I’m drowning in canning! I’m up to my eyeballs! I can barely even see the computer screen over the mounds of peaches and apples!
Bubble, bubble. Gurgle. Glup.
SOS!
I’m drowning in canning! I’m up to my eyeballs! I can barely even see the computer screen over the mounds of peaches and apples!
Bubble, bubble. Gurgle. Glup.
4 Comments
Anonymous
Your-all’s comments are cheering. Now I feel kind of normal.
You Can Call Me Jane
We should start a support group. Seriously.
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Anonymous
You and me both. Just think of all of us, all over the place, sweating over the hot water bath…
MAC
James W.
I love having your company. Tomatoes, peaches, sweet pickles, corn. I think we’ll have “fresh from the garden” cantalope, watermelon, and corn for supper. Oops, I have to make 7 pies and some cherry bars too. Why am I sitting here at the computer? To rest my weary feet.
Aunt Valerie