Maybe it was fate

So remember how I had planned on making those cookies so we could give some away as a part of FHE last night, but ended up throwing out the cookie dough? I was pretty bummed last night until I got a knock on my door.

IF my cookies had turned out okay, and IF we had gone off to deliver treats of our own, I would not have been home for this-

Yummy homemade peach jam. Some friends of ours were out doing the exact same thing, and I might have missed the knock on the door from their kids bringing us this little jar of sunshine. (Which by the way tastes so good on the fresh loaf of bread I had just bought at Sprouts that afternoon) It was meant to be I tell ya.