Time with my family can sometimes take on a manic quality. It was comparatively calm this weekend, probably because my sisters spent a lot of time working.
Church is always weird with the family. When we came in a blonde teenager I didn't recognize came running up to me, "Hi Melody I haven't seen you in forever!" It was very odd to have a conversation about work hours and making car payments with this very put-together young lady whose class I taught when she was four years old (and older, after I figured out that I don't like small children).
I came back Sunday afternoon/evening. Car rides with Bethy are good because we get a chance to talk about random stuff.
Robin was at Mike's when I got home, but when she came back we continued our soup adventure. We'd bought a lot of veggies so we could make mimosa soup. It's supposed to be this detox soup you drink every three hours for two days. We've heard of people doing a ten day 
detox, but we thought two sounded more likely for us.
We'd already spent a couple hours chopping stuff up last weekend, but it had taken too long and we'd put in all in the fridge to have this week. We spent another few hours chopping stuff up, boiling it, and running it through the blender. It looked something like the picture above.
About halfway through our boiled veggie mush the blender began smoking. We set the blender outdoors, decided it was a sign from God, and used the vegetables as compost in our garden.
4 comments:
Psycho blenders. Ours never worked.
Detox soups can be testing. I did the cabbage soup thing like 4 times this summer. It...was... harsh.
um, so you totally didn't go with the story we came up with... not that I remember what that was... something better than the truth!
Oh, and the blender catching on fire was on our approved list of stories? I don't think so.
I couldn't remember what we agreed on either. :p
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