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Saturday, October 12, 2013

Jammin' Pickles!

I wonder if there's sucha thing as pickle jam?
Hiya, Friends!  Well, I've been doing a lot of thinking lately.  Not about anything in particular, particularly, but just random stuff. 

For instance, I got to thinking about would I rather be in a jelly of a jam or in a dilly of a pickle?  That's a tough question to answer, I think.  I mean, whether you're in a jelly of a jam or a dilly of a pickle, it means things aren't going so hot for you.  It means you've gotta tell Houston you've got a problem.

At first, I thought I'd just choose which I'd rather find myself in by seeing which had more degrees of severity.  But the more I looked into it, the more I found out that the two are really equal, even though one is usually sweet and spreadable, and the other one us usually crunchy and at least a little bit puckery.  After all, both jam and pickles are canned goods.  One has a lotta sugar, the other has a lotta salt, but they're pretty equal.

So I guess it all comes down to personal preference, which you'd rather find yourself in when the going gets tough.  The day I dropped my crayon and it rolled under the couch, I figured I was in a jelly of a jam.  The next day, I couldn't find my other pink cowboy boot, and I really wanted to wear it, since I styled myself around my pink cowboy boots that day.  I considered myself in a dilly of a pickle that day. (Psst- I found my boot in the leg of my giraffe costume!  How about that?!)

Problems.  We can't avoid 'em completely, Friends.  I'm just glad I'm not finding myself between a rock and a hard place right now!  That wouldn't be comfortable at all!


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