Just in case anyone was wondering, my apple butter didn't turn out (I threw it out), my apple cinnamon jelly didn't set (I threw it out), and I spent so much at the grocery store that the steam cleaner will have to wait a few paydays. Pffft!

I'm blaming the humidity lest my reputation as a canning goddess is besmirched.

We went to Savanna on Sunday for a District VF*n*W meeting. It has been way too long since Old Sarge and I have been over that way. (And Young SGT, Mike Ramirez says to tell you hello!) We enjoy it there alot; it is one of the old river towns along the Mississippi. Our new District commander is a tool, though. He just has NO leadership skills whatsoever. He did ask me how Young SGT was getting along, and I told him there was a good chance he may still deploy in November.

Commander Tool: Well, hopefully we will be out of there by then.
RM: You mean you want us to lose?
(Old Sarge is doing the two-step on my instep at this point)
Commander Tool: Uh-uh-uh....
RM: Since I COMPLETELY disagree with that, we should probably change the subject.

When someone can give me a rational response to "And then what?", I'll listen. Until then, I refuse to keep my mouth shut.