Apparently I Wasn't Taken Up in the Rapture

So I guess I get to stick around for another 5 months until Earth is destroyed in a fireball.  At least, I think that was the deal.  Although when you haven't slept in weeks and your toddler is hell bent on destroying your house, let me tell you, death by fireball loses some of its fear-inducing powers.

On a happy, non-apocalyptic note, I made blueberry pie yesterday.  I have to say, slightly warm blueberry pie with vanilla bean ice cream is one of the most awesome things in the world.  The filling was sort of runny, but I'm not sure if that was how it was supposed to be (I'm used to making apple pie), because it was still a little warm, or because I used frozen blueberries.  WeeBee was more interested in the ice cream than blueberries, but Daddy selflessly volunteered to taste test my future attempts at perfecting the recipe.  ;)