Tomatoes, Anyone?

The tomato harvest is almost done for the year, and despite rampant late blight and near-criminal neglect, they have produced a shitload of fruit. The picture at right is a fraction of the tomatoes we need to dispose of. I canned a bunch, we made salsa, we're going to freeze some, and Fuzzy and I have both been taking bags to work and leaving them on coworkers' desks like abandoned kittens. Funny how much we look forward to the tomatoes coming in, then feel completely overwhelmed when they do.


We went to a big flea market last weekend and I bought these cool old trivets. This first one is from the Ancient Order of Foresters. I'm going to hang it on the wall (because I don't have enough random shit hanging on our walls, I blame my mom for hanging old rusty leg-traps and farm implements on our walls when I was a kid).




This one says, "Good Luck to All Who Use This Stand." Hey, I'll take my good luck where I can find it.








And I had to post this pic of Fuzzy and Allis because it's so fucking adorable. This is really an amazing and tolerant cat. We got her from a friend with two semi-feral children who pretty much terrorized the kittens. So Allis is pretty used to whatever kind of abuse you want to dish out. Good kitty, Allis, good kitty.