Resting on my Laurels

I don't feel like blogging. Call it Spring, call it lazy, call it life, anyway you call it the result is the same. Nothing new to tell. Sometimes our life is just boring. I consider that good. Boring means I don't have to clean, or cook, or drive, or scold, or entertain. It means my kids are taking care of themselves.

But I feel obligated to keep my mother, David's mother, and all other loving friends and family, informed of our well being. Also our doings must be documented.

So here you have what we did in the winter when my children needed manufactured doings. Fortunately, we found a cartoon called Avatar the Last Airbender. It's a Nickelodeon show that has an end, kind of like a very long miniseries for kids. It was fun enough that David and I watched it too.

As we neared the end of the series, we felt that we needed to go out in style. So on a SCHOOL NIGHT we had an Airbender party.

We made Airbender cookies that represent the four kingdoms or Earth, Wind, Water and Fire.

And ate Airbender food, which we guessed was like stir fry.

Then we watched the last episode and cheered and laughed and felt silly that we got so into a children's television show (well only some of us felt that way).

See? We do stuff.