APPLE PICKING

Today we went apple picking. This was the first time my grandma came with us. She has never even gone apple picking, but she loves the country. When she was a little girl, she lived on a sort of farm with apple trees.

It was a whole hullabaloo just getting out of the house, never mind getting to the orcahrds. As you know or might know, October is a very good month to go apple picking and the orchard was a zoo. It was so crowded that there were hardly any apple picking poles left and you had to look for people that were done with theirs and pay them a dollar.

I didn't get to pick an apple last year because the poles were too heavy and I couldn't pick them up. This year, I picked three apples in one shot even though it's still a little heavy. But some apples were so low on the trees that even my brother could reach them. As soon as we had about half a bag full of apples, we sat down and had a little picnic. My grandma never fails to bring food and Mommy brought bagels from breakfast.

I love to go apple picking! After we were done, we went across the road to the pumpkin patch, but I didn't get pumpkins from the patch. We went looking around until we saw some very nice little ones and I got two. One was normal but it kind of had little green spots on it and the second one was a gourdie type of pumpkin and it had a yellow handle and it looked like a watermelon from the bottom.

When we were about to go home, we got some apple cider (but my brother and I didn't have any) and we got some ice cream sandwiches. After that, we got in the car and when we were on the road we saw beautiful trees. After what seemed like 45 minutes, we saw lots of people on motorcycles, there were about thirty of them. Daddy or as you know him, Parental Unit 2, said that they were a club from Long Island. I wish I could get a ride on my uncle's motorcycle.

I'm sorry. We are having technical difficulties. I wanted to add another picture.

DECORATING THE SUKKAH

Sorry I haven't been around. I know you are getting restless, but here is a story I think you will enjoy (I hope).

One day I was getting very very restless - just like you at my blog. I wanted to decorate the sukkah!!!!!!!!!! If you are a Jewish blogger or know about Judaism, you know how much fun it is to decorate. I mean reeeeeeeeally fun! It already took 15 minutes to get the decorations together, never mind the decorating itself. The decorations were in the very messy garage (which Mommy complains about all the time). It took another ten minutes to look for an apple decoration that wasn't even there. That was a very good waste of time.

We finally got everything together and went into the backyard all dressed up in sweatshirts. Julian and I started dancing around the backyard. I was sort of the designer. I told Daddy (parental unit 2) where everything goes and why. If he didn't agree, I called Mommy (parental unit 1) so she could agree with me (I take after her in the decorating department). After everything was set to go inside, I started handing everything I wanted to parental unit 2 at once. Of course, child unit 2 (Julian) scattered everything on the floor, but we managed. Finally the
sukkah was up and decorated (2 hours later).

"Oh well, at least there's still decorations for tomorrow!" I said.