Ridiculousness

You know you live in Wisconsin when this ridiculous thing is parked outside the front door of the grocery store.

 

Speaking of which, my receipt from the grocery store today was 35 inches long.  I measured.  Yes, Joanna, Ben and Rusty are coming for the meat-a-thon, but the groceries on that receipt take up less than half of it.

Also, I brought home six paper grocery bags, one plastic bag, and a gallon of milk.  But not that many groceries.  Why can't someone teach these guys to bag?  Two of the paper bags had only three small items.  I swear one of these days, when asked "Paper or plastic?", I'm going to say "Paper, but fill it up, please."

I wish...

It's finally raspberry season. We have canned several batches and I made one batch of jam. We don't use stuff up like we used to. I wish one of you were here to help pick and can them. Then you could put them in your stash. It makes me sad to give them to others, when our own kids could use them if we could just get them to them.

 

 I found this empty nest in the raspberry bushes. I got it out to show the girlies.