it won’t be the first time: by me
The Boy® decided that he wanted to see if he could jump off of the roof of our house on Sunday, approx. 9ft.
Instead of just hopping down and landing directly below he took a full, standing leap and cleared about 8ft. of ground before landing and fracturing his foot.
He may have hurt himself, but I sure am proud that he had the balls to do it.
He has to wear his Robocop boot for 4 weeks.
a stranger: by me
Looking in the mirror it took me a while to get my head thinking positively about having to shave my beard.
“I need to treat the skin issue (not photographed) and that is more important than the beard” is what I kept telling myself.
This may sound strange to some of you, but I don’t really recognise myself. I have grown so accustomed to having a beard that I feel out of balance without it. I almost feel as though a part of who I am was taken with it.
I was two weeks away from seven months growth, and it’s all gone in ten minutes.
It really is the strangest feeling.
expired: by me
We have an old Polaroid OneStep camera and I discovered this morning that there were still four exposures remaining. The 600 film had been in the camera for about four years.
Harvest thought that the camera, making all the funny noises and having something pop out of the front, was magic.
baked avocado and egg: by me
This morning for breakfast I tried this recipe.
Now, although it looks really delicious in this picture that I took, mainly because I removed it from the shit storm that was left after cooking, I would like to write a little bit about the actual experience of making it.
If you refer to the recipe as linked above, it says, scoop out the pit, crack in an egg, and cook.
What actually happens is this;
Scoop out the pit revealing only a tiny hole in the Avocado, try cracking your egg into it only for almost all of it to run all over the baking sheet, then swear a lot, scoop out almost half of the Avocado in order to get the egg to fit only to find it is still not a big enough space and egg white oozes all over the place.
Sprinkle with salt, pepper, and paprika, then bake in an oven until the egg is done to your satisfaction.
While this is an interesting recipe and I really liked the idea it was a pain in the arse to actually make.
The recipe should have read like this;
1. Get the biggest Avocado you can find, preferably as big as your head.
2. Get the smallest egg you find, preferably a Quail egg, because quite honestly, that’s all that will really fit.
3. Continue recipe as instructed.