HAPPY FIRST BIRTHDAY KAELYN JOY!
Have a fun day celebrating life.
Hugs and Kisses from your Great Aunt Arizona
Thursday, July 16, 2009
happy birthday hokey pokey
Have a fun day celebrating life.
Hugs and Kisses from your Great Aunt Arizona
Monday, July 13, 2009
Sunday, July 12, 2009
dancing with the prickley pear
After our Saguaro fruit adventures Jay and I were both excited to see the fruit on the Prickley Pear Cactus were turning red.
We got up early last weekend, donned gloves, hats and backpacks with water bottles and headed to the trail head near our house.
Our elderly neighbors recently told about the tiny needles of the Prickley Pear fruit and how they get stuck in your skin and are painful and hard to get out. It wasn't long before we discovered just what they were talking about. I quickly declared my job was to take a tool and scrape as many of the needles off the goads (small bumps where the needles grow) as possible before Jay picked the fruit. That way I had very little contact with the offending prickers.
After filling a backpack with fruit and a rubber glove with pickers we headed home with our haul. After researching on the Internet, we decided we would burn the needles off the fruit and then hopefully be able to cut them open and extract the fruit without further pain.
That evening we set up a table outside where we could be cooled by the misting system and set to work. It was after midnight before we finally stopped...with a pile of fruit still remaining. Unlike the Saguaro fruit, the seeds in the Prickley Pear fruit are big and hard and undesirable in jam.
Between the prickers and the seeds I was happy to hear my husband announce that this was going to be our one and only experience harvesting Prickley Pear fruit.
We got up early last weekend, donned gloves, hats and backpacks with water bottles and headed to the trail head near our house.
Our elderly neighbors recently told about the tiny needles of the Prickley Pear fruit and how they get stuck in your skin and are painful and hard to get out. It wasn't long before we discovered just what they were talking about. I quickly declared my job was to take a tool and scrape as many of the needles off the goads (small bumps where the needles grow) as possible before Jay picked the fruit. That way I had very little contact with the offending prickers.
After filling a backpack with fruit and a rubber glove with pickers we headed home with our haul. After researching on the Internet, we decided we would burn the needles off the fruit and then hopefully be able to cut them open and extract the fruit without further pain.
That evening we set up a table outside where we could be cooled by the misting system and set to work. It was after midnight before we finally stopped...with a pile of fruit still remaining. Unlike the Saguaro fruit, the seeds in the Prickley Pear fruit are big and hard and undesirable in jam.
Between the prickers and the seeds I was happy to hear my husband announce that this was going to be our one and only experience harvesting Prickley Pear fruit.
Saturday, July 11, 2009
why i love arizona #4
I love shopping at
More organized than Goodwill...
Cleaner than Salvation Army....
Larger than any second hand store I've visited before....
Multiple locations throughout the city....
Thursday is my favorite day to visit Savers as that is the day the new sale color tag is introduced. Thursday through the weekend that particular color is on sale for half price.
Monday morning Savers shopping is only for the brave and seasoned shopper. On Monday the color that was half price the previous week now sell for $1.00 regardless of the original price. People line up outside the store before the doors open at 9 AM. If you are interested in women's clothing and you arrive at 9:15 you are too late. In the first fifteen minute each rack has been searched and stripped of any decent garments with the sale color. Shopping carts are stacked to overflowing. People buy the clothing and then take it across the boarder to Mexico and resell it. Buyer beware...you don't want to mess with the professional shoppers or you just might get hurt.
More organized than Goodwill...
Cleaner than Salvation Army....
Larger than any second hand store I've visited before....
Multiple locations throughout the city....
Thursday is my favorite day to visit Savers as that is the day the new sale color tag is introduced. Thursday through the weekend that particular color is on sale for half price.
Monday morning Savers shopping is only for the brave and seasoned shopper. On Monday the color that was half price the previous week now sell for $1.00 regardless of the original price. People line up outside the store before the doors open at 9 AM. If you are interested in women's clothing and you arrive at 9:15 you are too late. In the first fifteen minute each rack has been searched and stripped of any decent garments with the sale color. Shopping carts are stacked to overflowing. People buy the clothing and then take it across the boarder to Mexico and resell it. Buyer beware...you don't want to mess with the professional shoppers or you just might get hurt.
Friday, July 3, 2009
silly lily reads a book
As I've been collecting children's books the last few weeks, I've been using peanut butter to remove the sticky left when I take off the price tags. Lily frequently helps clean up the peanut butter after the sticky removing is done. The other day she discovered that the stacks of books that are on the living room floor smell like peanut butter. I watched her pick up a book out of the stack. When I said something to her she dropped the book in the middle of the living room floor. I had a good laugh when I saw the title of the book she chose.
Silly Lily!
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