Fruity Hack That Works

Remember those ads they used to show on TV for the Book of Home Remedies? It was a book full of “hacks” to fix things, cure things, etc…. My folks had it.

Today, of course, we don’t need that book. We can pretty much find answers to questions, recipes, and remedies all over the Internet. That’s exactly where my wife found what I am about to share.

I am sure that your grocery bill has gone up as much as mine. So when things go bad quickly, it makes me angry. Case in point: fruit!

My kids love blueberries, strawberries, and raspberries. The issue is that two to three days after buying them, they would start to go bad. It was so annoying.

Whether she found it on Pinterest or TikTok, I don’t know, but the last batch of berries we bought was two weeks ago and they are still good! This is nothing short of a miracle.

The “hack?” Mason Jars! Yep. My wife put a folded piece of paper towel in the bottom of the jar, placed the fruit in it and sealed it up. They have been in the fridge and still look and taste fresh!

Feel free to try it!

No More “Bloobies”

When my oldest son was growing up, he called the vacuum a “latchoom.” Both of my oldest sons called pizza “Pee-cuh.” Naturally, as they got older, they began to call those (and other) things by the correct word. When that happened, it always left me sad. That same thing happened today.

Every since she started eating blueberries, Ella has called them “bloobies.” I just LOVE that! When we would bring her breakfast to the table, she’d tell us what everything was on her plate.

  • Bloobies (Blueberries)
  • Strawbies (Strawberries)
  • Nana’s (Bananas)
  • Cockeese (Cottage cheese)

It was amazing when she started saying those words and knowing what they were.

When I woke up for work today, Sam said, “Guess who is saying ‘blueberries’ now?” She looked at Ella and said, “Tell daddy what you had for breakfast today?”

“Blue Berries,” she said. There it was. Clear as day. Ok, it may have been more like “Blue Bear-wees,” but it was definitely NOT “bloobies” anymore.

Sigh. My little girl is growing up so fast.

You know, I kinda like the word “bloobies.” I may just have to always call them that from now on ….