The Metamorphasis of a Look

Is that better?

I was doing a blog tutorial with my friend, Katie, and the computer I was using only had some old pictures on it. I was sweating since our a/c is not working and the snow looked inviting. So, that's the real explanation of the snow pics yesterday.

Little Miss has been making an effort to be at breakfast by 8 AM. I instituted a new plan and ever since, she has been to breakfast. The first time she beat James to the table his nose was out of joint all day!

Pretty funny, actually. 

I didn't know he held his position in compliance with such pride!

We have this can of protein shake called Alive that Brianna uses while she is in treatment for her neck. Bri thinks it tastes fine, but it is green because it is made from peas. I gave Missy a large glass of it on a morning she did not show for breakfast early this week. She drank it but declared it was YUCKY! I told her, look, if you can't be here for breakfast because you don't want to get dressed and make your bed then you have to drink the shake and eat a banana when you finally do show up. Your body needs  to get energy from somewhere, but we can't hold breakfast until 11 AM!!

Our day must go on. 

 She'd rather get her behind in gear than drink that green stuff.

My breakfast

lunch

and 

supper

have mainly consisted of this:

Steve is not real impressed with my cooking lately.
Tomato sandwiches without bread just aren't quite the same.
(he eats gluten free)

and we've done some of this:

but yesterday I gave Katie about 80 lbs or so of very red ripe tomatoes
and then we had to go pick more.
Decided to skip the Thurs market and just keep to our little town.
So Friday is market day.
The girls have made contact with all the nice little restaurants in this town and we have made good customers of them. One is ordering 40lbs of tomatoes a week.

Steve was working at the little hospital in tourist town yesterday. He was bending over a leg wrapping in the ER when the patient shot up and said, "hey! there's a deer in here!"
Sure enough. A yearling had walked up the front door of the new hospital and activated the automatic doors. He walked in and then found himself trapped as the door closed behind him.
He decided to explore the place.
I think every patient and every nurse was paid a visit. Steve and some other guys blocked him into a room, but that didn't do much good, so they let him out and guided him along the halls to the open  door.
I think it sort of brightened their day.

lol.
James is playing with Missy's dolls.
The girls snapped a few pics....
and he wants to know if I am going to blog them!
LOL.