Remember how I said I was going to have too many raspberries? The time has come. In fact, I think there are still some out on the bushes now, probably drying up. Honestly, I picked as many as I could without evaporating. It’s HOT out there.
And I had just learned how to make freezer jam from a house party my sister threw. It was easy. And yummy.
2 T Ball Realfruit instant pectin
2/3 cups sugar
1 2/3 cups mashed raspberries
Mix the sugar and pectin thoroughly.
Add in the mashed berries.
Stir for 3 minutes.
Put in clean jars.
Put the lid on.
We met in junior high, at a track meet where he was the fastest 800m runner I had ever seen. I knew he had a thing for me when I teased him about something and he spit his mouthful of carrots on me. (I know, right?)
In high school, we were the only two sophomores in an AP US history class, so naturally the teacher thought we should study together.
He got spooked. Told me we weren’t dating.
I told him that was dumb.
So we dated. Then during our senior year of high school, we weren’t dating anymore. We graduated, went our separate ways for several years, but kept in (snarky) contact via letters. Yes, real letters. Not email.
When we finally met up again, we were dating within a month, and married within 6. It sounds fast when I put it that way, but really? It had been a long time coming.
As of this spring, I’ve known him more than half my life.
As the years go by, I realize more and more how lucky I am. He’s my sounding-board. My stability. He bends when I am stubborn. Gives when I take. Isn’t afraid to say no. And yes. Encourages my dreams. Makes them possible. Works hard. Doesn’t complain. Humors my crazy.
He even brings me Heath Klondike Ice cream bars when he runs late night errands. (And if that’s not love, what is?)
It’s kind of nice to see so much green springing up before the heat of the desert summer takes over.There are a few other things springing up, too.Little miss Lily was more than delighted when she found a “beautiful flower” for me outside.I have to say, she was so sweet that I was pretty delighted about it too.
Instead of telling you, let me show you.
I love them so, so much…but man oh man. They sure know how to keep a Mama busy. While this is (I’m sure) true of kids in general, I think there is a special kind of craziness reserved for moms of multiples.
But then, there are moments like this.
And I’d say a little glitter on the carpet is worth it.
What’s it like having twins, you ask? Incredible.
(And really, really messy.)
P.S. I do clean my house. Really.