I hit the motherload this past Saturday with my sister Amber. We've both been perserving and searching for cheap canning jars. While out garage saling, I'd give my little shtick and ask, "Do you have any canning jars you'd be willing to sale?" I'd either hear they sold some earlier in the morning or no those are too valuable to sale. Until, we went to Dave's house and as we were leaving Amber said, "So, are you gonna ask?"Dave was having a long conversation with someone and so I finally butted in and asked him if he had any jars. And he said he did, in the garage. He was going to put them out the next weekend for another garage sale. Inside he had shelves and shelves of jars. Some were old mayo jars and we skipped over those. In all, I got 35 Kerr/Ball jars for 28 cents a jar! A couple still had the sticker on the side from when they were last canned in 1979.
Anyone that preserves knows you have to replenish your jars often due to giving away your pears or whatnot to friends and family. So, I was happy to find them. After washing thirty years of dust away and sterilising them, they look pretty good.
I have been living on faith and caffeine. These two things go hand-n-hand right? The caffeine carries me thru when my faith wanes. I am a spiritual being having a human experience and a bubbly soda just makes me happy.