Yesterday it rained. Then it got snowy. Then bright, cheerful sun came out. Then blizzard snow. Then driving, wet rain and blustery wind. Then gorgeous sunshine.
Bring it all back, I say. Much better than today’s gray!
Yesterday it rained. Then it got snowy. Then bright, cheerful sun came out. Then blizzard snow. Then driving, wet rain and blustery wind. Then gorgeous sunshine.
Bring it all back, I say. Much better than today’s gray!
When my eldest and I decided to make egg and bacon sandwiches for breakfast, it was an obvious move to trot out eggs from our chickens in the backyard (they have really started producing nicely again). What wasn’t so obvious was that we should cook our delicious packets of yum in cookie cutter shapes.
My oldest thought this was a grand idea and set about helping me make it happen. First she found cookie cutters for her and her sister. She chose a pumpkin and her sister got a star. She ladled our scrambled eggs into the cookie cutters while I pinned them down to the sizzling griddle (careful not to burn yourself and make sure you use metal ones!). Of course a bit of egg leaked out of the bottom, but most of it stayed inside and started cooking very quickly.
It took longer than usual to fry the eggs and I had to turn temp to low so that they didn’t burn on the edges, but pretty soon I was able to flip the eggs (still in the cookie cutters of course), cook the other side, and bam – we had pumpkin and star shaped eggs. Next we cut the toast with the same cookie cutters and broke the bacon into pumpkin and star shaped pieces (OK, we just wedged pieces of bacon in there).
And then the girls ate it all up. Mom and dad had regular egg sandwiches.
On my bike ride home I stopped to take pictures of this orange fiery ball that appeared in the sky. It was rather warm and bright and I felt tingly all over. Please bring it back!!!
There are rats in our walls and it’s making Natalie threaten to move out so it’s an all out blitz attack this weekend.
Here’s what I’ve tried already:
Next up on my list:
If this shit doesn’t work:
So far they haven’t made it into the house (except for once when they found a way in under the kitchen sink and committed a bloody plum massacre all over the kitchen floor – I was able to find and patch that hole because they had tried unsuccessfully to drag a plum through the hole, leaving a bloody ring around the entrance.)
My daughters express their feelings about the coming rat battle.