melcreada | Drive-by posting...

Speaking of "drive-by" reminds me of how, back in the high school, someone shot at Nay-nay's car and apparently she told her parents she was at my house (when in fact she was out with her boyfriend). So for years, her parents eyed me with distrust and never wanted her to go over to my house. She finally came clean (20 years later!) to all of us and I laugh every time I think of it, although I guess I should be kinda mad.

The most disturbing part of that story is that I didn't really consider the fact that someone shot at my bestie a big deal...high school was a fairly violent time - gangs beating the Hell out of each other at parties, guys pulling knives and brass knuckles out when they fought in the school courtyard. I remember being at a party once and someone firing several shots into the house. And when we left that night, all the tires of the cars on that street had been slashed. Wow, I guess my school was a little ghetto. Go me for not turning into a chola (gang girl), LOL!

ANYWAY, I just came in here to say that I wish to make darling desserts in jars as Christmas gifts for the extended familia, but apparently no one in San Antonio cans and preserves anymore because I have looked and looked and cannot find damned jelly jars! I guess I can order them, but what a pain. Though it will be worth it if I can pull this off (trust me, they won't be that pretty):