blueberries

So, mom and I picked over 30 pounds of blueberries over the weekend, and I have 40 cups in the office freezer (I need to make room in my freezer). So I should be baking something, but just haven't been in the mood. The summer is over, so I think I am a little sad about that, and am not in the mood for anything other than mindless tv and working too many hours. :)

So, maybe some crisp will be baking tomorrow night...we are going to the city as a staff, and that should be fun.

my fateful meeting

So, last night was my fateful meeting with one of my high school "boyfriends," Joshua Bell. When we were in high school, he came to MHS and met with the orchestra. We were in love at first sight.

PM and I went to hear him play the Sibelius, one of my favorite concertos ever. The annoying people next to us wouldn't stop TALKING, and in the last minutes, a woman starting talking on her cell phone AT FULL VOLUME. I was not happy. I stalked off the blanket and went to the pavilion, where I shoved through some people and I saw his head and his movement as he completed the final chord. it was transcendent, but I was so annoyed by people that I came back to the blanket and told PM I was ready to leave. I didn't even care about the Beethoven symphony, and had decided to sit down grumpily when I heard an announcement over the loudspeaker, "Joshua Bell will be signing autographs outside the dining pavilion." I yelled, made PM jump up and spill beer all over herself, and we ran to the pavilion. We got in line, and then found out we needed to buy a CD. I grabbed two of the red violin concerto CDs, and ran back. We were giggling and shaking, and felt like two sixteen year olds. PM looked at me and said, "how does my hair look?" In fact, when he got to the table, some 16 year olds screamed! We were telling people in the line that we felt like kids waiting for BSB or NKOTB. So we waited...

PM and I were at the front of the line when some bossy mothers pushed their child prodigies in the way and took pictures. But soon, it was OUR TURN! We walked up together, and I said, "thanks for coming to our high school 20 years ago." He smiled and said, "oh, when I was five." and I replied, "well, I was three." We were flirting!!! It was our special moment. Actually, he signed "Joshua" on our CDs, and we ran away like schoolgirls. We couldn't stop shaking and giggling. Then we called our moms and my mom laughed so hard she couldn't stop coughing!

This morning we found out PM's mom called our orchestra director from high school, and he said he had video of the whole thing from the '80s. I bet all the girls were going crazy...

I know it was love.

p.s. When I posted my status on facebook this morn, excited about JB, one of my friends asked me if he was of "Drake and Josh," some nickelodeon show. whoops, wrong josh.