After a week of chowing down on
the most amazing blueberries I've ever tasted...
I was blueberry wasted.
Picking blackberries is, in many ways, more fun and more efficient. They're exponentially larger than blueberries, so my tupperware was full in a fraction of the time. But this also means that they're much heavier and therefore some blackberry sticker-shock ensued at the register.
Something else happened at the register... I was going to buy two pints of fresh blueberries to continue my blueberry bender - but in typical fashion, I spilled half of them before paying. I'm not going into the details - but it had to do with physics and my usual lack of spacial awareness. Let's just say, the minute I saw it happening, I knew why and I was mortified. This led me to guiltily pay full price for the now half pints of berries, and of course buy a third pint. It's a local business, people. And I felt like I cut into their profits by carelessly spilling their product all over the floor. Seriously, I can't take myself anywhere.
I now have more blueberries than I know what to do with.
Someone please check me into blueberry rehab.
You're looking very violet, Violet.
This post was really just an excuse for me to post these blue-people pictures.
Thanks.
