Yesterday was such a good day! I had the best news to tell my mom and dad and my friend but we played phone tag and I never did talk to her and she’s busy today getting ready to go out of town so she’ll just have to read my great news instead of hearing it from me personally!
What was so exciting yesterday? Was it that I put up 10 quarts of frozen peaches, though I forgot to take a picture? No!
Was it that my spaghetti sauce simmered all day and my house smelled so good that I almost forgot that I don’t like spaghetti sauce?
That was good, but that wasn’t what had me jumping for joy!
Was it that all 12 quarts of spaghetti sauce sealed without problems?
Nope, I’m always happy when all my jars seal but that wasn’t what had me grabbing my phone to share my good news.
Was it that I made a blackberry clafouti to celebrate the end of the summer semester for Vince?
Nope, it was yummy but that wasn’t what had me singing in the rain (though it wasn’t really raining!).
Was it that my new cake pans arrived?
Nope, but I can’t wait to make a beautiful cakes using these pans.
Was it that I made 7 more quarts of tomato soup?
Nope, not even another 7 quarts of tomato soup had me all fired up. Again, I was really happy all 7 jars sealed though.
Was it having just enough soup left over to have a bowl for myself?
I’ll bet that in a million years, I couldn’t do that again . . without measuring, dump tomato juice into a pot, simmer it all day and end up with 7 quarts of soup with just enough left over for me to have one little bowl for myself. I did that two nights in a row. I amaze myself sometimes! 🙂 But, nope, not even that is what had me so excited.
Could it have been . .
Oh, yes! One little egg from one little hen! I don’t even know which one left this for me but I’m betting it was a Gold Star. I have thanked them all and fed them an extra helping of tomato pulp, which they love.
I was so afraid they were going to lay before I got home from Louisiana but they waited for me! They do love me . . don’t they? 🙂 I told Vince they were going to lay before they got into their new home but in fairness to Vince (and you all know I’m always fair to Vince!) . . the house is ready but he waited til I got back so I could see their faces when they see their new home and since I got back late Monday, we decided to move them over the weekend. And, Vince read that they don’t lay til they’re 5 months old. I read that they lay between 4 and 5 months. Vince was determined he was right and they wouldn’t be laying til exactly their 5 month birthday hatchday, which would have them laying on August 24. He was wrong; I was right! Isn’t that wonderful? (that he was wrong and I was right . . not that I got an egg!)
I have my very first egg from my very own chickens and I’m so excited. The whole truth is . . I’m a bit afraid to crack it though. I can’t wait til I can go out there with a basket and get 8 or 10 eggs.