A few weeks ago we had a work in the house kind of day however since one of our outdoor activities that week was to go berry picking. (Do people outside of the pacific northwest do that?) We came home with 15 pounds of blue and raspberries that I really had to process. It's a good thing D put up that amazing shelving unit for my jars because I've already made more beans, green beans, blueberry syrup, maple walnut syrup, and that raspberry jam. Every summer, I need to make at least a double, sometimes a triple, batch of this since the boys go through a pint every week to two weeks. They love the stuff, and I'm so happy that it's something I make with my own two hands that they can't get enough of.
My mom, knowing my family's love of pb&j, decided to do a little canning of her own and brought up more (I don't think she realized how much I'd made myself). I now have 10 pints I canned, another 12 half pints from my mom, and this weekend she brought up 3 oyster jars of jellies she made. And I still wanted to make some more apple butter (OH MY YUM!!), roasted romas and garlic, and our usual peaches and pears. Thank goodness I have collected all those jars over the years. Here's to my adventures in canning.
August 7, 2012
June 24, 2012
It's no secret . . .
I have a strange obsession with jars. Canning jars to be specific. When we moved into our new house, I discovered that I had boxes of empty jars. Seriously, boxes! My husband was exasperated, he just couldn't imagine what I was going to do with all those jars, and frankly, I didn't really know either.
Last summer, after a productive evening of canning (something I'd only ever done on a very small scale before), I looked at this crazy little lip we had in the staircase down to the basement and thought, "Wouldn't that be a great place for all my jars of self-preserved food?" So D and put our heads together and came up with this amazing idea of building some shelves there. Then, two shelves was about all I needed, but I keep finding more of those jars as we continue to unpack. And thanks to a good friend, I have now discovered the joys of pressure canning and all the yummy foods I couldn't preserve before (especially all those dried beans we love to eat.)
This weekend, D got to work expanding my little shelving system, and this is what he finally finished for me. There is still some room to grow here, but not much. If I end up canning all the things I'm interested in this summer, this little space is going to be an absolute wonder to behold!
Last summer, after a productive evening of canning (something I'd only ever done on a very small scale before), I looked at this crazy little lip we had in the staircase down to the basement and thought, "Wouldn't that be a great place for all my jars of self-preserved food?" So D and put our heads together and came up with this amazing idea of building some shelves there. Then, two shelves was about all I needed, but I keep finding more of those jars as we continue to unpack. And thanks to a good friend, I have now discovered the joys of pressure canning and all the yummy foods I couldn't preserve before (especially all those dried beans we love to eat.)
This weekend, D got to work expanding my little shelving system, and this is what he finally finished for me. There is still some room to grow here, but not much. If I end up canning all the things I'm interested in this summer, this little space is going to be an absolute wonder to behold!
June 11, 2012
Little Fryes and Mud Pies
And okay, I know these pictures make it look like we're just hanging out in some kind of mud flat, but really we were out at low tide on the Puget Sound. When you go out there, you know that you're not stepping in mud, but quicksand. If you stay in one place too long, you will find yourself sunk in up to your knees, and there were plenty of parents needing a hand out of their little holes, myself included. But we all had fun, so it was totally worth the 17 loads of clothes I had to wash (I might be exaggerating. Maybe.)
May 28, 2012
The Boys' New Toy
But once that horrible deck was gone, I began to focus on our hodge-podge sandbox. Back when we had a giant yard, we thought it would be a great idea to use two of those blue rigid kiddie pools to make a sandbox, and it worked famously until this year's snow cracked the top pool. So now rain went in, but couldn't drain out and the boys found they had a pretty nasty little mud puddle.
May 19, 2012
Rainbow Pancakes with a side of Soapbox
| Photo Credit: iambaker.net |
I've gotten pretty bored with the same old plain pancakes, and for weeks have been trolling Pinterest for some new ideas. I've seen this pancake photo over and over, but didn't make them for a variety of reasons. Late last night, I decided to take a closer look at them and possibly surprise my family with Rainbow Pancakes for breakfast.
| Photo Credit: seechristinerun.blogspot.com |
May 17, 2012
I've been gone a lot lately, and the kiddos are starting to feel it. Between Weight Watchers, preschool meetings, and work, there have been more dinners made by Daddy and eaten without Mommy, than there have been meals with her. So when I got home last night, D was working hard at the kitchen table on a project. Turns out Noah, our eldest, has been asking every night for D to make him a card and to draw his own picture in it so Noah could, "Know Daddy loves him and see what he looks like."
A few months ago, when we instituted a policy that Noah had to stay in his room until his alarm clock went of rather than running around the house in the wee hours of the morning (I am SO not a morning person), he started getting really upset. Turned out he wanted to be sure that he could say goodbye to Daddy when he left for work. Our compromise was that D would write him a note every day, and Noah would stay in his room. But months have gone by without him needing it, so I thought we were beyond that. I guess maybe my being gone so much in the last few weeks may have brought back some of that old insecurity. But it also brought out D's inner artist, so it wasn't all bad.
By the way, he's not really cross-eyed in real life. =-)
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