I have not been murdering people in my back yard… though I could see how you might make that mistake. I have been making Ice Marbles.
For the past few days it has been FREEZING in upstate New York. I don’t just mean a little nippy, I mean single digits. Yesterday it was seven degrees when I took the kids to school in the morning; today’s high was fourteen. Personally, I think this sort of weather calls for wrapping up in a blanket, sitting by the fire, and drinking tea until it becomes late enough in the day to drink wine.
I have a friend—one of those crafty types; the sort who wouldn’t have a Pintrest disaster—who thought the weather called for making Ice Marbles.
And then, suddenly, there was something of an epidemic of Ice Marble-making among my Facebook friends.
And I though, hey, why not? Pixie would love it and how hard could it be? All you need are balloons, food coloring, and glitter. And cold. I have all of that. Especially the cold.
So yesterday, after lunch, Pixie and I found the balloons and the glitter, we dug out the food coloring (I don’t know I keep calling it that—it’s not as if we would actually use it on anything we would put in our mouths) and started our Ice Marbles.
We used a funnel to hold the balloon open while we put a few finger pinches of glitter and 8-12 drops of food coloring in each balloon. Then we filled them full of water. I put the balloons right on the faucet and turned on the water—that was the nerve-racking part… watching the balloon swell and swell and swell and wondering if I was about to get showered with colored water and glitter. I didn’t, though, and all of the balloons made it outside to freeze.