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Thursday, November 13, 2008

Brandi won, that's it.

That sums it up. I have little enthusiasm for anything lately. Sorry.

Brandi, send me your address so I can mail you a jar of apple butter. I love your haikus. Here's one that describes my current zest for life:

turned off the ringer
still check emails, no replies
depressed? i guess so
Sorry if it makes you want to shoot yourself. Don't worry. I don't want to shoot myself. Have a happy day.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

what does 72 cups of sliced apples look like?

I have my wonderful husband to thank for these 19 quarts of apple butter. Oh, and my kids. They helped him. What was my contribution? I made sausage biscuits for breakfast. I had other business to tend to yesterday. I had to get my iPod replaced.

So, while he was at home slaving away at the stove for hours upon hours, I was chillin' at the Apple Store in Columbia. I mean, I was involved with apples too. It's not like I totally ditched him. I was with him in (apple) spirit.

The taste? Perfect. Absoultely perfect. You can't get any better than this stuff. Want some? I'll give/send a jar to the person who can suggest the best creative way to use this stuff in an appetizer for my cookie party. (Note: I already tried vanilla-cinnamon custard tarts topped with apple butter, I didn't love them)