Easy Chicken and Rice Casserole-make ahead for an easy weeknight meal
I’m a big believer in Paying it forward, in Karma, in Payback’s a Bitch, what goes around, comes around. You get the idea. It’s usually not hard to be kind to someone no matter what the circumstance.
Letting the person with just a few items go in front of you when you have a cart full at the grocery store. Smiling and asking if the cashier is doing well as you pay for your gas. Dropping off cookies or leftover cake in the teacher’s lounge (and really I just need to get it out of the house so I don’t eat it all.)
It’s little things, like holding a door for someone. When walking into the store, offering to return a cart from the lady who just put the last bag in her car (come on, I needed the cart anyway and it’s probably a good one.) I don’t even think about doing these things.
It’s volunteering for your child’s class, or for the ball team, or the local hospital.
Sometimes, it’s just picking up that empty soda can at the park and putting it in the garbage can.
I’m blessed and these things are all easy for me. I have the flexibility to help out at the schools. I’m healthy, I can bend over and pick up that can.
What I always find remarkable are those that give when it’s hard.
I’ve volunteered to work the concession stand for the High School football games. Proceeds from one booth go to the band, and the other goes to JROTC. I’ve got a child in both so I figure I should. Working the JROTC side Friday night, we had 7-8 kids helping out. They worked just as hard as the adults, the whole game. And it was hard work, I was exhausted. Yes, they are teenagers, they have more energy, but they’ve also been up since 5 am, been in school all day…by 11pm, when the game’s over, we’re all ready to drop.
As we’re cleaning up, one of the young men comes to me and asks if I think he’s a “good person.” Of courses he is, he’s part of the JROTC program, he worked hard all night, why would I think anything else. And I told him so. It turned out, he and his brother needed a ride home from the game or they would have to walk. I don’t have to tell you, I didn’t hesitate. I learned, driving them home, that they had stayed at the school, after school, from 3pm-6pm, just hanging out so they could help out at the game. They lived about 3-4 miles from the school, not far, but not in the best part of town.
Giving for these two wasn’t “easy.” But I honestly think, they didn’t know that. It was just something they could do to help out so they did it. I’ll be keeping my eye on them. I think that we’ll see great things from these young men because they just do what needs doing.
This casserole is so easy to put together and always a hit in our house. The mushrooms are optional but my son and I love then so, yeah, I always add them.
Need more ideas for dinner?