I never used to like peaches. Until we lived about three seconds away from a farmer's market. There, one amazing Saturday morning, I discovered Woolf Farm peaches. Umm..heaven. I haven't looked back since. This morning I took a drive over to our old neighborhood to by some lovely peaches (and corn, and pastry's too). I might have gotten too many....
In other news, I'm in full out organize mode. Which is super hard because I don't have anywhere to organize the clutter to. We did put together the Baby's shelf in our living room. It already has toys, books, and cutie cloth diapers stacked up. I also put together baby's first piece of lounging furniture - a little rocker Steve picked out and essentially bought for free. Woot woot. Now I'm sitting in our living room surrounded by books I've decided we don't need. The fact that I can't organize what I want to organize has led me to start organizing (ie getting rid of) stuff that I'd otherwise have left alone. Don't know if that's a good or bad thing (Since most of the books I'm trying to get rid of are Steve's he's probably siding with bad...).
On to scrapbooking. Full day.
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