Thursday, October 30, 2014

The Last Bit of Peanut Butter in The Jar

Yesterday, I had just a little bit of peanut butter in a jar. I decided to try an experiment.  I fixed some ramen noodles... without the flavor packet... and then I put the noodles in jar and stirred them up.
Next, they went into a bowl.
Well... it was surprisingly good, and I plan to make it again, only next time I'll spoon the peanut butter onto the noodles.
And I won't wait for the jar to be almost empty.

Wednesday, October 29, 2014

One-Member Clubs Revisited

Imagine if one actually did found a single-member club.   I think that what would work best would be a card club.  That club would "meet" once a week, and would be dedicated to one of the many games of solitaire!

Tuesday, October 28, 2014

A Little Gift?

This may contains spoilers for those who haven't read "Papa's Wife," by Thyra Ferre Bjorn [which I'm reading for the umpteenth time!], so I will skip a few spaces.







The book is a mixture of fiction and nonfiction.  Yes, her father really was a Swedish Baptist minister with eight children, and yes, the family came to America when Thyra [fictional name Charlotte] was a teenager, just as they did in the book.
In the book, she was given the nickname "Button" when she was a newborn baby. I wonder if she was called "Button" in real life; I like to  think that she was.


Now for the spoiler.


In real life, Frans August Ferre [Papa] died and was buried in Massachusetts.  In the book, his fictional counterpart dies while he and Maria [Mama] are visiting Sweden for the first time since coming to America.  Deacon Lund, a character in the book, says: "God never makes a mistake.  Pastor Franzon taught us that.  He will sleep now, where he would have wanted to sleep his last sleep-in Swedish soil"
I like to think that having his fictional counterpart "sleep his last sleep... in Swedish soil" was Thyra Ferre Bjorn's little gift to her late, beloved Papa.