Do you ever wonder if there is a limit to the mistakes one person can make in a single day? I'm not sure, but I think I'm almost "achieved" it. Ka-chow! Some days it just seems like we should be able to stop and yell "do-over!" like when we were kids.
Now don't get me wrong - I'm not going for sympathy, but rather humor. None of my mistakes today have been life-threatening to me or anyone else. They have just been air-headed goof-ups that make me shake my head and wonder…Continue
Okay, Pam, here goes:
Mom and I have canned over 20 quarts of apple pie filling, 9 pints of green beans (didn't have too many), 38 pints of salsa, 15 half-pints of apple sauce, 17 pints of hamburger dill pickles, and 11 half-pints of apple butter, along with some jelly.
Right off the bat, I burned the bejeepers out of my hand after spilling the pie filling goop as I was ladling it into jars. Lesson learned. It didn't really…Continue
At the estate auction I previously mentioned, my sister-in-law asked my cousin (the daughter of the deceased) if there was anything she'd like to ask her mother about after all of the sorting and cleaning of the home place. My cousin replied that she'd ask her the story behind the obviously very, very old cedar chest that was stored in a corner of the garage attic (of all places) that held her mother's childhood mementos, along with baby blankets/quilts, and other keepsakes. None of the…Continue
I went to my aunt & uncle's estate auction on Saturday and bought a small box of miscellaneous sewing items - mainly for the two brand new rotary cutters (still in the packages). But when I got it home, I found my aunt's raised-edge, quilting thimble. Not only does it hold sentimental value, but it fits me perfectly. It was a happy surprise.