Amusing story, Blueberry style.

So, I want to make a cake, Blueberry Boy Bait from Smitten Kitchen.  And it's the right time, the You-Pick is open, so yesterday, my boy and I ventured out to go get blueberries.  (They're infinitely cheaper when you pick them yourself.)

First stop: the store, for cash and a drink.  Next, the farm.  Except most of the blueberries were either withered or not ripe yet, so we picked about a cup's worth, checked out, (thirty-six cents) and while it was a lot of fun, we ended up hot, a little tired, and without enough blueberries.  Which meant back to the store for blueberries and dinner.  (Luckily, the blueberries were on sale.)

I still haven't made the cake yet, I can't bear the thought of turning on the oven, it's too hot.