I drove my sorry foot down to my sister's last weekend. It was just what I needed. She and John had us all over for a 4th of July BBQ.
The yard was filled with them.
Ok... so Noni gave her Beans some bubbles. You knew that didn't you? The boys were blowing these orbs around all over the place. It was one of those messy moments that only a grandma can get away with.
I bought them thinking it would be cool to see blue and purple bubbles floating around in the air.
What could possibly go wrong?
Little Bean was pretty careful with his bottle of toxic waste. He spilled some on the lawn and it didn't blow up or anything.
as things sometimes do.
I hobbled for the garden hose and , miracle or miracles, the minute that the water hit the blue goo, it all went clear. The blue disappeared. If you touched a spot of blue with a drop of water... the blue just vanished. Amazing, right? So this seeming toxic bottle of joy was water soluble and cleaned up really well. AND... the lawn wasn't dead the next day.
I have a lot more of my visit to show you, but it will wait for another day. We are hunting rattlesnakes around here. One showed up last night at about 9:00 p.m. It was dark. Good thing they have alarm systems. Photos later.