I still wonder how we were so lucky to find such a perfect house with such great sellers when we moved here. We hit the jackpot for sure!
This is actually several funny Jeremy & Angie stories.
First, Jeremy sent me a message on Facebook over the weekend was telling me about someone he knows who has chickens for sale. I told him Vince wasn’t going to go for it . . no use mentioning it. So, Jeremy sent Vince a message and Vince responded.
Then, Jeremy sent me that conversation because I wasn’t involved in it.
The next story is weird, then funny.
I don’t usually put knives in the sink but apparently Sunday I did. I keep my knives very sharp. I was running water in the sink and swishing my hand around to make suds and I hit that knife with the little finger on my left hand. It cut my finger on the outside and cut into my nail. That’s going to be fun growing out. It wouldn’t stop bleeding so I hollered for Vince and asked him to grab a bandaid and antibiotic ointment and meet me in the dining room. He thought I needed a stitch and I said no. It bled through the bandaid and he was insisting I got to the doctor . . no . . it’s your birthday and it’s Sunday. I am NOT going to the doctor. He ended up putting on a clean bandaid and wrapping it in gauze and taping it.
Just a few minutes later, I saw on Facebook that Angie had cut her finger and she was at the doctor getting stitches. That’s weird for both of us to cut our fingers on the same day, right? Her injury was much worse than mine.
Yesterday I called her to check on her finger. She was cracking up. She said “We were just talking about you. We’re eating . . I’ll call you back when we’re done.”
She called me back. You know I had made the Spelt biscuits yesterday and had written about it on Facebook. You’d think I stay on FB all day – I do not!
Angie called me back and said “We were eating and Jeremy said . . Judy made smelt biscuits today. She ground them (because I talked about home ground spelt). I’m assuming you know what smelt is – a nasty, stinky little fish!
Angie said “Jeremy! She wouldn’t make biscuits using smelt!” and he said “Vince said he liked it – it was kinda sweet and nutty tasting.”
Angie said “Smelt would not be sweet!” Jeremy said “Look it up on Facebook . . you’ll see!”
She looked it up and said “JEREMY! It’s SPELT . . not smelt!” He was sure I had gone back and changed it . . I had not. And just as they were at this point in the conversation, I called.
Isn’t that whole story funny? I thought so too. I love those two!
Rebecca L says
-Smelt biscuits! Har! Even funnier that he even thought you changed it!
When I first saw “smelt” I didn’t think of fish, but a variation of “smelled.” Funny where our minds go.
Pat Anderson says
I have never seen a smelt, but sure heard about them in Minnesota when I was growing up…seems like I remember that they have a “run” and people use nets to catch a lot of them…I’m old so maybe that isn’t right though…
And they are so stinky!!