Grandma Paula's Tip for Getting Jars to Open

Ever had a jar lid that was so tough to twist you just wanted to throw the whole thing against a wall and let it smash? 

Cue the Sherlock reference: 

          Grace (Sherlock): *throws jar against the wall*

          Sophia (John [/Jawn]): *runs into the room* WHAT THE HECK ARE YOU DOING?!

          Grace: I couldn't get the jar to open.

          Sophia: *stares at mess, groans at damaged wall*

          Grace: *continues* I was going to look up a way to get it open, but I was too frustrated and lazy.

          Sophia: So you took it on the wall?

          Grace: Oh, the wall had it coming.

Anyway, that was a little extreme. A little.

So here is the scientific way to get your jar lid to come off. Run the lid under hot/warm water. This makes it expand, therefore loosing the lid's grip on the jar. 

Now here is my grandmother's more efficient way of getting the job done. *Flip the jar upside-down and bang it on the counter several times. 

**Always works.

~Grace

*Maybe put a towel on the counter before you do this. I doubt the jar will break. Not sure about the counter. Honestly, you don't need to bang it that hard.

** IT REALLY DOES.

CANADA - Arrival (Day 1)

GRACE: THIS COLOR

Sophia: this color

Grace: Well, thanking God we're here safe and sound. The plane ride was smooth - 

except for the turbulence - yes, and well, we're so glad to see our grandparents and their lovely new house. Vancouver is lovely. Their house is lovely. *dreaming* Sophia and I will live here someday. 

The Vancouver airport was lovely- way better than LAX. 

Yeah, I liked the sculptures and the natural colors to decorate the place. And there were waterfalls travelling down next to the staircases. Anyway, enough about the Vancouver airport. 

Now, my grandparents' talented African grey parrots. They are Baby and Coco. We're not sure how old Coco is, but we're sure he's just as old as Baby, if not several years older. Baby is 20. THAT PARROT IS OLDER THAN ME. 

Baby is a show-off. He's the social parrot out of the two. He likes to dance, especially when you're dancing with him, and he's the one that talks more, singing "lalala" and doing perfect impressions of my grandmother. It is comical the way he flips upside-down and bobs up and down. Just tell him to dance.

Now, to teach him the Mendelssohn Concerto...

Now Coco, has LAID THREE EGGS. Not at once. Unfertilized, yes (like a chicken), but still. EGGS. No, my grandparents did not eat the eggs. They are both very adorable and witty! They can imitate beeps, and even the sound of an electric brush! Beep beep, brrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!!!!!

Hopefully after the dinner my grandma and mother is making, we're play Mexican Train Dominoes.