For the 2 People…..
…who actually read this blog…..
I obviously haven’t posted for a while. I am not giving up altogether, though.
I’ll be able to post more when school slows down, which will not be any time soon. :)
Head over to my Twitter account. That will keep you updated until I officially return to blog-world.
VBS
Last week I volunteered at the Friendship Baptist Center in Des Moines, Iowa.
They held a Vacation Bible School for the inner city kids in the area. Age 4 to 7th grade kids were invited. I think our high for the week was 50 something.
Here are some pictures. These kids were all so cute! Most were Mexican or African American.
Alex and Fernando.
This was a push-up contest that my preschoolers “competed” in. Needless to say, their push-ups were not valid for entry in the competition.
This is Gina.
This is Leila.
Here’s Katherine.
And one more, folks…..
Mikey!
What a fun week! It was VERY hot each day, though. The kids came and listened to Bible stories, ate snacks, played games, and sang songs.
We fed them lunch, since most of the kids probably had no breakfast.
One day, we were putting tattoos on the kids’ arms. We asked Fernando if he wanted a tattoo. He told us that he would not get a tattoo because they hurt very badly. We explained that these were tattoos that would come off, they would not hurt. He insisted that he would not get a tattoo because they hurt too much. I looked over at one of the Directors, and she said “He knows… They all know!”
Another story: Fernando didn’t come on the last day of VBS, so we asked Fernando’s brother, Hosea, if he was coming. Most of the kids are still working on their English. Hosea replied, “Fernando’s sick. He got puked.” :)
Swimming Lessons
I am sure that the title is self-explanatory, however, I will tell you anyway.
I am doing swimming lessons this week.
Get a load of these.
Si!
This is Jack Benny and Mel Blanc in an old video I found. Hilarious.
Oh, Dear
Hey, you! Yeah, you. Look over there. In the sidebar. See the “Things You Ought to Know” section? Yeah. Look closer. See the part about “weird things I do”? Well. Here is a lovely example of that very phrase. Oh, dear.
I made an M&M of myself. I call her Shirley.
Why? Because I am weird. WEIRD. Say it: weird.
Blue body: I like blue. And green. And pretty much all colors.
Brown hair: I wish my hair was that flippity. Hmph.
Mouth: Can you see the braces?
Stethoscope: Because I like medical stuff, that’s why.
Converse tennis shoes: I like those, too.
Eyes: I look like I am going to fall over in a traumatic fainting spell.
Just to let you know, it doesn’t really look like me. Also, I will never sleep again because I put this on here. For the whole world to see.
Oh, dear.
You Have the Floor
New discussion:
I am still here. (Does that count as new or old discussion?)
We are having a garage sale. So far we’ve earned a whopping $16.75. Whoop-diddy-do.
I am still knitting. More Misti Alpaca “Birds in Paradise” socks, only a different pattern.
Old discussion:
The blog theme. Seems to be the fashionable thing to switch blog themes for summer. Sarah and Wyatt did it.
Winter. It’s finally over. Iowa winters kill.
Dear me.
Make Some Now
Since I am such a lousy blogger, here is a recipe for you.
Banana Chocolate Chip Cookies
- 2 1/2 cups all-purpose flour
- 2 teaspoons baking powder
- 1/2 teaspoon salt
- 1/4 teaspoon baking soda
- 1 cup white sugar
- 2/3 cup butter, softened
- 2 eggs
- 1 teaspoon vanilla extract
- 1 cup mashed bananas
- 2 cups semisweet chocolate chips
- Preheat oven to 400 degrees F (200 degrees C). Grease cookie sheets. Sift the flour, baking powder, salt, and baking soda together, and set aside.
- Cream the butter with the sugar until light and fluffy. Beat in the eggs and vanilla. Mix in the mashed bananas. Add the flour mixture, and stir until just combined. Stir in the chocolate chips. Drop by spoonfuls onto prepared cookie sheets.
- Bake in preheated oven for 12 to 15 minutes.
Oh.
No pictures.
* see above about “lousy blogger” *
Well, just trust me on this one, and make some of these.
Please????
Thank you.
