Peaches

I'm back, and cheery as ever, thanks to the wonderful preggie hormones surging through me, and my lovely friends known as the fab 5. Christie orchestrated a little field trip to Nashoba Valley Winery last weekend, and as luck may have it, it's also the season for peaches.

Jen, Noreen, Christie and I took the quick hop down 495 on saturday, most excited because it was the perfect day. We had a fantastic lunch, and the girls sampled some wines with thir meal. Then it was off for a tour of the winery and a tasting of course. But my favorite part was picking peaches in the orchard. Don't ask me why, but I had decided to dress rather Zsa-Zsa-esque, but it could be because I feel able to get away with anything now that I'm preggo.

And I have to include a picture of my nearly finished sweater- the hazy weather of the past few weeks really slowed me down. The last thing I wanted to do in that heat was touch softy and warm Alpaca-I was happier with a glass of soda water and lime over ice in my hands. Poor Phil began begging for an air-conditioner again. And Scout? Well, he did his best impersonation of a rug for about four days, with only breaks for eating.

These crisp nights have allowed me to return to the project, and I'm hoping to have it done by the 24th. This would be the wondrous date we possibly find out whether we're having a Phil jr or Heather jr....