Thursday Rambling’s

Dreams were again weird. I was trying to remember my daughter’s cell phone number, as we were all driving our cars to Florida. She was in the lead car and I was trying to find her, but couldn’t remember her number. My sister, Mel, was with me and she was no help at all. She just wanted to stop and Christmas shop. Which is really funny, because I’m the shopper in the family!

We worked peeling peaches and cutting them up for the “Heavenly Jam” yesterday. It was not as hard as one would imagine. This is all you have to do:
Get a pot of boiling water.
Carefully place peach in water for 12 seconds.
Pick up with slotted spoon and place in cold water.
Let rest a moment and then put on plate until you are ready.
Then easily slip skin off peach.
Really it works.

So we did that, juiced the oranges, chopped up the orange rind and snipped the cherries. Mixed in the sugar, etc. and set it to rest over night.
This was the easy one.

Then we mixed all the ingredients for the “Peach Chutney“. It all sounded so good, but once in the pot we saw immediately that this would require a long cooking time. Maybe 2 hours. This was about 7 PM last night.
Well, we simmered, and simmered and simmered and by 10:45 I told Hubby, I couldn’t stand it and had to go to bed. We aren’t sure, how much longer we will have to simmer this, but last night we turned it off and went to bed.
Chutney is not easy to make.

We’re having trouble with our “Paper Guy” also known here as “ProblemGuy“. We have been loyal readers of a particular newspaper for years. We have had really terrific delivery people right up to January of this year. That’s when “ProblemGuy” started. We never knew when we would get the paper. Some days we didn’t get one at all. We always called and reported this as we PAY for this and well even if it’s just 50 cents, it’s still 50 cents.
A few days ago we find a note stuck to our garage in place of a paper. Written on a scrap piece of paper, in a scrawl.
“Your paper is now in a tube at the end of your drive.”
Our drive way is 500 feet long. So it’s not like I can “check to see if “ProbelmGuy” has been, in my pajama’s.
We tried to contact him, couldn’t, so we removed the box. The paper appeared again at our door. I mean come on, it just isn’t that hard for him to drive down our drive and toss it out his window. We have a huge cul-de-sac area at the base of our drive and this makes it easy for anyone to just make a quick loop.
Then we get another scrawling note.
“Have put a box up with another person’s box. That’s where your paper will be”
This time we called the paper. We explained the situation. They said they would take care of it, and we should take down the box.
So what happens this morning?
No paper!

Who else besides me is enjoying the cooler weather? This I love!

The excitement builds as it is 3 weeks until we leave for our Alaska Cruise!!! Yea!!!

Enough for today, I feel like I’m on overload already and I haven’t even had my first cup of coffee!!!

**Last Thought** And if there are nude pictures of Jude Law on the Internet, how come I can’t fine them? (LOL)