Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Contagious Beware

My jar cupboard.

While in Minnesota I was accused.

Let me back up a bit.  

I'm a jar collector. I don't like to toss things that can still be used in the recycle bin. And glass jars are very useful. Right? I can freeze beans in spaghetti, large jam or pickle jars. I can make up dry mixes and place them in a sharpie marked spice or olive jar. Marinades, salad dressings or sauces can be pre-mixed and put into olive or pepper jars.  

Leftovers can be sent home with people or taken to work the next day. 

Jars can even be cutesified and turned into gifts that hold loose tea, or cookies, or mixes. Yay. Jars are pretty versatile. 
 
And apparently, collecting jars is contagious. Until she started hanging out with me, Michelle didn't. 

While we were standing in her kitchen she opened a cupboard and told me she wanted to pop me one for infecting her. 

I laughed. My job here is done. Over the weekend I also caught her reusing a ziplock. (She claimed it hadn't actually been used...so it didn't count. Yeah...that's how it starts. I know this from personal experience.)