This post is so random! But I am sure you all are bored of coming on here and seeing nothing new. So, random as this may be, it is something new! And maybe will give you a little something to ponder……..

My Aunt (Aunt Millie) makes the best homemade pickles I have ever tasted. You know, the kind that are so sour you can’t eat them without squinting your eyes? And with just the perfect amount of salt? It is impossible to eat just one – trust me. And now that I am pregnant I don’t think those things have ever tasted so good! I cannot get enough of them.

She recently gave me some and told me to just add cucumbers to the juice when we ate them all. So I have been slicing up the cucumbers from my mother-in-laws garden and putting them in the juice when we get low.

The other night while Stu and I were eating them after supper I sat there and wondered “when does a cucumber become a pickle?” But before I could say this out loud Stuart says “when does a cucumber become a pickle?” What?! I was about to say that! I laughed. We decided we didn’t really know when exactly a cucumber becomes a pickle, we just knew they were delish!