Cooking Dinner

These are a little darker than they should be maybe, but I like them. Young Adventurer liked the purple potato the best. I think it looks like it could be the next Veggie Tales character.

News of the Week

Feature Story:

At home we've been working on getting back into a routine. Yesterday Young Adventurer (hereafter referred to as YA) had done his homework, practiced piano and cello, watched TV, played video games, and finally came to me as I was cooking dinner with the common phrase among school kids: "I'm bored." We've been trying "do something creative" when we need an alternative to TV staring, as it's still too hot to suggest playing outside. "Be creative" has resulted in painted shoes, a poem written on my bathroom mirror, and an illustrated poem, among other things. Yesterday we tried a variation. I told him to grab some drawing supplies and a Bible, open the Bible, and draw whatever he read on the page, excepting David and Bathsheba and the like. First, Deuteronomy--the LAW--"That's boring!" he declared, and turned some pages. Job was next. He didn't want to draw Job. Then Chronicles--here it began to get interesting.
The passage was 1 Chronicles 25:7-8--David organizes the musicians:

The number of them along with their brothers, who were trained in singing to the LORD, all who were skillful, was 288. And they cast lots for their duties, small and great, teacher and pupil alike.

All the skilled musicians, teachers, pupils, small, and great; and they cast lots for their duties. That's not the way we choose the worship team these days. I wonder what havoc would ensue if we tried it. Anyway, YA drew a lyre, a gong, and a harp, in orange marker. Nothing profound or worth scanning so you could see it. The brain work wasn't translating to great saleable art. And he was bored with the musicians and turned the page, to the death of Moses and begins to read aloud of the trip to the top of the promised land so Moses could see where he would never go, and then...

"Oh My Gosh! Joshua's mom was named Nun!!"

[me] "That was his dad"

"Oh...Wouldn't it be funny if his mom was named Monk?"

Then he drew, also in orange marker, the french peas sitting on a wall while the Israelite vegetables marched around.

Editorial:

"This isn't very good. It kind of tastes like a Sour Patch Kid without the sour."
~Freshman daughter's thoughts on Powerade Strawberry Lemonade

Friday Night Netflix Streaming Movie Review: 

"Decoy Bride" with David Tennant.

There was almost a sword fight.
Charming scene involving an elderly couple and  bagpipes, which nicely illustrates the sermon we heard last weekend.

Photo of the Day:

Two dead in yard art bloodbath

Pink Lightning Sunset

Olympic Observations

1. Things got very quiet before Usain Bolt ran the 200m final. You could have heard a pin drop in that place. Anticipation is silent.

2. People don't know how to turn the flash off on their cameras. If they did, millions of batteries would be saved, just at the Olympics. Seriously, flash doesn't help when photographing the 200m final from the stands. Turn it off, people.

3. (and then there was more volleyball)

4. There's BMX bike racing in the olympics?

Ice Cream is NOT Made of Carrots...

But sometimes gelato IS made of carrots...

A.C.E. stands for the vitamins A, C, and E.
Vitamin A comes from carrots.
Really.
They're in there.
Carrots, in the gelato.

Yes, he tried it.

Yes, he liked it. He ordered it, on a cone. And ate it all.

 (good thing it wasn't ice cream, or this would no longer be just another one of your lies, grandpa)