Weekend at Auntie's

We started the morning with Nan's fritters. Simple recipe, really.

Nan's Fritters

Take out two loaves of frozen bread and place in a floured bowl. Cover with a dishtowel and let rise overnight.

In the morning, pour 1/2" vegetable oil in frying pan and cook pieces of dough that have been stretched out into all sorts of odd shapes, with all kinds of holes in them. Doesn't matter what they look like. They come out fine in the oil.

I rip off pieces of dough roughly the size of a golf ball. Fry 'em up until they are lightly golden brown on one side. Flip 'em and fry 'em up until golden brown on the other side. Have a kid handy to butter them as you take them out of the oil. Remember to tell the kid that they are hot and DO NOT TOUCH THEM with their fingers.

This breakfast is not for the faint of heart. Or really anyone. It's horrible for you. But it tastes oh-so-good.

My Nan has been making fritters f-o-r-e-v-e-r. Her mother made 'em. And her mother made 'em. This is tradition in our family.

Nan's going to be 94 this year. She must be doing something right. And I think it's the fritters.

After breakfast we had to take K. to a Medical Response Technician (MRT) exam. She's already an MRT. This year, she got to play "victim" at the exam. Uck.

The following pictures might make you queasy. Sorry, but she looked so bad I had to snap some pics.

The girls and Auntie thought it would be cool to try and "stitch" K.'s arm. We thought these would make great pictures for show and tell this week.

I love the look on K.'s face.

She thought that was a terrible idea.

She was afraid they going to try and REALLY stitch her up. She must have said to them a couple hundred times, "Now, girls, don't really stab me with the needle. Just pretend so Auntie can take her picture."
We decided to make fairy traps and Auntie started an altered book.

Lots. of. paint. all. over. their. clothes.

Sissy.is.going.to.kill.me.

Time to hit the playground. Might as well get even more dirty.



Whew. Now we're tired.

What should we have for dinner? I know!

Let's go out to hibachi!
Great day.

Off to NYC with the knitwits tomorrow.