They are finished...and so am I

Ding dong the dioramas are done...la la la...la la la. By the time we stood over one child to write shark facts and another to type up a "short report" to go with the project, we both needed a mid-afternoon beverage. His? Coffee. Mine? Strawberry Airborne fizzy water. We go for the hard stuff in the hard times, friends. The result was a stark, but lively vision of sea life and an honest glimpse into the reality that was Cherokee life back in the day. I'll give you a taste of the Cherokee life...just a glimpse of dinnertime preparations:



And, yes, go ahead and say it. Wallace and Gromit's creators would be proud. This Cherokee family is apparently having "Were Rabbit" for their meal. Shrinky Dinks are unpredictable in their shrinking percentage. One quarter sized piece may shrink to the size of a dime and the same sized one might shrink to the size of a pencil eraser. Who knew that the rabbit we drew would shrink to the size that was taller than the two people who were having it for dinner...and ten stop. I was too tired to force the issue of drawing and coloring another one. Hopefully fourth grade won't count off for incorrect proportion.

Afterwards came a trip to the grocery store for emergency sausage ball ingredients and meat for the hub's wonderfully grilled burgers. I left just in time to see a man, who was a size akin to that of Santa, hop on the shopping cart and attempt to ride it through a busy and dangerous parking lot. He narrowly missed a car that was backing up and bit it right as he reached the cart return. His assumed significant other followed him several steps behind, shaking her head and eating a freshly purchased banana, unaffected by the spectacle he was creating. Whatever gets 'em going, I guess.

Enjoy what remaind of the evening, my friends. I am heading towards my nightly cocktail of grape flavored Delsym, Mucinex and various herbal supplements. I am the definition of living on the edge.
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