The subject
The photographerMy mom obligingly got me exactly what I asked her to for my birthday - a dehydrator. After attending a dehydrating class several months ago, I foresaw a glorious future where my children had kicked their pack-a-day habit of fruit snacks and were happily munching on wholesome home-dried fruit.
I decided to start with bananas. The chart said bananas take 6-12 hours to dry (a rather large window). I didn't get things powered-up until 3 pm but I reasoned it would surely be closer to 6 hours especially since I'd sliced the bananas thinner than recommended to speed things up.
9:00 pm: not dry yet
10:00 pm: not dry yet
Kelly & I start a movie. Surely they will be done by the time the movie is over
11:00 pm: not dry yet
12:00 pm: the movie ends
still not dry - the lamenting begins
What am I going to do! I'll have to stay up all night!
Kelly says I should just go to bed and let the dehydrator run the rest of the night (does he know how much we are spending on fruit snacks?!)
Then they'll be ruined and all the work I've put in (buying, slicing, and don't forget setting them on the trays) will be wasted!
There's nothing to do but set the alarm and hope the torture ends soon.
1:45 am: still not dry
2:45 am: Hallelujah I think they are dry enough!
Now do I need to let them cool before I put them in a bag? Heck no how much more sleep do I have to lose!
3:05 am: Back in bed. I'd better try to squeeze a nap in tomorrow
The next morning: Kids do you want to try these bananas?
They love them. They keep asking me for more all day.
That afternoon: No you can't have anymore. You'll get constipated! To Kelly, exasperated: They would eat these all day!
His reply: Wasn't that the point?
Nothing like dancing to keep constipation at bay.