Well, tomorrow is the big party and, truth be told, I've been stressing out about going. Not the drive over and back so much. Mostly being around strangers in the midst of a pandemic. Social anxiety is so much fun.
W picked Fall strawberries yesterday and gave me three quarts for jam. Had already canned ten jars of plum jam yesterday. He's always doing sweet little things like that for me. His friendship is a blessing.
Thankfully the weather has cooled enough that the A/C doesn't have to be on while cooking. Might turn the oven on this morning for a half hour or so to take the chill off the house. Overnight temperature dropped down to 46 degrees.
Promised W fresh beef on wick for lunch. Don't have to put the roast in the oven until about 10 (it's a small two pound roast). He wants mashed potatoes and corn to go with it.
Still have to clean out the car, gather the camp chair and fill up with gas before nightfall.
Guess I'll het started on washing and heating jars for the strawberry jam.
May your day be filled with joy.
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