I Shall Sing ' Mojito ' Style

Evvvvvvery once - in - a - while...

We have our fun moments around here.  Yeah - she wants bubbles in her next bath.

Typical Girlie Girl.

It has been nuts around here - as usual.  As I type - I have almost reached the point where the last pot of homemade tomato sauce is ready for canning.

We started on those two days ago.  If I were a car with disc brakes - they’d be shot to Hell by now.

Start - Stop - Start - Stop - Start - Stop.

If it’s not one thing - it’s another.  Always something.  There’s always a detour.

I’m done with tomatoes.  The tomatoes are not done.  But - I am.

I have enough to fight with - without fighting with the birds around here.

We have lost our corn.

Between the tormenting heat - and the squirrel that came back - it’s gone.  I think when we planted it - as well as the way we planted - may also be contributors.

But - just for spite - I may go ahead and put up our tent - out by the garden - and camp out by the garden for the night - with the 9mm.

We will have no corn from our garden this year.

Hopefully - I can find some at the local Farmer’s Markets for putting up.

But all is not lost.  We put away nine packages of Yukon Gold potatoes - weighing an average of 2lbs. Per package.

Next on the agenda … My Mother-In-Law’s most favorite job!

Jalapenos. ( Inside joke.  It wasn't so funny back then. )

I’m tired.  I’m finished with gardening for this year.

Okay - I’m not finished with gardening.  I’m finished with the fight that comes with gardening as it exists at our home right now.

I’m taking a break.  I will not be planting a vegetable garden next year.

I’m done.  I realize the next spring does not arrive until next year.  But - it’s not stopping me from already enjoying the break I am looking so forward to experiencing.  I can already feel the ‘goose bumps ‘ - and the water.

Yeah - the water.

It will be like dragging my husband all the way to a Day Spa by the hair on his head.  I know this.  But - by the Grace - Support - and Blessing from God - Himself….

I will have a swimming pool - or - Jacuzzi - one or the other - next spring.

And I will go chasing after all the Farmer’s Markets around here.

And I will come home from all the Farmer’s Markets around here - to stand on the corner of my Jacuzzi - or go float on an air mattress in my pool - ( with a really serious Mojito in hand ) - and scream out something that will have the neighbors thinking it’s - Opera!

And when enough of ‘em show up to bitch about it - we’ll all go inside the house and do some canning or freezing.