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Pickle Party
"We have some extra pickles left," said Anne when the picnic was almost over. "Would you like them?"

Well I like pickles, I thought to myself. I thought of my jar of baby dills, mostly gone. "Sure, I'll take some."

Awhile later she set the jar next to me with a thud. It is bigger than my head! I stared in shock as she smirked and quickly walked away before I could refuse.

Well what could I do? After a few ignored efforts to get somebody to share them with me, I cradled the massive glass jar in my arm and started walking up the hill to my car.

Happily Brendan was walking with me. I gave blood this morning, and I've felt fine all day. But as I got about halfway up I noticed that the hill felt like it was becoming incredibly steep and the pickles so heavy they were a counterweight pulling me horizontally into the hill.

I stopped walking with an "Oh my God", as I realized I needed to rest. I had more pickles than I could carry! Fortunately at this point B took the pickles from me and we made it safely up the hill.

I got the pickles into my house and photographed them next to my existing pickle jar. I also weighed them. I have ten pounds of pickles!

So now I don't know what to do. I have more pickles than I can eat in a lifetime.... Anybody want to have a pickle party?
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joline From: joline Date: June 3rd, 2007 01:42 am (UTC) (Link)
Happy Birthday, pickle girl! Heh--I was dissappointed that you posted about your birthday (though it was a very nice post!) because I saw it on my calendar this week and was eager to tell you, without any prompt! (I'm a goof!) Anyway...you are loved!
renniekins From: renniekins Date: June 3rd, 2007 02:21 pm (UTC) (Link)
Awww, thanks! Even just you telling me that you'd known without prompting totally makes me smile and feel good. I understand that sort of goofiness. (: (:

Many hugs and thanks.
From: nicegeek Date: June 3rd, 2007 01:59 am (UTC) (Link)

Quite a dill-emma!

I wish I could help, but I don't really relish pickles.
anderale From: anderale Date: June 3rd, 2007 02:17 am (UTC) (Link)

Claussen

Too bad I'm a pickle snob and only eat Claussen pickles. Or home pickled cucumbers.

But you could have quite a party!
bowmaniac From: bowmaniac Date: June 3rd, 2007 03:36 am (UTC) (Link)
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On an unrelated note, my sister once dropped a jar of (homemade) pickles that was roughly that big on our unfinished concrete basement floor when we first moved in to our house. I would not advice such a course of action.
delosd From: delosd Date: June 3rd, 2007 03:41 am (UTC) (Link)
Because someone had to say it...

Have you ever seen a gal that got herself into so many pickles?

:)
jeffreyab From: jeffreyab Date: June 3rd, 2007 04:36 am (UTC) (Link)
Sure!

Happy Pickle Day by the way!
From: bloggingchick Date: June 3rd, 2007 06:37 am (UTC) (Link)
Yum! Do pickles have an expiration date? I mean they are...well...pickled.
talyen From: talyen Date: June 3rd, 2007 11:29 am (UTC) (Link)

pickles

You are teh luckiest girl evaar! Your pickles are sweet!

(I love pickles, and in summer eat them out of the jar when it's hot. I think I crave the salt.)
the_leewit From: the_leewit Date: June 3rd, 2007 04:45 pm (UTC) (Link)
I am DEEPLY ashamed that I am apparently the only one on your f-list to whom "pickle party" sounds faintly naughty.
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mbumby From: mbumby Date: June 3rd, 2007 07:51 pm (UTC) (Link)
Pickles with your ice cream? Hmmm...
silver_bits From: silver_bits Date: June 4th, 2007 03:29 pm (UTC) (Link)
I don't much enjoy pickles myself, but my friends have a full recipe for Russian style vodka shots that includes pickles and are quite tasty. You know, if you like pickles! I'll try to find directions again this week, if you want 'em!
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