My normal level of confusion with the whole keeping track of the calendar thing is badly exacerbated by the fact my normal routine had been completely done away with over the last week. Between the Things getting ill and then going to see my sister my sense of groundedness in the I was thinking today was Monday, then I was thinking it was Wednesday...somehow Tuesday got skipped DESPITE the fact it's the right answer. Thankfully, I have a Mint Chocolat™ phone to tell me the date and time and take calls from Mr. Logo informing me about what I am suppose to be doing and why, and how, etc.
Anyway... on Saturday we went to an apple orchard and picked about 65 pounds of apples. We also made our own cider which was delicious!
We also stopped to take a picturesque walk along some train tracks. Because I grew up on an island I didn't have any tracks to play on as a kid and there aren't any in the area we live now either. We had a good time and no one fell into the river so it was officially a fabulous excursion.
The six hour drive home was completely uncomplicated. We made really good time and even managed to get to Seattle around 2:30 just as Mr. Logo was getting out of a meeting and so he joined us on our way home. He even drove for the last hour while I took a nap.
The Aged Ps joined us for dinner, Mr. Logo made a pork loin roast with apples and rice and some yummy asparagus. I made an apple pie for dessert, mmmm.
It was a lovely trip and it is so nice to be home.
Now, what was I suppose to be doing?