November 21, 2013 – Mom stopped by the coop looking for her dumbbell weights. I borrowed them for Sawyer when she told me she was going to bake a pound cake. I dragged them in the red wagon all by myself from the garage to the coop. Sixteen pounds, to be exact. I was limp as a noodle by the time I was done and needed a pulley system to hoist the weights into the henhouse where Sawyer could use them. I was flat on my back attempting to regain my normal rhythm of breathing when Sawyer’s shadow appeared over me.
“Happy… you didn’t think that I was going to cook with these exercise weights, did you?”
“Well, no… not in the batter,” I laughed. “I thought you needed them somehow for the cooking process. It’s a pound cake, so I figured that meant you were using heat induction, or thermal energy, or cooking under a brick.”
“Hmmm,” Sawyer replied thoughtfully, considering these possibilities for the first time. “I bet I could use them on a couple of worm burgers. Are you interested?”
Indeed I was! We had a terrific lunch that took only seconds to make and finished it up with a delicious slice of pound cake topped with fresh strawberries and a hot pot of tea. Thankfully, Mom came for the weights so I didn’t have to drag them back to the garage. I curled up in a ray of sunshine and took a nap.