Well, I planned and planned and Googled and YouTubed. I bought this.
I bought jars.
I was ready to try my first attempt at canning. I chose pears at their apparent easiness. The jars were sterilizing in the oven. A big bowl of water with lemon juice was waiting.
FAIL. Huge fail. They were all rotted inside. I wanted to cry. Anyway, I am going to try again this weekend.
This was funny. This was a weird auto.correct. I was going to type, how perfect and auto correct made it either Black Rat or Your Friend the Rat. WTF? I have never typed Your Friend the Rat in my life. Or have I? What does that mean? 🐀 🐀 🐀 🐀
Last night I didn’t take my magnesium with my evening meal and barely slept. After the pear FAIL I was tired and cold and feeling overwhelmed so I decided to lie* down and fell into a deep sleep. I woke up 2 hours later tangled in my blankets and wondering what happened.
*Thank you Eric Clapton for Lay Down Sally and Bob Dylan for Lay, Lady, Lay for telling me lies about the difference between lie and lay.