I made salsa today, and canned it ( with the canning help from Merry Housekeeper, that is not one of my skills ) I invented ” Black Cherry Tomato and Pineapple Salsa ” which might well be the best salsa ever invented, if I do say so myself. They CALL them Black Tomatoes, but they are actually Purple, very pretty, with the yellow pineapple. Also ” Chunky Tomato and Habenero Salsa ” which may well be one of the hottest ever made.

My garden, which I thought was lagging , turned out to have about one million tomatoes and several hundred hot peppers. More salsa tomorrow. I think a Mango and Chili Salsa, as well as some milder versions for those faint of heart.

What’s new? Good question. I am lying low in the country, tho hoping to get out to LA before the craziness that is Malena at Halloween begins, but we shall see. That girl goes wild. No, no, I don’t mean her general state of manic , 24/7 working on everything and being the toast of the town. I am talking about HALLOWEEN. That is a Holiday with her. Lasts a month, and gives new meaning to the phrase ” Over the Top “.

Meanwhile, back here in the country, I took the Dog to Renn Fest yesterday. An idea whose time has NOT yet come. I think a little more Doggie School first, tho I must say, it was a great full body 6 hour workout. HE had a great time, it was the coolest place ever and he was going to see, smell, and have it ALL. If I wanted to come along at the end of the leash, well fine with him, didn’t bother him a bit. WHY I didn’t bring a wagon and ride around all day, I am not sure. Big Johnny had to take him to the car for me at the end of the day, I could not do it, my arms were shaking so. HE had a hard time with Berserker Boy. ( Berserker Boy, for the record slept the two hours all the way home, and then wanted to play ” I have the stuffed duck and will run around while you chase me , and I rend and tear it ” )

I am going back next Sunday , but I think he will be with Dog Sitter. I want to actually PLAY this time.

Other than the Dog, and the Harvest things are quiet, most still in the basement and attic, sorting away. Doing some writing tho, which is good.

Love and Salsa,
Lorraine