Somebody had too much time on their hands.
Wow.
Masha and the Bear
We have quite a fair bit of Russian going on at our house these days.
Since the bald kid has less than a month before he enters the Missionary Training Center (MTC) and he wants to have as much of the language under his belt as possible.
Good idea I reckon.
Here’s my favorite little show he’s been watching and trying to translate.
You really should hear our big guy sing along with Masha. You’d never be the same again!
Watch “Dane’s Wish”
The Chef and the Surgeon
Back when we were pups–my dear friend Mary Jo and I decided to go Trick or Treating…you know, take the little kids out so they’d be sure to have some mature, adult supervision.
Ah, yes. What humanitarians we were. ALWAYS thinking of the welfare of others…small children…old people…woodland creatures…pet rocks.
{sigh}
Ok…ok.
So, there were a couple of guys up the street and we figured why waste a good excuse to drop by and say a nice, casual, breathy, impromptu, “HIiiiii.”
The kids did make a pretty great smoke screen though.
heh, heh.
Bountiful Baskets
Have you ever heard of Bountiful Baskets? If you have and you know all about it then you have my permission to ignore me…well, wait, not entirely…but go check out the Crafting Tutorials or something.
But if, like me, you are new to the idea of a food co-op then you may just want to check this out.
Here’s how it goes. You go to the Bountiful Baskets website and scope it out, click around and read the rules.
Next you follow the directions for signing up for the baskets at your location.
Then, on Monday evening at about 8 o’clock–times may vary in your area–you log in to the site…
and order a basket and whatever else you want that they are offering that week–and pay right there online.
The basic basket is $15 and is 50% fruit and 50% vegetables—totally random stuff, differing from week to week. This week’s also included celery, lettuce and broccoli–but they were already put away–so no picture.
The items you can order separately could be tortillas, 9 grain bread or chewy granola–to name a few.
Then the following Saturday you show up at the prearranged site—with your own empty box or basket and pick up your loot. It’s very cool and kind of exciting to see what will be in the basket each week.
I do, however, have a word or two of warning.
Do not, under any circumstances, push the “ORDER” button more than once–not even if it says the server is down and come back later. Don’t think that you’ll just push the “ORDER” button, oh, say FOUR times because it doesn’t seem to be moving fast enough, or because you want to make sure that it is really, truly working.
Just don’t do it, or you–my friend–could end up with a bigger busload of fruit and vegetables than even Farmer MacGreggor would know what to do with. And then, you’ll have to figure out how to eat it all…fast.
Don’t bother asking me how I know this…
that would be humiliating.
But if anybody needs a fruit salad–I’m your girl.
A Child Left To Himself…
…putteth his mother to shame.”
Isn’t that a bible verse or something? If it isn’t, it should be.
So, here’s the story—
We grown-ups were minding our own business, having a discussion of some sort in the office when we heard an unusual amount of giggling coming from the kitchen—always a dangerous sign with a three year old loose in the house. We came around the corner to find, to our surprise, that a 25lb. bag of flour can, indeed be ripped in half by a determined kid with a fork. Pretty sure he thought there was a prize inside.
He was wrong…
dang cute…
but wrong.