Hairy, It is blueberry lime jelly. Since I don't have my own grape vines, and am not an experienced grandma who has been jelly making her whole life, I figured I'd better enter in the Miscellaneous category. Wow them with my uniqueness or something like that.
Anyway, as I was doing it, my type 1 (or 4, she baffles me) sister got the buzz and now she wants to dork it up and enter jelly in the fair. LOL I told her no fair competing against me for the 3.00 prize.
Update: Had a nice night with H last night. He was quite playful and affectionate and sexy. At one point, he was really going after me. Though I knew it would ruin the moment, I said anyway, I love it when you pursue me! MrH: This is pursuing you? HP: Well, yeah. I guess what I mean is that I like it when you act as if I have something that you want. (big pats to me for refraining to say,...as opposed to something you could take or leave) MrH: I do want what you've got!
That was the end of that. Later on, we ML like crazy teenagers.
Ok, like crazy teenagers in which one of them has pelvic pain that causes them to gasp and ruin the moods but whom is a trooper and keeps going and tries to cover up quickly so that her horny teenager boyfriend doesn't notice.
At any rate, it was a nice night.
Oh and Hairdog, don't you call me a pig. You will pay for that one, my friend.
