I think we are all ready for tomorrow's blueberry fracas. We have to leave at 6 am, which is when I normally get up, because it's going to be an hour's drive and I want to get there when they open at 7 am. Two hours is the most I expect the kids and I can handle (Toly isn't coming), because by 9 am it'll be in the 80s-feels-like-90s, tempwise. We have drinks chilling in the freezer, the van is prepacked with the wagon, and I have the GPS programmed. Which is funny, because Mom's van, which we're using, has a GPS built in, but it doesn't recognize the street number of the blueberry farm, whereas my portable Magellan does. Heh.
Also, today at work I did consider starting a Viking Death Squad legacy (for the simmers out there who know what that's about). Argh. I'll accept advice about populating the 'hood, though, if anyone wants to drop it. :P