Let me show you my latest major fail. I have a candy eating habit that is wrecking havoc on my health. (I am borderline diabetic.)
So, I see the picture of fresh dehydrated strawberries on Facebook and the claim that these taste BETTER than licorice. Better than licorice?? Not possible.
Three days later, I have a pint of strawberries on a pan per the instructions and four hours later this is what came out:
Yuck. I did not spend the time to peel these strawberries off of the parchment. And they weren’t even that dry.
The recipe said these could be stored for four to five weeks in an air-tight container. That would be so nice — if it worked.
Please tell me this happens to you too!
This little project remains one of my favorites. I created this maybe five years ago, after cutting down a tree that had fallen.
A little sanding; paint; and polyurethane on the wood. The rocks were fun to paint and have withstood many games of Tic Tac Toe. (Those are ladybugs and bees if you can’t tell)
The Grands love to play with it and I keep it on my deck.
I hope you have creative, crafty time in your near future!
I never played with my cousins growing up, but I see how important they are to my grands. It helps that out of my five grandkids, four are boys of similar ages. (Poor Tuesday)
Their personalities are so closely similar. They laugh, fight, connive, cry, hug, learn and love.
I’m one of the common denominators in their little lives. Sure my kids get together and have the kids over to each other’s houses, but coming to Grandma’s is one way to get together.
I wish I had the time and energy to do this all the time. Unfortunately, I’m not retired and “life” wears me down so it’s not possible.
When I see all the times where they do get to play together, I see how special it is. Love.
I have the game, “Would you Rather” but I don’t think any adults have ever played it in my house.
For nearly five years, it’s been me reading the cards to my granddaughter and her telling me her answer. When she was younger, she struggled answering because she knew she didn’t want either. Ha!
[Just like life, little girl. Sometimes you have to choose anyway.]
So — for fun — would you rather . . .
. . . lose your ability speak for one year -OR- your ability to walk for one year?
. . . be the shortest boy in the fourth grade -OR- the tallest girl in the fourth grade?
. . . always be itchy -OR- always feel like you have to pee?
. . . be an only child -OR- have seven siblings?
. . . live forever as a 13-year-old -OR- as a 65-year-old?
Have a GREAT day!
P.S. My box — complete with puppy love on the corners.