It's time to kick back, relax and enjoy a bathtub full of dahlias because the toilet wasn't big enough. Hello from flower heaven and hygiene hell.
We have entered the phase of gardening season where personal hygiene has taken a back seat to flower arranging and winter slothing prep.
You're right! Now that the bathtub isn't full of flowers I can shower. Except now it's full of tomatoes. And the counter is full of everything else that needs to be preserved in some way. The canner just stays on the stove now so I can process canned green beans as I pick them. Ditto for cucumbers and bread and butter pickles.
I've been cooking zucchini in butter with parmesan cheese and freezing it, making homemade tv dinners for the winter with carrots, potatoes and beets from the garden and keeping up with cooking healthy meals for myself every night.
Last weekend I was supposed to can tomato sauce like I showed you in this post on pressing and canning tomatoes but decided that was one too many things to get done and I struck it off of my list until further notice.
I did on the other hand manage to accomplish the rest of my long weekend plans.
I went to an antique show ✔️ where I bought something I didn't need but wanted plus it was cheap (because it's probably a reproduction but I still love it so it doesn't matter) and I ate french fries. ✔️
I had a pizza party for 10 family members. ✔️
And I gave Philip a bath and blow out then clipped. It took a total of 7 hours over 2 days. Yep. It sure did.
2 hours to bath and blow dry him. ✔️ Then the next day it was 5 hours to shave his face and feet and give him a full haircut with lots of breaks in between so neither of us were tempted to bite the other.
And yes those are tomatoes (Juliet) on a single leader that's been string trained up my pergola post. Juliet are the BEST tomatoes. They don't crack, will live on the vine forever (weeks and weeks) before ever rotting and have good flavour. They taste like a regular tomato but with a tiny bit of sweetness.
The other big goal for the last long weekend was something that's usually feels insurmountable. Even for me, a chronic doer of stuff. But I FORCED myself, the way you do when you know you have to just do something and get it over with.
I relaxed by watching other people do stuff that makes them sweat and swear for once. I was also sweating but that was due to humidity, not exertion of any kind unless you count pushing Philip's head out of the way of the tv.
I have to bribe him with treats to play fetch with a ball but his obsession with watching tennis leads me to think maybe I need to get a racket.
Tomorrow's puzzle will be a photo of what I bought at the antique market since you're probably wondering what it was, because I know that I would be wondering what it was if a blogger mentioned it.
It was only $20 so don't be expecting another hardware cabinet (the one that's in my kitchen) like last time. But it was from the same antique show.
I can tell you that it's partly visible in one of the photos above.
Now if you'll excuse me I'll let you get onto the rest of your weekend plans. I'll be here picking, preserving and explaining break points to Philip.