Upcycling plastic Easter eggs

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After Easter there are two major dilemmas: one how many chocolate eggs and peeps can a person eat before noticeably gaining weight and two what to do with all those plastic egg shells.

While I haven’t figured out the answer to the first, I took some time to figure out the second. Continue reading

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An Easter Message

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I believe there isn’t a right religion to follow or a right name to call God by. There is only something bigger than us, that encourages to be better. What we call it doesn’t matter Allah, Jesus, Yahweh, God, Love, Waheguru, Brahman, Humanity, Mother Nature. It’s a matter of choice. For that reason I don’t share what I hear in church or promote my beliefs but since today’s message was about happiness and being alive I figured it was universal. Continue reading

Proof that we are related to apes

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When I call my niece a little monkey, I don’t mean it as a term of endearment. I say it because sometimes she acts like a monkey. She doesn’t fling feces or anything of that nature, but she is great at snatching and stashing things with ninja stealth. Leave out lip-gloss, gum, candy of any type, a cup with some coffee or a phone, turn around for a minute…Nay! Ten seconds…and SHAZAM it’s gone. All you can hear is the quick paddling of little feet accompanied by a little laugh of relief.

My only fear is that she will end up joining a pack of raiding monkeys
or become a highly persecuted master thief. True, she probably won’t end up doing either of those but still her skills and the delight she takes in hiding my stuff with the rest of her “treasures” makes me wonder.

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The perks of being an Aunt (or Uncle)

I am a single aunt. In my book that should be an acceptable answer to relationship status questions.

Before my 6 year-old nephew and my 4 year-old niece were born I never imagined I could love endless snot and sticky hands so much. I mean why would I love these little strangers? To what benefit? But somehow it happened; I fell for their tiny hands like a sucker. I fell in head-over-heels. I didn’t foresee how luring their warmth and outlandish humor would be. Another thing I didn’t foresee was how awesome being an aunt (or uncle) is and all the perks it comes with.

For starters, being an aunt or uncle doesn’t come with the downfalls of being a parent. By that I mean paying for diapers, formula, medicine, haircuts. You know all the expensive nonessentials. It does come with all the rewards though. You get to buy toys, play with play-doh and relive childhood. Hop on swings, be a complete goof in public and see them grow.

Portrait of me by my nephew. The resemblance is uncanny.

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