Apple picking
DC and I went apple-picking last weekend. He took some nice pictures, mostly of me. If you want to see what I look like while carrying a basket of apples , here’s your chance.
Not much is going on here, really. I’m ready to move into the house. Denny left a message with our annoying realtor several days ago, but she never called him back. Then we saw her husband the other day and he said she was going to Florida this week.
How rude! This is just one of the ways we’ve been frustrated with her. It will be good to just get into the house and be done with all that business.
In other news: I have been eating pretzels like a fiend. What’s up with that?
