Because Zombies are Coming, Dear.
This seriously made me laugh hard and loud.
Like, really hard.
Like, I was glad I didn’t have coffee in my mouth because it would have come shooting out of my nostrils.
That kind of hard.
It felt good.
This my new go-to excuse when/if Guy (my zombie loving husband) huffs about my next late-night canning endeavour.
Speaking of canning here is my put ’em up tally:
It’s pretty sad, really.
10 quarts of apple sauce
8 quarter pints of zesty red onion jelly
7 half-pints Pirate Peaches
But my freezer preserving is gang busters. (bang bang)
22 half pints of freezer jam
15-20 gallons of frozen fruit
3 pie crusts
4 -5 gallons of chopped peppers
I am sure I am missing something.
Damn the man!