A bed to be made and a bed to lie in

We may or may not have told you (we're way to lazy to read our past posts) that your faithful unemployed VTB editor is planning her ten year high school reunion. we find this particularly entertaining news as she would never have been voted most spirited by any stretch of the imagination. We fear that this new found attachment to those things mid-90's has grabbed a hold of our editor, first the reunion, then the gin blossoms show last week, and now, this past friday she attended an indigo girls show with the good senor, the good senora, CousinAly, and a few others. We worry for her. Although she did promise that she wasn't going to be shaving her head again anytime soon, and the green backpack that was permanently attached to her back during those years was burned.

In other news, we went apple picking with the LJBster, who was playing hookey. Here's our fearless editor, handing down an apple from the tree she climbed:


Here's the LJBster showing off our loot:


And here's the tree we hid our apples in so we would have them all winter:


my, we certainly have been picture happy since our return to regular blogging!

now we have all of these apples. so we will be making an apple pie, and an apple brown betty, and apple sauce, and maybe, just maybe, some mulled apple cider.

we should have done it this weekend, but we were stuck on a couch in jerzcity watching some really bad movies with some really good people, namely, CMoss and Duane Reade. And then we got sucked into the mets game last night. WHOOT! go metropolitans! whew knew we'd be rooting for the other New York ball club?

So expect more posts and pics this week, of pies, of a hopeful celebration after our softball team wins tonight and clinches a playoff berth, of the fish fry at mermaid inn on wed., of art brut (who we're happily seeing at Irving on thurs. 'specially since spinto band is opening), and of a karaoke party with some old friends on sat... kickass we say. kick. ass.