I spent the afternoon helping my friend Alan make peach jam. We made 11 pints. And here is what I have to say: I would have made a terrible, terrible frontierswoman. My family would have starved to death. Because there would have been no way I could ever have made enough pints of jam or canned enough of anything to keep my family fed all winter.
But it was fun. Next week--a quilting bee! We'll sit around and talk about our husbands and our kids. It'll be great.
Peace out!
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I'm impressed! Gosh I wish we lived closer. I'd love to join the gays in these fabulous projects (and getting women together to do them isn't nearly as fun!)
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