October 10, 2011

real RICH and red

dear what do we know diary,

my house now smells like a ketchup factory and ima sleep in this tonight. i used to bitch and  moan and carry on when i was little about how bad it stunk when my mom cooked tomatoes when she made ketchup, but it seems like she made it every single day when i was growing up AND she made it first thing in the morning and i cant handle that shit. no way. i put fresh ground pepper in this batch- a first- so ima name this year's brew, "cracked pepper late year," i've never made it this late in the season either. ima surprise my dad with it for his birthday and he will shit a pile of twigs prolly. he thinks i just blew it off this year, but i noticed he was running low on his supply. that's what good daughter's do- notice these kind of things i suppose, and then do something about it.