a photo essay

Or something like that.

Here are photos that I said I would post, you know, back when I took them.

But because this program is frustrating me (it loads the pictures backward from how you select them so while you go in order which is sometimes important for timelines, it loads them opposite and it is also currently refusing to move the photos... really?!) I'm going to also have to post the pictures in opposite order. In the end it doesn't really matter so here are the pictures.

This is the game, Turning Over a New Leaf (think team-building exercise).

This was balloon tag.

This is everyone (except Stacy who took the picture) with our art project!

Apparently I was lost in thought. With the scissors.

Ahh! They're attacking the camera!

These are pictures of the cherry pie I made for Emil.

I seriously am loving this new kitchen gadget...The end result! It was one of my best looking pies, despite the lighting.

That's all for now. I can't handle posting any more. Plus I don't remember what else I said I'd post.

five minute post

I have a banana bread in the oven that will be ready to come out in five minutes.

Last night I baked a cherry pie. It was Emil's last dessert of the month. I took pictures, those will have to get posted later.

It was a lot of fun pitting the cherries. Although it looked more like I had murdered them. The pitter, which has a shield, worked like magic. I can't wait to buy olives.

Back to the cherries. They were a bit juicy. That meant that juice was all over my hands, the table and basically everywhere. Cherry juice is a dark red. Fortunately it does not stain.

I wondered how I was going to try to explain that at church today...

The banana bread is because I bought bananas for Sunday school (I also had grapes, apples and danish, why am I surprised that I had leftovers of everything except the danish -I'm not really surprised, I expected that).

It smells divine in our house.

And my timer has gone off. This was not a five minute post. Nor is it a scented-blog... don't you wish? Cinnamon. The house smells like baking cinnamon. Yum.