Being sleep deprived, I was unable to resist an invitation to a tailgate party. No, I did not go to the actual game (like anyone who knows me would have to ask that). These people take their tailgating very seriously. Even the folding chairs had the school colors and logos. We had breakfast burritos, bacon, sausage, cinnamon rolls, muffins, fruit, juice, coffee, and mimosas. And our group was not the exception in its preparations. These people are serious, serious tailgaters and sports fans, and they scare me.
We left after playing cornhole, a game that resembles the sort of beanbag toss you would use with preschoolers to increase hand eye coordination and muscle coordination. I found out I can actually play this game, another frightening realization for the day.
Leaving the party, Bonnie and I drove north to an orchard to pick apples. On getting there, we discovered that due to the late freeze, they lost 75% of their crop this year. They had some picked apples, but none really left on the tree. Since it has still been warm here, though, the raspberries were still going strong. So we picked raspberries at 1.99 a pound. Mine ended up costing 1.50, for what would be about 3-4 times those tiny containers for $4-5. Mmm, raspberries. I have been eating them by the handful. If they come to fix my heat tomorrow as promised, I may make muffins. (Since the heat won't turn off, though, and it's been 80s or close to that, added oven heat could cause homicidal behavior). I really wish I had a camera, so I could have taken pictures. Alas, it's not on the list of things needed for survival (rent, utilities, food... no, sorry, no cameras here). Someday..... but that would be a whole new post and would require brain cells fat with sleep....time to eat more raspberries and then get some sleep. Sunday nights are typically quiet, and after 4 days of partying, should be quieter than normal.
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