With all your wonderful potato ideas I can’t believe no one came up with the ingenuious recipe Col and Rose are currently engaging in: (no knives or hot stoves involved) Stuff as many potatoes as possible down your pants and try to walk! Endless comedy!
I am also dwarfed by a little virus bug, which has laid me out. I can’t believe how much time I’ve spent in bed in the past 24 hours (which has been just a teeny, tiny bit awesome). Col and Rose visit frequently, which fills me with joy even when it seems they are just small talking heads attached to zillions of elbows, knees and feet programmed to find my most achy spots. Rose has been singing me songs–a long string of undecipherable words much like a Jewish cantor–from a “vewy small singing book” which is actually a Verizon cell phone manual. Col has been sticking his fingers in my germy face, pledging “I love you as much as you,” which I don’t really understand but makes me smile and laugh just before I cough some little spittle-encased virus bugs all over him.
Do you love my new banner photo?
My friend–highly talented professional photographer–Sabrina Brant came over to capture the chicken whisperer and his clan. Check out her photo blog at SAB Photography. She rocks! (see her Mother’s Day special!).
And have a lovely, green weekend!