presents. And more squealing.

Almost looks exhausting, doesn’t it?





But, doesn’t it kinda make you want to be 12 again? Go ahead, take the time to squeal today. You know you want to.

What the world needs now are squeals, sweet squeals.
It’s the only thing that there’s just too little of.
What the world needs now are squeals, sweet squeals.
No, not just for some, but for everyone…..

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