1. Avery, one of the two kids I nannied for back in 2010/2011, graduated from elementary school last week. It's really, really, REALLY hard to believe that she is going to Junior High in a few months. She was 6 years old when I met her.
I was gloriously inappropriate by bringing my tea in a Hooters mug.
2. My work threw us all a big BBQ bash in a barn. It's the same location where a lot of mind-numbingly Pinteresty weddings take place, and I was pissed because I hate BBQ because it's literally sugar-coated meat. The only vegetarian options were cole slaw and baked beans, and I can't actually be sure that the beans were vegetarian. But my coworkers are really fun and I convinced them to ditch socializing and explore the grounds with me instead. I'm a bad influence and I hope I never meet any of you... for your sake.
4. In between Target runs for house bullshit (because I am still putting our house together; don't look at me like that, home things are expensive and I refuse to buy bullshit that I hate -- it has taken me six months to decide which FRENCH PRESS I wanted, this is not a drill) we stopped at our local farm to pick our produce. I'm planning on putting together some type of blueberry pie from scratch because I can't go longer than a week or two without completely exhausting myself creatively.
We got a pound of strawberries and like, a giant bucket of blueberries. I also took a portrait with a sunflower.