Strawberry Jam

We have been up since 4:15 a.m. so the girls could catch the bus to Bozeman for a tennis match. We followed at 6:30 a.m. and watched them in the freezing cold. Mary and Ann are slated as "The Wilcox Sisters." Sounds formidible. :0) They played well, but lost to Bozeman. There wasn't a doubles team for them to play from Butte. We left Bozeman around 1:00 p.m. with the girls in tow so Mary could make it home for her violin lesson.

Mary has her district solo on Monday, April 12 at 1:00 p.m. at Sky View High School. If you are in town, it is open to the public. She has a duet shortly after.

To stay awake, I had Chris wash the van. He did a most excellent job. I also had him do some yard work--rake the ponderosa pine needles out from under the ponderosa pines. It was TOO hard for him. He was TOO tired.

I made beef soup for dinner, biscuits and chocolate cake. The point is, if you keep moving you won't fall asleep.

Mike went to get a hair cut and I'll bet he fell asleep in the chair! Then he came home and finished with the wiring rough in and he's finishing up the framing now and we can get the inspection done this week! Drywall here we come!

Yesterday at Costco I paid $4.99 each for 4 quart containers of strawberries, so this evening, to keep moving, Ann and I made jam. I takes a really long time to boil and we know if you cut corners, the jam doesn't turn out, so we patiently stirred, and giggled, and waited for a FULL rolling boil before we started the timer.

Being extra tired makes one giggly.