Spencer is out of town this week so I high-tailed it up to my parent’s home to take advantage of my final few days of summer.
There was not much relaxation to be had- Mom put me to work right away!
We canned peaches. Mom got a head start on the sliced peaches yesterday- over 40 quarts. She saved the sticky sugary mess of jam making for me. We made it through, 55 half pints later.
Tomorrow I will be relaxing with my aunt and cousins when they visit. I doubt my mom will sit still with us though. She is a spectacular hostess although she makes me dizzy because she is up and busy all. day. long.
She is making it difficult to get a post written. She has finally sat down for the day and is talking about blogging over my shoulder… and playing with a flyswatter… and singing. Like a person who says numbers when you are counting.
That must be my sign for bedtime. I am off to kick my brother off the couch and fight for the best blanket.
Proof for you who think I am very mature: My mom annoys me sometimes and I still argue over dumb things with siblings.
It’s good to be home!