Yesterday, the girls and I drove out to Sauvie Island to visit a friend who recently had a baby. First off, that baby was SWEET. It gave me pangs of wanting another baby. But just one. JUST ONE. I figure that I'll start working on Dude in a couple years about adopting a baby. He says that he's done with babies, but I think he's scared that it'll be like having the twins all over again - which it won't. 

Second, I'd never been to Sauvie Island before. It's 10 miles NW of Portland and BEAUTIFUL - kind of a cross between rural Wisconsin and the area around Somis, CA where Dude and I were married. The island is filled with u-pick farms - berries, vegetables, fruit trees, Christmas trees. I would've loved to have picked a bunch of berries with the girls (it's blueberry, raspberry and marionberry season), but we didn't really have time. I stopped at a farm and bought two pints of blueberries and two pints of raspberries on the way home. They are, without a doubt, the best raspberries I've ever had. They are HUGE and JUICY and totally melt in the mouth. I had intended to make a cobbler or something, but Dude and I pigged out on them last night. I could've eaten a pound of them by myself. We'll have to go back out to the island and pick some soon. If "u" pick them, they are $1.75/pound. Is that cheap or what??

On a more serious note, the cleaning ladies came this morning. I SERIOUSLY love that. One cleaning lady costs the same per hour as a baby sitter. Two cleaning ladies get the job done in half the time. It's the perfect justification and I hope that I can afford it forever. SERIOUSLY. Forever.