CBA* – “The peacemaking meeting scheduled for today has been canceled due to a conflict.”
*Yes, these are actual misprints and other word glitches from real Church Bulletins. Thanks for asking.
But onward to making faces. As some of my ardent followers know (all two of you) my lovely, talented granddaughter, Miah, is in the process of making my blog look professional. We recently got together to discuss details. She asked insightful questions about color and layout and other pertinent things, to which I answered, “I don’t know.”
There was a bit of a whine to my answers as I handed over all the technical decisions to her, clarifying that I just wanted to write… and have hair like Farrah Fawcett and lose 10 pounds.
This past weekend we did decide to settle on a name and create some pictures to use on the blog. I had the idea to make faces out of food. We, using the royal we, are now experts. My daughter, Lori, Miah’s mother, came along for the chaos. Lori is one of the most creative women I know. Her original design quilts are amazing. But back to my challenges.
I purchased various foods, trying to concentrate on round things to use as heads. Miah and Lori jumped in.
This was one of the work sites. It looked as if battle had raged in the kitchen. It was wonderful. My contribution was to cheer them on and nibble on their supplies. I also researched and perfected a way to make lips out of tomato pieces.
My daughter got so involved that when we were finished she made an extra piece just for the fun of it. It was a very large face. Haricot vert makes lovely hair on large faces. We also warned Scott, her husband, that meals from then on would be laid out like landscapes.
Pieces were assembled, deconstructed, and re-assembled in a search for perfection. In the end, Miah stood poised with her camera, ready to capture the final faces.
Lessons I learned from this time together – a) It’s alright to play with your food. b) Grandma’s are better than teenagers at getting out of work. c) Families are fantastic.
As far as the unveiling of the blog update, Miah is a brilliant junior in college and said something about finals. This is wonderful. I’ve already instructed her to study hard and become rich and successful in life so she can take care of me when I get decrepit. Talk about motivation!
Loveya – The Grandma
Artist, African hand drum student, yoga neophyte, and Grandmother of 22 or so grandchildren. I enjoy cooking and writing. I value good friends and quiet times for reading.