Even if our pumpkin patch adventure was a little chillier thanyearspast, it still hit the spot. I mean, seriously, can it get much better than searching for the ugliest pumpkin for Matt, sloshing through the muddy fields, drinking apple cider and group photo opps? Actually it did get better - we went to Erin's house for warm tomato bisque, grilled cheese and salad, jalepeno popper dip and homemade caramel apples. This tradition just keeps getting better and better.
I know, we're mature; we found a pumpkin with a butt crack.
Because what's a pumpkin patch outing without a jumping shot?
My caramel apple looks like a 4-year-old did it. Mad skillz.
I blog for fun.
I love Seattle.
My hair gets even more red with each passing year, but still has hints of blonde.
I want to see more of the world.
I like sunny Sunday afternoons.
Spring and early Summer running is my fave (I hibernate in the Winter).
As a new homeowner, I have a project list a mile long.
I love trying new recipes.
My friends and family are the best.
Joe is my knight in shining armor.
Views expressed are my own.