Motivation ... or Not

Due to a lack of real interest--mine--I'm taking a break. If I get an interesting photo, I'll try to post it here. Otherwise, I should probably work on the words on my other blog.

Ursula ... Get It?

Meet Ursula, the newest member of our plush family. She was a gift from younger son's significant other. The husband told her not to get me a "big rabbit," said rabbit being 26 inches tall. So she got me a 53-inch tall bear. Ursula is oh so very soft and will read many a book with me. As for the name Ursula, get it? Genus Ursus ... bear.

Peach You Say?

I figured it was worth it to show what was inside the jar I put up yesterday. No, it doesn't look at all peachy. Never again will I leave jars of anything in a box. Out of sight out of mind for 16 years! I think that's one for the record books around here.

Shelf Life

From the depths of the basement storeroom came this and 23 of its friends, peach jam made in, yes, July of 2000. Sixteen years ago or 15 years past its expiration date. No peach color. No peach taste either. Younger son actually tasted it. He said it tasted sweet, which is not how it smelled. It did not reek, but if you put your nose close and inhaled, there was an unpleasant odor. No, I will not let this happen with the several dozen jars I've made of strawberry jam.

In a Jam?

I had one box of Sure-Jell pectin left over from the jam-making in early July. I can't let it go to waste, so I bought one more and plan to make two more batches of strawberry jam tomorrow. Every time I get a jar to give away, the husband looks at me with hurt eyes. I figure with two more batches, or about 14 or 15 jars, I'll have enough to keep him happy while still gifting people sweet enough to deserve it.

No Longer on the To-Do List

I took this photo at a Myo Sim karate rank exam two nights ago. I used to do things like this. It was one of the most fun things about practicing karate. Not going to happen again, though; karate and I are no longer close friends. I've now had each shoulder fixed once, and that's enough.

Thursday Just a Wee Bit Late

These are not one of my current pairs of running shoes, but I put them here to mark that I will soon be wearing one of my two new pairs of running shoes, surgeon's report willing and the creek don't rise. One of the new pairs is purple; the other is orange. Colors are fun.