MOOSE!

Um who remembers Moose?? 

In case you don't, Moose was my pup for 9 months, who was adopted by an amazing family just before I left for the Dominican Republic. I try not to talk about him too much, it makes me sad, but I saw a dog that looked just like him today and thus, I will reminisce. Just this once.

Moose was awesome. I miss our saturday mornings at Starbucks, long walks after work and runs through the park; they kept me going.  I imagine he now spends his days chasing squirrels in his huge backyard while splashing around in his very own man-made pond. Not too bad, eh? I miss him, but he's got the life.

Mayday Mayday

LOST:

I've lost my camera-to-the-computer connector cord! Hmmmm, I don't know where I put it, but it's sure not where it's supposed to be.

The blog may suffer a bit visually until I find it, so bear with me...

Clearly we're family

Reason No. 5,835,649 why I love my sister-in-law: Homemade Lolcats.

Blueberries, blackberries, peaches and more blueberries

Growing up, we used to always pick fresh blueberries, at least once a year. As we got older we graduated to being able to pick blueberries and peaches too. I guess I was a little nostalgic today because I found myself making a trip to Linvilla Orchards to pick fresh fruit, just like the old days.

Something about picking berries is so calming. A hay ride out to the middle of the orchard, sun shining bright; just me, the berry bush, and my little collection box. Ultimate relaxation. I made some friends with the little kids picking around me; we had contests to see who could find the biggest blueberry and talked about how many muffins and pancakes we could make with all we picked. It was AWESOME.

Three hours, 4lbs of blueberries, 3lbs of blackberries, eight peaches, and a pretty horrible shirt tan on my back later, I decided I had enough fruit to share with the family and last me for a good couple weeks.