Semantics or spelling? You decide.

This awesome picture is brought to you courtesy of some friends of ours here who found this jewel in our local market and left is somewhat anonymously on our doorstep tonight.  Husband Dear is convinced that the "f" needed to be an "s" on this packaging, but I think there's room to argue that the consistency of the um, treat, inside may have led the marketing folks to the wrong descriptive word in the dictionary.  Needless to say after a week of tough classes and back to school colds, this provided much laughter and comic relief.
And I must say that, hands down, this is the best barf I've ever tasted--you knew that was coming right?

And sometimes you walk straight into the glass door

This is one of those posts that I hesitate to share, because let’s be honest it’s just plain embarrassing, but if you get past that it’s pretty humorous and the laughter helps it to hurt a little less—a little anyway.  So, we were walking into my favorite shopping complex and husband dear and the kids were up ahead of me giving me plenty of time to observe them as I walked.  Mainly I was taken with Imp and her, ahem, style.  She made it out tonight in flowery leggings and long sleeve top (it’s still 100 degrees here) and shiny pink heels dragging a magna doodle behind her.  After I observed her, and admired the job I did on husband dear’s haircut this afternoon, I saw two ladies in the perfume store smiling at Imp and then me.  I was then thinking, “that was so nice of them to smile, I’m going to smile back,” and WHACK.  That was when I walked smack into the retracting glass door.  And this wasn’t one of those times where you play it off quickly with a “nobody noticed so it didn’t really happen” kind of recovery, oh no.

 A)  I never saw it coming, so it was a full on smack the door and bounce off reaction. 

B) Several somebodies noticed and either laughed outright (my dear family) or had a mixed look of surprise and concern (the shopladies).  

So, what did I do?  After the shock of, “I can’t believe I just walked into the automatic door,” I brushed myself off and laughed.  On the way out after shopping I felt a little vindicated when I noticed the door didn’t make it unscathed either.  There at my head level height was a big forehead smudge warning of the importance of watching where you’re going.

Multitasking

Life here moves at a much different pace--not that it makes it any less hectic, just different.  I wrote before about a day in the life of our family, but here's an actual glimpse.  We have no dryer, but with temperatures well over 100 (STILL) and a balcony we can dry clothes pretty quickly--oh, and also dates.  These dates were given to us from our friends and neighbors fresh from the date palm and they are so delicious!  And in case you're wondering--yes, our outdoor balcony (and in fact our entire apartment) is carpeted.  I believe we may have the only place in this town with carpet.  I'm hoping for tile next time, and some trees.  Also this boggles my mind as well, but I'm pretty sure the tree in this picture is never watered (and considering it has been nearly a year since the last rainfall I'd call that pretty hardy--or maybe it's roots have tapped into the water line underground much like the bush/vine that grew outside and up and into our second story bathroom pipe...but that is a story for another day). =)  Which reminds me, time to go and put the laundry out again, and maybe eat a few dates while I'm at it--happy weekend to you all!

Macaroni and Monkey Bars

Some days are ice cream days and some days are emergency room days--only in our family we like to fit them both in together...what a day!  It started with our rough and tumble eldest daughter meeting her match on the monkey bars.  Our take away lesson from this:  if you decide to eat macaroni and cheese with your bare hands (wha?) it is a good idea to wash before trying to swing across the monkey bars.  Thankfully, she had already worked this out, and informed me of it after we picked her up from school.  Oh, did I mention the children started school.  Yes, it is only day three, but they are really enjoying it (aside from the unfortunate monkey bar incident).  But I guess the silver lining is that our trip across the border to the doctor also included a stop at a Baskin Robins and a lollypop from the nice doctor.

Our Summer

We are back from our island adventures and I wanted to share some pictures from our time there--and I am super stoked because I took most of these (when you have a photographer husband it's a little sad to look at your own attempts at pictures.  It's even sadder when people assume by extension that I know how to take good pictures with fancy cameras--not that husband dear hasn't tried to teach me, but there's only so much my mind can retain =)).

 An honest to goodness shipwreck--you should see husband dear's pictures of this!  Mine were taken standing on the side of the car--hanging on tight because it was really windy.

Husband dear at work.

     

 Our favorite secluded playing beach--it was great except for when the wind picked up and we had to deal with the sand.  Imp called it the "sting-y place."

The interior of the island pretty much looked like this--we had a blast going off-road, thanks to our friends who let us borrow their vehicle on this trip!

We all had a great time climbing rocks and exploring, looking for fossils and geodes.

 Flamingos in the wild--this was a big exciting first for us.  After we discovered them we had to go every day so eldest son could check on them. =)

Be vewy, vewy quiet.  Eldest son and daughter stalking flamingos. =)