September 22, 2025

Feeling Grape-y...

I was contacted on Thursday last week by the lady who sold us Concord Grapes last year. As I left then, I told her to keep me in mind moving forward, as I'd always be happy to buy them from her. She remembered and sent a text to me. Handsome and I picked fifteen pounds of grapes up from her the same day.

I didn't want to make grape jam on Friday, because I knew I'd be on my feet at work and wanted to take it easy before I had to go in. Saturday after work, I spent much of the day resting with my leg elevated and on ice. I really was so happy to be back to work, but it's apparent I still need to take it easy for now.

So, yesterday was time to make jam so these gorgeous grapes wouldn't go bad (Handsome kept them safe in his air conditioned drum room). I began at noon by squeezing pulp out of the grapes and setting the skins into another bowl. It's not hard work, but it's tedious...one or two grapes at a time...for fifteen pounds. sigh

I prepared two double batches, cleaning up dishes (with Handsome's help) in between. In the end, I had fifteen half pint jars (one went into the fridge right away), and five pints. I also had a stove that looked like a jam bomb had gone off on it, and a floor to clean up from the bubbling jam. I had the last of my cleanup completed at 10:37 pm exactly.

I'd say that was a full day, and I did mention to Handsome that I wouldn't be making any more jam this year. I may, however contact my lady again to get more grapes to make juice. Or not. Today, I'm thinking "or not".

I have physical therapy this morning, and I'm taking the bridal brooch with me for Jenna. I'll see if I can't get her photo with it to share with you tomorrow. For now, I'd better close and get ready to leave. See you later!

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