Last week, our Relief Society had a great activity. We SANDBLASTED Pyrex dishes. As you know, Finlinson, is a REALLY long last name. As far as the length, it comes second to antidisestablishmentarianism.

I didn't think that Finlinson would fit neatly on the bottom of my 9 x 13 dish. Honestly, I didn't know whether I really even wanted Finlinson on the bottom of my Pyrex. I love my husband, I love the Finlinsons, but seriously, how blasé is that? Everyone has their name on the bottom of their dish, right? Well, maybe with tape or a permanent marker, but still.

I pondered what I could do that would be semi-creative. Hearts, flowers, the word peace, hope, charity, a frog? As I thought about these things, I thought of the meaning of life. We all know that the ultimate answer to life, the universe, and everything is 42; however, that was a little deep for my mood last week.

My thoughts then turned to what Pyrex-type dishes I own and which I felt like I could mar with the sand. Hmmm. The thoughts then turned to how I could make a sugar-free pie. (Rob and I are having an experiment with not eating refined sugar [pie, cake, pie, cookies, chocolate, candy, pie] for three months to see if it will help with slowing the cancer from growing like an out-of-control weed.) I like pie. Oh! I could sandblast something on the bottom of my pie dish. Wahoo!

I really am a genius. Hehehehehe.What, oh, what could I sandblast? I know! See below.....




The funny thing is how many people had no idea what 3.14 meant or what is the sign for pi. Gabrielle really wanted one with the value 3.14 so, we (my friend Natalie helped make one of them) made one of each. I suppose because we are such math lovers we got it.

I must confess. I thought it was pretty clever. I will never eat pie again without thinking of math.