Today marks the fifth straight day of rain. I dropped Noah off at school and headed to Savers in Nashua. If you don't know what Savers is let me enlighten you. It is like a Salvation Army/Goodwill that is a little cleaner, more organized, and has enough shopping carts. Anyone that has shopped at a Salvation Army knows that you have to damn near claw somebodies eyes out to get a carriage. Even then it is some Market Basket cast off with one wheel that doesn't touch the ground and another that makes a high pitch squealing noise. This is great when you are a kid though because no matter where your mother tries to hide you will find her. I know a lot of people would not be caught dead at a second hand store but I was raised on second hand stuff, be it from the Salvation Army or the cousins. So this morning, in light of absolute boredom, I decided to make a trip and see what Savers had in store. Honest to Go...
I have a problem. I always wondered why the hell anyone would want to feed wild birds. Why they become obsessed with various seeds, feeders, and the types of birds that were eating in their yard, well I have become one of these assholes. I actually started out with a bird feeder from the Dollar store and when that of course broke before it even got out of the bag I stepped it up to a cedar one from Walmart (oh la la) that cost a whopping 10 dollars. I wasn't even really that excited about it until I actually saw the cutest little birds enjoying the fruits of my feeder. I saw at least 6 different kinds until I spied the squirrels circling the perimeter. There were at least 3 of those little bastards and I knew their plan. It was not more then a day of joyful bird watching before the yard rats moved in to destroy a beautiful thing. So I went crazy. I immediately got on google and researched how to keep squirrels out of your bird feeder....
A day spent at the orchard with the kids is a day well spent. Until you get in the car to leave and your daughter, who decided to taste test every apple we picked, hurls all over herself and the entire back seat of the truck. Other then the vomit it was a great day. The weather was nice and cool and we got to take a hayride on the back of my husbands dream machine, a John Deere tractor. My cousin Jen and her two kiddos Carina and William came along too. Here we are riding over to the orchard. I was smart this time around and brought the kids wagon. Last year we ended up with a disaster on our hands when Noah decided 4 minutes into apple picking that he was "tired" and wanted to ride in the umbrella stroller that we had brought to push Bell around in. So me and hubs had to switch off carrying Bella and pushing a umbrella stroller with a cranky 3 year old through a bumpy field...not easy. This year the wagon came and it wo...
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