Hi There Hammy

Three layers of cake +/= three layers of pie…

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Bunzilla! Dad has worked his magic once again…

I’ve been taking a weaving class here at Sterling (No! You didn’t know that, did you?). After our class went on a field trip to the Old Stone House Museum to look at looms and such Schirin, Joe and I went back to set up and weave on an enormous barn loom they have up in the Athenian Hall attic. Long story short, it was fun, Schirin had to dress up (all the way down to bare feet!), Joe and I didn’t (yes….) and even though the loom was set up in a strange way, it worked in the end and we were able to weave some things!

Is a sweet bit of whimsy that I found over at Poppytalk.

I found a tutorial featured over on Craftzine this morning that shows how to take a ratty paperback book and turn it into a really nice hardcover book. I think I’ll try it on a particularly sad copy of Watership Down that I’ve been reading to pieces since I was seven. All it takes is some stiff cardboard, fabric and a glue stick… too easy!

HaWOW! Remember all those cucumbers I’ve been amassing over the past few weeks? They finally graduated to PICKLE status this weekend. We made six small jars and two big jars of briny pickles.

The recipe we used from my cousin is pretty simple:

Dill Pickles
1 qt vinegar
3 qts water
1 C salt
Garlic
Dill
Don’t scrub pickles. Wash and let soak overnight in clean cold water. Put
cucumbers in jars (don’t pack tight). Bring solution to full rolling boil and pour
over cucumbers (for 1/2 gallon jar, use about 4 cloves of garlic and 1 large
stalk of dill). Let jars stand a little before sealing.

We’ll see how they turn out in six weeks. The brine made enough for eight small jars and two large jars so we had a little extra.

My parents visited this past week and snapped some pretty cool pictures with their fancy phones while they were here. Among those pictures they managed to capture Linus just before I gave him his tri-monthly haircut…

Linus tends to get so much calmer and happier once he’s starkers… and he feels so much like a little warm lamby that I have trouble not cuddling him all of the time!

… to join the other bunnies.

This cucumber decided that it wanted to do it’s own thing this time. Huh.