What with the prevalence of Amish foodstuffs and having our trailer in for service (and eating out instead of making our own) we’ve been indulging in Much fat and Much sugar and Much high fructose corn syrup and Much chocolate (we visited a candy factory in La Grange; Plyleys) and then, just when we were getting back on the road to food again, Ellen had her birthday. She wanted fried chicken and shrimp and cake and we basically filled the day with sugar and fat. Yesterday *I* had had enough. I had coffee and eggs with salsa and good whole wheat bread from the Health Food store in Goshen. Then I did YOGA. For the first time in what seems like forever, definietly since Michael came, I did Yoga. And Jamie went for a bike ride. Of course, today, I can’t raise my arms higher than my elbows…
We headed to the Shipshewana Flea Market to get apples and a quilt (and came away with much much more) but while shopping for Amish apple butter I got so discombobulated by the ingredients of Amish peanut butter (sugar, peanuts, marshmallow creme, fat, sugar, fat, oh, what the hell, lets throw a couple odd peanuts in, more sugar and some fat) that I completely forgot about the Apple butter. Not a problem, it is raining today and SNOW is forecast for tomorrow (Michelle emails me that it is snowing in Minnesota NOW) that we’ll stay put until the weather clears. And maybe head to Shipshe for some truly decadent Amish peanut butter. My children, should I decide to allow them the hedonistic pleasure of a sample, may never be the same again.
Why so my many candles for the 5 year old? Zane of course really wants to know, being our youngest is is all about saying he is older than his 4 years. I’m sure he is interested in “can you get more candles on your birthday cake, and does that really make you older???”