My adventure today is to locate my 150 canning jars. They are here somewhere. When my son purchased his car (against our wishes) he had a ten week plan to complete it. Well that was 8 years ago. Now all those things one keeps in the garage had no home, because there are more car parts than car, and you know his mother has as many hobbies as he does. We really need a warehouse. Anyway, I can't take store bought jam another year, so I'm in here today with good intentions, and hopefully not heat stroke, to find this precious item. Or I'll be out in a store buying a few dozen. Oh that does sound like a good idea.
Eureka! found them, and not too much trouble, no broken bones, no broken jars, No Heat Stroke. Maybe I'm related to Nik Wallenda, I was walking along the T roof frame. I had to move the snowblower, and a 1/2 ton motor. If I'm not Nik's relative, I'm certainly Zena the muscle broad.