there is coconut juice on my stairs.

on sunday afternoon zane and brianna came over for a pheasant dinner. you see, isaac, his family, and zane went pheasant hunting a few weeks ago. you go, shoot some birds, they package the meat for you, and you bring it home for some good eats. well, i'm not a fan of meat, especially meat that was shot and killed by anyone i know, so zane and isaac got to eat the meat all by themselves. brianna was courageous enough to try a bite - but i couldn't even stomach that much.

my favorite part of the meal was when zane took a bite of pheasant and stopped chewing to take a BB out of his mouth. so gross.

isaac and i had been to the store the night before and had bought coconuts and pineapple so we grilled up the pineapple and cracked open the coconuts to see what it tasted like. well, zane had a brilliant idea to stand in my kitchen and throw the coconut out the back door so it could hit the cement and break open. well, i asked them to go outside and shut the door to do it so it wouldn't splatter all over my kitchen. zane didn't believe me that it would splatter that far. but low and behold - this is what my stairwell looked like after they threw the coconuts down.


huh -



here's zane enjoying some fresh coconut meat.


and here's the bonus pic for the day - this is what a man who is cleaning a bathroom looks like. isn't my husband great?? he went skiing on saturday and still came home and did his chores. :)