Holy tomatoes!

I got all these tomatoes from work, one of the residents family members brought them from their garden but we aren't allowed to serve them to the residents. The cook asked if I wanted some and I said that I would take a few, she gave all of them to me. I don't even like tomatoes! A few months ago Josh brought home this 'make your own salsa' pack. I decided that now would be the perfect time to make salsa. Why did I choose Friday evening? I don't know, it's not like I had nothing better to do. I could of been cleaning my house or making dinner or watching the guy fix my AC or finishing the YW oct calendar or get caught up on project runway or working on a project for work that I should of finished a few months ago or organizing one of my 3 closets that need organizing or crafting or planning/making my Halloween costume. I had plenty of things I could of been doing.

First I had to scald the tomatoes for 3 minutes in boiling water then put them in cold water. After that I had to core them, peel them and chop them up. While doing this to the first one is when I thought 'what did I get myself into?' i used to help my mom make salsa but she knew what she was doing and would just tell me what to do. I forgot how tomato juice makes your skin itch and burn.

Look at all those tomato guts!

My sister Collette was making salsa too so she offered to seal my cans for me, since I didn't want to do that my self. I ended up with 3 1/2 cans of salsa. I only canned 3 then left the rest out for Josh and I to eat now! I was pretty proud of my 3 cans of salsa until I saw Collette 15+ jars. I still am proud of my domestic-ness!