While at my grandparents' house Sunday, they served us some really delicious strawberries, and they told us they could get some for us. So we said sure, we'd like a few pounds.

My grandpa came over yesterday with 15 pounds.

...uhmm. My dad cooked a couple strawberry pies today, and I'm guessing we'll be making more. It's a really good thing my family loves strawberries. xD _{It's been a good excuse to send random bowls of fruit to neighbors, too.}

Also, my other grandpa randomly decided to take Nick (my brother) and I to a baseball game this Saturday. We eagerly accepted (okay, I eagerly accepted for us; Nick never gets up from the computer and would rather shrivel away than leave the house), although... neither of us has ever followed baseball. We know nothing about it. My dad started giving us little bits of info while eating dinner, but... yeah, too much info at once. Pffftt. I'll just go hang out with my grandpa and be entertained by the fact that people will be running around bases... and the concession food won't hurt, either. Mmmmm.

(As a heads-up, my internet has been dying... very frequently over the past week. Until earlier this afternoon, we couldn't stay connected for more than ten minutes at a time, so activity's at an all-time low right now since I can't do much.)