alpaca princess (renniekins) wrote,
alpaca princess

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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