And if you have kids I know that you are familiar with this series. If not drop bye the Library – I recommended this series to start off your Summer Reads program – But today wouldn’t be Fudge Day without the Fudge Series . Lisa
Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing (Fudge series Book 1
Living with his little brother, Fudge, makes Peter Hatcher feel like a fourth grade nothing.
Whether Fudge is throwing a temper tantrum in a shoe store, smearing smashed potatoes on walls at Hamburger Heaven, or scribbling all over Peter’s homework, he’s never far from trouble. He’s a two-year-old terror who gets away with everything—and Peter’s had enough.
When Fudge walks off with Dribble, Peter’s pet turtle, it’s the last straw. Peter has put up with Fudge too long. How can he get his parents to pay attention to him for a change?
Passed on from babysitters to their young charges, from big sisters to little brothers, and from parents to children, Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing and its cousins (Superfudge, Fudge-a-mania, and Otherwise Known as Sheila the Great) have entertained children since they first appeared in the early 1970s. The books follow Peter Hatcher, his little brother Fudgie, baby sister Tootsie, their neighbor Sheila Tubman, various pets, and minor characters through New York City and on treks to suburbs and camps.Tales of a Fourth Grade Nothing is the first of these entertaining yarns. Peter, because he’s the oldest, must deal with Fudgie’s disgusting cuteness, his constant meddling with Peter’s stuff, and other grave offenses, one of which is almost too much to bear. All these incidents are presented with the unfailing ear and big-hearted humor of the masterful Judy Blume. Though some of her books for older kids have aroused controversy, the Hatcher brothers and their adventures remain above the fray, where they belong. (Peter’s in fourth grade, so the book is suitable for kids ages 8 and older.)
“Will bring a chorus of laughter from sympathetic readers.” — Publisher’s Weekly.
Welcome to Sarah’s Eatery, where the food is to-die-for!
Escaping a dreadful marriage and an angry ex-husband, Kylie Berry moves to the small town of Camden Falls, Kentucky, to run her cousin’s café, Sarah’s Eatery. Only one problem: Kylie can’t cook to save her life, and the longtime chef walks out on Kylie’s first day.
“Winters will have you giggling into your book!”
Answering the call for a new chef, in walks lovely Rachel Summers, a friendly local brownie-addict who immediately gets the job. But when Rachel is found dead a few hours later, all fingers point to Kylie and her killer brownies.
Could Kylie have made a major kitchen blunder and poisoned the woman? Did a bitter former employee tamper with her pantry? Or was there more to Rachel than the kind smile and eager-to-please attitude she sported at the interview?
With the help of the few remaining café regulars, Kylie sets out on a journey to uncover the truth behind who killed Rachel Summers!
This is a laugh-out-loud cozy mystery featuring a strong female protagonist, some unusual friends and family, and a mystery that needs solving! It has no graphic gore, bad language or sex.
Praise for A.R. Winters:
“The perfect balance of being lighthearted, but still a serious page-turning mystery.” – Jaycie D, Amazon.com
“A fun cozy mystery with engaging and entertaining characters” – lq, Amazon.com
“A cute light read with a final twist at the end.” – Stacey Puleio, Amazon.com
The name “flip flop” comes specifically from the sound the sandals make when they slap between the sole of your foot and the floor. This particular type of sandal originated as early as the Ancient Egyptians in 4000 BC, and the oldest known pair is on display at the British Museum from 1500 BC.
As for the modern-day flip-flop, its origins trace back to Japan, said Elizabeth Semmelhack, curator of the Bata Shoe Museum in Toronto.
During World War II, Japan was big into rubber production. It took over rubber tree plantations across Southeast Asia.
“Obviously, they lose the rubber regions after the war, but the industry itself was still viable,” Semmelhack said.
In the 1950s, Japan began shipping rubber flip-flops to the U.S. as one of its earliest exports after the war. They were marketed as Zoris, Japanese thongs typically made of straw.
The rubber ones where made popular by American housewives wearing them around the house and later spread to others. And a craze began!
So no mater what color.price or material we love our flip flops and enjoy wearing your favorite pair today. As you enjoy the Summer.
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