So, Victoria and I are having a Girls Night tonight, complete with snuggling up and reading
Black Beauty and making chocolate chip cookies, while Brad has taken the boys to rugby game #2. ( I do hope they sit beside someone kind who understands the game well. :) ) Our cookies turned out yummy, but there were times during the process we just weren't sure...like when we discovered that all the recipe's measurements were in grams of this and that, and we had NOTHING in the flat that measured in grams...not even the bathroom scale, which we checked..:)...I mean, how does one know, when looking at a big unfamiliar-sized hunk of butter, how much 50 grams is...hmmm...we laughed our way thru and here they are...wish you were all here to enjoy them with us...Daniel doesn't think they're too bad...

Let's see...remember Dan the Shuttle Man? Here he is, and an update. Many have said they are praying for him. Thank you so much. Last Friday we mailed him a copy of
Mere Christianity by C.S. Lewis, and also a gospel of Luke. Last week, Eden Baptist, where we have been attending church, gave everyone 2 copies of Luke's gospel to share with friends to invite them to a special city-wide evangelistic event later this month. Anyway, he should have received them on Monday, February 1st. We have not heard from him yet, but are hopeful that he will begin to read either or both of the books we sent him...so, keep praying...we hope/plan to invite him to our chuch for this special event where Tim Keller, a present-day apologist from New York City, will be speaking.
In other news, many have offered their best guess as to why glasses shook and children cried when we plugged in our clippers from the States...yes, we have some winners...drum roll, please...Pat Guthrie and Seth Drown!!!! YEAH!! So, suffice it to say that we have learned that there is a difference between ADAPTERS and CONVERTERS. One actually CONVERTS the voltage from 110 (US) to 220 (England), and the other simply emits loud noises and eventually explodes. Thanks to our friends, the Kynes (see picture of man with even haircut below), we now are growing hair over once continent-shaped bald spots. :) The boys are showing off their new haircuts, but it really looks more like they're auditioning for the opening credits of a Brady Bunch remake.


So, I'm back after the Tesco man just delivered INTO OUR KITCHEN an entire weeks worth of groceries--glorious! This week we are eager to try "prawn cocktail" crisps (shrimp-cocktail flavored potato chips), bramble conserve (blackberry preserves?), Wensleydale cheese with dried cranberries, black-eyed BEANS (as opposed to black-eyed PEAS), and crumpets. I'm beginning to get the hang of this ordering your groceries online . Some things, however, still puzzle me. Last night I did a search for "macaroni and cheese", and was sent to (I'm not making this up)--men's toiletries. Oh dear. Then I noted a highlighted special -- a "vacuum-packed shoulder joint". That was the entire description. No picture. No explanation. Never did find out what it was a shoulder joint OF...decided I didn't need one... My sweet friend Pat Guthrie, who lived here in Cambridge with her family a few years ago, has given me SO many helpful hints on living here, many in the area of food. She said that her family kept a list of all the different flavors of potato chips, and that their favorite was shrimp cocktail. So, to honor today's winners of the Mad Clippers Award, both Pat and Seth will receive their own bag of prawn cocktail flavored crisps, to be hand-delivered in May. Congratulations. :)

To wrap it up today, there's been more sightings of tree bobs in our area...plus I have tragic news about our lone persimmon on our persimmon tree. IT MAY NOT BE A PERSIMMON AFTER ALL!! OUTRAGEOUS!! I've been dreaming about, blogging about, and drooling over this persimmon--I love the things...and now... well, it's all Tesco's fault. Yes, I was looking online at the fresh fruits last night and lo! and behold! I came across my persimmon. Only they called it a "Giant Sharon Fruit ". That's an odd name for a persimmon, thought I. Then it hit me. What if my little tree isn't a persimmon tree after all! I mean, I HAD noticed that my persimmon was growing from a different part of the limb than I had remembered from back home in Arkansas. Well, and then I had noticed that the part that was supposed to be attached to the branch is actually, ahem, facing the opposite direction in our courtyard. So, those of you with horticultural prowess (Beth Jenkins), please help me. There may be some prawn cocktail flavored chips in it for you!



This just in: some have asked (Lucas) about the basketball score between the boys...let's just say that Dr. Green has been putting the smack-down on the boys and the overall score for the league champioship, as of this writing, is Dr. Green : 10 Boys: 8 I'm telling you, there's been some serious struttin' going on around here with this basketball business...but the boys want to assure everyone that they have dad right where they want him--feeling cocky and confident, and they are about to bust their big move, so hang tight, and thanks for asking...
Plus, for the next snow day when you're home from school and wondering what to do...here's our phone number (thanks to my dear friend Tammie Lou Van Neste) 011-44-1223-331-615. It's a free call if you charge it to Ray Van Neste's credit card, the number of which I'll include next time...:)