DH is painting my mom's house for her, but on the way over there he stopped at a country store and bought me fresh peaches, blackberries, and tomatoes. Now I am waiting patiently at home for those blackberries. They are the big kind that come from thornless canes. I love them! It doesn't matter that I have to get up early in the morning. It doesn't matter that I will have to work at two prisons for anywhere from 11-13 hours tomorrow. I know I'm going to stay awake half the night watching TV and eating blackberries.