I’m the luckiest girl in the world because I have a husband who cooks nearly every single night. Every. Single. Night. It’s a very wonderful thing and I appreciate it really a lot. It gives me time to do my crafty stuff. Or just sit around letting someone cook for me. If I just sit around letting someone cook for me long enough I start feeling a little guilty. I can feel guilty for a long time before I actually do something about it. This weekend I decided to do something about the fact that I never cook. I cooked.
We had a delicious meal of barbecued ribs. I browned the ribs under the broiler early in the morning and whipped up a batch of my famous barbecue sauce, which I haven’t made for a long time because I don’t cook much anymore. After the ribs were browned I cut them up into serving sizes and put them on a bed of sliced onion in the crock pot. I poured a cup of my barbecue sauce on top of them and plugged in the crock pot. Because I don’t cook much I realized an hour and a half later than I hadn’t turned the crock pot on. Merely plugging it in won’t necessarily make it heat up the food.
No matter, the ribs were finished by 6:00 and were absolutely delicious with some au gratin potatoes and coleslaw. The meat of the ribs came right off the bones and was moist and savory.
As we sat at the table after we’d finished eating I noticed the rib bones on our plates. The first thing I thought of was I wonder if I could do a craft project with these bones. I even said it out loud in front of Husby, who kind of laughed and said, “we could put them in the dishwasher and get them all clean, and then dry them in the sun.” I thought for a minute. Hmm…
After dinner I Googled “pork rib bone crafts” and I found this:
I got a little scared because I thought if we actually washed the pork rib bones in the dishwasher then set them out in the sun to dry Jesus might make them alive and they’d sprout little bone arms and legs and smiley faces and start dancing all over the back yard. That was too much for me to handle. The bones ended up in the garbage.
Yikes.
Auntie B's Wax 
Two questions spring to mind – firstly, what type of craft thing might you have made if you had gone ahead? And secondly, what does ‘Jesus brings our dry bones alive!’ even mean?!
At the risk of sounding like a religious idiot, I’m not really sure what that saying means. But if anyone could bring dry bones alive I guess it could be Jesus.
As for the craft project, I had nothing in mind. When I see a pile of something my first thought is “what can I make out of this?” I think I’m in too deep when I start examining what would normally be considered garbage for a potential craft. If I ever do come up with a fun craft project using pork rib bones I’ll make up another batch of ribs and we’ll start all over.
The reference about Jesus and the dry bones is from Ezekiel 37.
Did you know that off the top of your head or did you look it up? Yow.
A little of both. I somewhat remembered the verses but did have to look up the book and chapter. So is Yow a good thing or a bad thing? 🙂
Yow = I’m impressed. Impressed either way if you had it in your head or that you took the time to look it up. You can be the font of knowledge for my blog!