The Reluctant Homemaker?

Ever since I have been married I have put my foot down saying that "I am not a canner." I remember canning peaches with my mom when I was a kid. And we had shelves and shelves of canned home canned goods when I was growing up. But for some reason I just didn't want to put one more thing on my long list of things to do. So I was determined not to let this be added. But Daren and Vonell sent some beets home with Layne and I didn't know what else to do with them. Leisa had just finished canning some pickled beets and walked me through the process. It didn't seem to be too tough and since I didn't have to pressure cook them, I figured I would give it a shot. So here is evidence of my great canning day. Six pints, (one is open in the fridge) of pickled beets. Layne and Tanner and I love them. Zak and Karlee feel the same way about them as they do cabbage casserole, "sick!" So I am giving myself a gold star for trying something new and maybe, just maybe opening the door a crack to future canning possibilities. But don't tell my husband. This will be our little secret since he never reads this blog anyway.