If You Had Asked Me…

If you had asked me even two years ago about bottling jam, I would have said “Heck No”. (I edited for the blog) I am here to say, Never, say Never. After learning to do strawberry jam with Tracy, I have decided it is not only fun, but so easy. I thought it was a lot of work, so never wanted to try it before. Jam is really easy, and I actually like it. I'm not much of a jam eater, but have learned to appreciate the home canned varieties. I was in the kitchen last night getting ready to cook the last batch of Apricot jam and get the jars in to process when Grumpy comes in with the camera. He wanted me to pose with the finished jars that were cooling, so I did. He then comes over, gives me a kiss and says, “You have gone crazy you know!” I know I say, but it makes me feel good to learn to do this and then have the food on the shelf. He gave me a look that at best can be described as “skeptical”, but hey, one man's insanity is another man's therapy. (Or something to that effect). Insanity is contagious as I have done jam with almost everyone in the family at this point. I think it is great. I love that we have fun, get to spend time together and get food in the process. Jacque and Gramma H. have been over to do strawberries and it was good to see them. Jennifer has done strawberries for her and Robert and helped me get going on my Apricot jam last night. Jade and Tawna have a good supply of strawberry jam now, and are looking forward to doing some other flavors, and Taya was the recipient of some of my learning jars. She was busy potty training her Lauren, so I did some canning for her and her family. Potty training is the pits. I know Stacie has an anniversay trip coming up, so I'll have to wait to get her into the kitchen for jam. I have so many things I want to learn to can. We are just learning more with every project. So for now, the insanity/therapy continues.