I live in MidWest, USA and there is nothing exotic about it. Do not get me wrong, I love the rolling green hills, blue sky and even the cold winters and hot summers. But I absolutely love the clear blue waters of the Bahamas, the rainforest and the Fruit. Yes, the Fruit.

I bought some mangos on sale at the grocery store yesterday and had the ripest one for lunch today. They are just yummy - every bite tastes like sunshine. I have no idea what season is mango season, so when they stop appearing on the produce shelves, I will be pretty sad. I wish there were a way to keep mango in storage all winter long - I would stockpile them to eat one everyday.

I guess it is like they say The Grass (or in this case, the mango) Is Greener On The Other Side.

Joel and I are having a "Date Night" tonight. Of course, it includes watching the new Transformers movie, which brings me to another topic - Grown Men Having Toys.

My husband puts on a professional, mature persona, but underneath there is a boy who really thinks the missing All Spark will bring his electronics to life. It is kind of cute to watch him play transformers with the boys (until they try to touch his prized autobot and he gets territorial).

While it is fun to watch all my boys play transformers together, making the transforming sounds and pretending to battle, it leaves a mess. Inevitably, they will move on to something else, and when they do - there lay the transformers in the floor.

My solution was a simple plastic tote with a snapping lid. It makes wonderful toy storage and keeps them out of the way. (This solution also keeps those ugly things off my shelves - where Joel would like to put them on display - NO WAY)