Am I Packed?
No, not really. Yes, I am supposed to be out of this house by this weekend, it's true. But I just can't seem to prioritize the packing up. When do the elves arrive?? (Thursday, actually.)
However, while I didn't manage to pack, I *did* manage to put up 12 half pints of strawberry jam. Weeheee! Canning season has begun!! I mean, what will my landlord do, take away my birthday? Strawberry season is almost over, and I managed to pick up a flat of beautiful wonderful yummy locally grown strawberries before I left the northern Indiana environs, what else could I do?? The strawberries just couldn't wait, my obnoxious landlord just can, and that's that.
However, while I didn't manage to pack, I *did* manage to put up 12 half pints of strawberry jam. Weeheee! Canning season has begun!! I mean, what will my landlord do, take away my birthday? Strawberry season is almost over, and I managed to pick up a flat of beautiful wonderful yummy locally grown strawberries before I left the northern Indiana environs, what else could I do?? The strawberries just couldn't wait, my obnoxious landlord just can, and that's that.