Pineapple just out of the canner. Yum. Total preserved was 8 quarts frozen and 8 pints canned.
Mangoes. Did you ever see the movie Paulie ? It's a Disney movie about a parrot and a janitor who saves him and gets him back to his little girl (who's all grown up now--he's been in the basement of a University lab). Stars Monk's Tony Shaloub. Anyway...he plays a Russian immigrant and offers the bird some fruit trying to get him to talk, and so anytime I say mango, I say it like they did--MAHn-GO. LOL I peeled and cubed about 13 Mahngoes to get this small bowl full which was about 3 full quart bags for the freezer. Every time I forget what a nightmare job it is processing Mahn-goes, and every year I say I'll never do it again.
That's what I did yesterday.
I saw the flyer today and it looks like Aldi's still has the pineapples for .99 each, so I might go buy another 10 or 15 and dehydrate some as well. And maybe can some more, as it was easy.
You KNOW how much I like easy. lol
Today's agenda has included changing the personality of my dining room table (new tablecloth, placemats and napkins), canning home made bbq sauce (it's in the canner now, 20 minutes @ 10 pounds pressure), and making bread. Making a whole wheat bread with extra wheat germ in it. It's in the breadmaker because my right arm is still too weak and painful to be kneading bread. As much as I love that. This will be great, and I don't have to turn on the oven. AND--it will be done in time for supper, when we're having breakfast. lol Bacon, sausage, eggs, potatoes with onions and peppers and TOAST (or biscuits and gravy, which I'm considering). (That's bacon for me and sausage for him) (We're not heathens here.) LOL
It has been quite a week. Saturday I attended a wild womans retreat (smile) and we had a blast. There were workshops on everything from knitting and crocheting to Crystal therapy to massages to Findhorn and intentional living. There was a dreams workshop, there was a chakra spreading workshop and other energy works. There was a bonfire, there was great food, there was singing and drumming and so much laughter and hugs I could barely stand it. I made a host of new friends and I was so whooped by the time I got home that night I slept like the dead for about 9 hours.
Sunday morning I woke up to find that my brothers house had caught fire in the early morning hours and they lost almost everything. Thank God they are all safe, but seriously traumatized. He lives in Georgia. It makes you so grateful for what you have, no matter how little it may seem. It could all be gone in an instant.
Later that morning, the Irishman and I went to a flea market and spent a nice morning together. We didn't buy much, but did see a friend there with a stall, selling her soaps and skin lotions that she makes. We bought 2 bars of pretty smelling soap for me (cucumber mint soap and Patchouli Rain) and a bar of Poison Ivy soap for him (Jewel weed soap) and some hard lotion for me that is a lovely citrus-y smell. All vegetable products. I also found a silver chain for one dollar for my new tourmaline pendant gifted me by my good friend Ellyn. Afterwards we had lunch at a Mexican restaurant and headed home. It was an ordinary day, a nice respite from the rain we've been having (which is STILL better than the snow and cold), even though my front yard is like the Okeefenokee Swamp.
All around, daffodils are blooming and yards are getting green. Trees are leafing out. It's heavenly. The bbq sauce is out of the canner, the potatoes are par-boiling, the bacon and sausage is cooked and the biscuits are together, save the buttermilk. Gonna sit for a minute and plot my evening.
Blessings of peace to you all...