Living in Tulsa and Southern California Makes For An Interesting Life - Especially After All Those Grey Years In Seattle
Saturday, July 21, 2012
How Was The Cobbler?
Look what we found this afternoon right after getting home from the Porter Peach Festival. I know, I know - I said I was never going again, but John wanted to. Memories of the Church Ladies Peach Cobbler were drawing him in like a Spider Web. And like we forget the labor pains, since we ended up with the baby, he forgot the Sauna like heat of last year. Which was cooler than this year, I'm pretty sure. But we came home and found a Wasp Pediatric Ward. Right in the corner of the garage door, just about 12 inches from the front door. And suddenly realized that we didn't own a hose anymore, cause we're renters. We also don't own a ladder. And since we're renters, this isn't even our problem. Yeah!
Oh, and how was the Cobbler, you might ask - well, it must have been good, since there aren't any pictures of it. That's right, all eaten before we even remembered we had a camera.