Had more delays and interruptions today than I anticipated, but I can now see the halfway line all around the tub, the floors have had their first mopping, and two batches of pear preserves are on the stove. The one on the left is close to being ready to jar now (this was taken 30 minutes ago), and the one on the right was just started so has another hour to go. I hope to finish up the tub tomorrow, and I'm still on the fence about whether or not the squirrels get the rest of the pears on the tree.
Saturday we had a baby shower for Bobby's niece. As I was making the mints, Bobby asked what else was on the menu. After I recited off the litany of items, he responded with "No peanut butter?! This shower is for Hannah! What's she going to eat?" (Hannah has had stomach problems over the years and has been unable to tolerate many foods, but peanut butter has been her staple.) Despite my assurances that she would enjoy the foods we were having, he was adamant that I needed to make peanut butter & jelly sandwiches for the shower. Even though I protested that NOBODY took that to a shower, he persisted, and informed me I could make them dainty with my little cutter. And so I did. To my surprise all but 3 were eaten. Who'd a thunk it?
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