I've had this machine since April.
No accidents.
A friend of mine posted a picture on Facebook of her "mishap" with a smoothie.
I commented on how this was my worst fear with this machine.
Two hours later this happened.
Unbelievable.
My trips to the Amish are becoming more and more frequent.
I love the simplicity of their life.
Wonder if they'd let me join them?
Yeah, probably not.
I got all of this for $21.
Boom.
I have been a regular popsicle making machine around here lately.
These are our favorite so far.
Coconut Paletas.
My harvest one morning this week.
My corn never grew beyond pitiful size.
But it is my corn.
And I love it.
My sugar babies are almost ripe.
Should be perfect by the Fourth of July.
I planted red and yellow.
Speaking of sugar babies.
He is pretty much mine.
The kids spent the day at my moms and we had an all day date.
Lots of shopping and eating and talking,
Glorious no kids interrupting adults only talking.
Maggie wanted some layers cut into her hair and bangs.
All this was a first for her.
It is beautiful.
But it makes her look three years older and I am not digging that part.
This is my forecast for the next few days.
Satan called...he wants his weather back.
How about you...is it hot where you live?
Are you near the fires in Colorado?
The tropical storm in Florida?
"My every mortal breath, is Grace and nothing less"
Friday, June 29, 2012
The Great Vitamix Debacle of 12, Bangs, and Hella Hot {InstaFriday}
The Great Vitamix Debacle of 12, Bangs, and Hella Hot {InstaFriday}
I've had this machine since April.
No accidents.
A friend of mine posted a picture on Facebook of her "mishap" with a smoothie.
I commented on how this was my worst fear with this machine.
Two hours later this happened.
Unbelievable.
My trips to the Amish are becoming more and more frequent.
I love the simplicity of their life.
Wonder if they'd let me join them?
Yeah, probably not.
I got all of this for $21.
Boom.
I have been a regular popsicle making machine around here lately.
These are our favorite so far.
Coconut Paletas.
My harvest one morning this week.
My corn never grew beyond pitiful size.
But it is my corn.
And I love it.
My sugar babies are almost ripe.
Should be perfect by the Fourth of July.
I planted red and yellow.
Speaking of sugar babies.
He is pretty much mine.
The kids spent the day at my moms and we had an all day date.
Lots of shopping and eating and talking,
Glorious no kids interrupting adults only talking.
Maggie wanted some layers cut into her hair and bangs.
All this was a first for her.
It is beautiful.
But it makes her look three years older and I am not digging that part.
This is my forecast for the next few days.
Satan called...he wants his weather back.
How about you...is it hot where you live?
Are you near the fires in Colorado?
The tropical storm in Florida?
"My every mortal breath, is Grace and nothing less"
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