I can't even think about fitness right now, except I have to because I'm teaching at 6:00AM tomorrow morning. 1) Because who wants to sub a bright-and-early class, and 2) Because I love my Circuit Sculpters. They're such a good group, and they make it easy for me to get up early. In fact, it'll be the only time I see the gym next week. It's time for my new house vacation.
I've decided to take some time off to get the house organized. And really, to just enjoy it without distraction. Jason will be home, too. I'm sure we'll be running around like crazy fools, emptying boxes and making random trips to Target—but it'll be great fun, I'm hoping.
I'm also hoping to make use of these puppies:
Four quarts of fresh Michigan strawberries, gifted to me by one of my coworkers. I have every intention of making Strawberry Rhubarb Jam, although my dad just informed me that his rhubarb crop currently is not looking so hot. Cross your fingers that it's fine, and cross your fingers again that I can make this batch o' berries last until at least Monday...I probably won't have time to touch them until then. And my canning jars are packed up somewhere with my big pot in which I'd have to cook the stuff. Seriously, cross your fingers for me. Twice.
And cross your fingers a third time that all goes well tomorrow. We. Can't. Wait!
Question: How do you keep strawberries from going bad? Should I put them in the 'fridge right this second? Rinse first? I need your advice! They've been sitting on my counter since Wednesday...