I wore capris yesterday.
The windows were thrown open…
all over the house.
I kicked off my sandals and rolled up my sleeves in the middle of teaching class…
because, it was just…
too–dang–hot.
Dear Mother Nature…
We’re confused.
Is it Spring yet?
First Fire
Normally, we wouldn’t be getting the fire pit out until after Memorial Day. You know, when it magically becomes “barbeques season.” Who makes up these rules anyway?
But Daney-boy came over with a nice, fresh bag of marshmallows and inspired us to be complete and utter rebels. Out we went in the dead of night to toast those little beggars. Oh, and I was ready too. I had a lovely package of Fudge Striped cookies–my personal favorite for making Blondie S’mores…instead of graham cracker/candy bar ones.
My favorite–that is–until I had my marshmallows toasty brown and ready for their new cookie/chocolate sandwich, and I quickly tore the package open and found…
this.
Looks like SOMEbody took a hammer to my package of cookies…or threw them on the ground…
about a hundred times. Obviously, dark and sinister forces were at work here. Who could do such a foul thing? Who could we call for help? Sadly, I’m not aware of any Broken Cookie Task Force at our local police department so we were pretty-much hung out to dry there.
Luckily, being the stalwart, sturdy mountain folk that we are…we came up with a plan B…
that…involved…
oh, FINE…
graham crackers. Pfffft.
Sheesh.
{ I Will Rise- African Style }
” He lives, the Savior and Redeemer of all mankind, whose Atonement came as an act of grace for the entire world. He has done for us what we could not do for ourselves. He has brought meaning to our mortal existence. He has given us the gift of eternal life. God be thanked for the gift of His Son, the Redeemer of the world, the Savior of mankind, the Prince of Life and Peace, the Holy One.”
~Gordon B. Hinckley
Happy Easter my friends.
~Meeting The Babe~
:}
Cheese Ball Carrots
Around here there are a ton of people that we love to give things too–especially if there’s a reason to do it…you know, like a holiday or something. Friends, neighbors, daughters, sons, sweet little grand-babies–they’re all in desperate need of some cute little Cheeto Carrot love–don’t-cha think? I so agree.
I could have used the carrot shaped cello bags that are kicking around now, but I worried that they’d be too small to hold a decent amount of Cheetos. One should NOT be stingy with Cheetos, after all. So, I used 12″ disposable icing bags instead. We’ll have a million left, but I’m sure they’ll be used for another noble cause. Heh…
They were the perfect size.
Had a small struggle finding actual Cheeto Balls. Heaven knows there are every other shape in the world right now, just not round. We found these at Wal-mart–finally, finally.
Again I say they were…perfect!
Last of all we used two strands of green curly ribbon for the carrot tops. As you can see, they are fabulous. Just waiting for a sweet little Easter tag and off they’ll go to their new homes to spread joy and happiness…
as only a Cheeto can.
Baaa-hahaha!
