Sunday, January 23, 2011

OWAV:) 01/23/2011, 4am, 26° moon still up

We have another busy day ahead of us.  After many years we have this canning thing down to a fine science, so it isn't so hard for either of us.  We have learned to spread it out over several days, doing only 2 canners a day instead of 3 or 4.

Video chatted with both kids yesterday, I still marvel at this modern communication.  I love the daily interaction in their lives.  I was able to view Cienna's Science Project Poster.  She did her experiment on cheese making and will have her display at the Science Fair later this month.  She is starting to take her studies more seriously.

Connected with niece Diane on Google chat, we compared notes on our canning marathons as well as everyday life.  She is a school teacher in Burns, OR and leads a very busy life.  My sister Mona called and we signed her on as a follower for my blog site, also started her on a scrabble game through facebook.

Herb is up now, so soon I will have him help me get the last batch of chili in the oven where it heats up so I can put it in the jars.  Herb will have extra things to do this morning as he now does the laundry at our house, and Sunday is the day that he washes the "bed clothes".  I think he takes great pride in this chore, and I feel very pampered as I crawl into a bed, made by someone else with clean fresh sheets.  (For several months of the year the sheets are dried on our outside clothes lines.  Oh, how I savor that smell!)

★One of my most vivid memories as a child is the smell and feel of the line dried sheets that Mom put on our beds.  Not every week, but often times our bath night, (once a week) and clean sheets would coincide.  We would have a bath in the round, tin tub situated in front of the kitchen range, the warmest place in the house.  The most wonderful nights sleep was on a night after my hair was washed and dried, my body freshly scrubbed, and wearing clean jammies, I snuggled into line dried sheets.  Add to that, the fact that I was surrounded by the love of my parents, I was truly blessed.★

9:30am and I am again sitting at the kitchen table, writing and watching the gauge on the pressure cooker.  Today we will finish the "chili marathon" and have 58 pints and 18 quarts of homemade chili.  A great feeling of satisfaction comes when the jars neatly line the cellar shelves.

I have signed up for a cooking class this afternoon, sponsored by "Fishtrap and The Big Read".  We will be making pies.  I'm not a bad pie maker but not the best either.  I always think I can learn something and at this point in my life, I still have so much to learn and so little time to get it all in.

Have a good Sunday, until tomorrow OWAV:)

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