Blueberries are bigger after awhile and bumps shrink.

Alright so today's journey was a good one. I hope you're sitting comfortably while I tell you how I am able to walk into the woods with an empty bowl and 2 dogs and come out with a slightly filled bowl, 2 dogs and a bump on my head.

Well first of all - wow the berries are so much bigger and haven't lost their flavor. So it was easy to spot the smaller berries I missed before and with Loki's help - (he guided me to all the plump patches) I got about 2 cups worth on my own.

Visualize this: I'm crouching down and picking berries - content as anything that they're bigger and easier to grab. I hear a thudding sound coming towards me and figure the dogs will de-tour AROUND me. Loki is successful. He whizzes past me and all is well. I hear the thunderous thudding sound of my 75 pound border collie/lab mix, Blue and figure - he'll whiz by me too.
NOT A FRICKIN' CHANCE. Next thing I know - he's whizzing into my right temple - teeth bared at Loki (it's his thing when he's running full force) and his skull connect to my right temple. He kept running after Loki but as I screamed the "F" word as loud as possible and bawled my head off - Loki came back to lick off some tears and check on me - and Blue put himself on time out. Blue sat in a patch of berries while I sobbed and bawled and looked very sorry indeed. Loki licked some tears and then sneakily tried licking up some of the berries that fell out of my bowl I had with me.
I now am the proud pregnant woman of 2 bumps - having plastic frames for glasses (that didn't break magically) probably protected my temple - but at the same time - it hurt like a you know what.

Then to add to my Monday (which thankfully was leg spasm free) - I decided to bake the blueberry pie that I've been meaning to bake 2 weeks ago. I spent 30 minutes crushing digestive cookies into crumbs for the crust..tossed 'er in the oven and 10 minutes later went to check on it and it was burnt. WHY did it burn? Because the recipe stated for me to bake at 400*F and I put it at 300*C. I never noticed that my oven is on Celsius and not Farenheit. Needless to say - I was very upset and feeling like a failure.

To finally put the cherry on top of my day (before Tim came home with good news) - I tossed a load of laundry in the machine, thought it was done - shut if off and went to open the door but it wasn't budging. Why? Because the machine wasn't done. So therefor - I had to turn it back on and re-start the load all over again. An hour long is about the length of time for 1 load to be completed.

So tomorrow's the big day! We've been here for a month and are finally getting our Social Security ID cards. Tim received a letter today proving employment with the university - so we should be good to go!