Well I haven't posted in a while, mainly because I've been lazy but partly because I was taking an "at home vacation" at least that's what my mother called it. Anyways, this is what I spent the better part of almost 3 weeks working on at the end of August, beginning of September. I canned tomatoes, peaches, pears, bread and butter pickles, salsa (hot and mild), and green beans. I still have to can the beets that came out of my garden but I'm really not wanting to. I love looking at all of my hard work just sitting there waiting to nourish my family!!
Felicity getting in on the picture. I had to take a picture of my dill pickles as well even though I did them last year.
I'm a Perfectionist and it's killing me. But the first step to solving a problem is admitting that you have one. That being said, it's not actually killing me but there are moments when it feels like it is. What can I say, I like order, I like it to be done promptly and without deviating from how I want it. (My kids just don't seem to get it) Being the mother of 3 older daughters and then a son, I thought I had the 'terrible twos' figured out. I DON'T! Boys are so different from girls. Now I don't need you to shake your head at me and roll your eyes and say 'DUH' but really they are so different. It started about 2 weeks ago when Gage started getting into mischief when I was nursing the baby. O.K. whatever, but it's only escalating and I know that the biggest reason for it is Archer (the baby) but what can I do about it. When I'm tied up nursing the baby I'm nursing the baby I can't be chasing a 2 year old. Yesterday was a prime...
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