I'm sorry. I'm a terrible blogger. Slap me on the wrist! I've gotten caught up in another project. No! Don't blame me. Blame my friend Bonnie! Yep...it's all Bonnie's fault! She pried my hands from the computer and dragged me kicking and screaming to go apple picking! And then, forced me to make apple butter and jelly!
32 quarts of apple butter...so far!
(We also got free tomatoes...Bonnie said we got those because I flirted with the old man who gave us the apples, but really I didn't. Not too much!)
12 quarts of apple jelly...so far!
We still have about two and a half bushels of apples...maybe 3 to peel, core, and cook...I'll be dreaming of apples tonight!
But, to be honest, we can't blame Bonnie...she's a whole lot like me! One of says, "Hey, you wanna......?" (insert almost anything) and the other of us always says "Heck yes, lets do it"! We're kinda spur of the moment women!
I've also got to show you the most pitiful picture. Poor, poor Chance. I took him to the groomer today and apparently they had different ideas of how he should be cut than I. I wanted him left a little long. They decided he needed a short cut. They even shaved his ears. Poor baby.
Before crazy groomer.
Nice and fluffy.
After crazy groomer.
He's a maltipoo, but he got a schnauzer cut. Not pretty.
You can see how disgusted he is!
Oh well, nothing we can do, unless we go Britney and get extensions! Nah.