Saturday, November 08, 2008
The day the bananas went rogue . . .
Never taunt a banana. It can only lead to tears.
Poor Mr. Daisy.
The Saturday Seven was discovered on a field trip to my basement. I have no idea why we have even more belts for vacumn cleaners that we no longer own but here are two belts, four grilling utensils - cleverly disguised as screwdrivers - and yet another ice cube tray. Hopefully, someone will be looking for these at rummage sales in the Twin Cities.
Hope you enjoying the snow! We have a fire going in the fireplace . . .
P.S. I do not own a sock knitting machine but I do covet one. Birthday ideas, anyone? Buehler?