Last night everyone in my family drifted off to sleep at 9:30 p.m. Except for me... you know the pregnant one. The one that should have been sleeping... I have had insomnia on and off my entire life. So after watching some mindless t.v. Endless d.v.red episodes of junk... I got bored. This past Sunday my family and I went to an apple orchard a town over... Its was a lovely little Sunday drive winding through mountain roads. Lovely if you don't count the bbq place we just had to try that cost a small fortune... who charges 15 dollars for a plate of pork basically served out of a trailer... I hate eating out for the most part because its never worth the money... Also don't count when we were in the apple barn and the 2 year old had an epic meltdown ... or the 3 year old standing shouting how he went to the bathroom in his pull up for everyone and their neighbor to hear... oh yeah and don't count the carsick that hit me on the way home... and don't count the crazy price we paid for a couple bushels of apples.. Ok so maybe it wasn't all that lovely... but if you have 2 little kids and can take a trip without drama more power to you. Us not so much. It wouldn't be a family trip if I didn't half lose my mind. So anyways I have apples... lots of apples. I have already made an apple butter cake, fried apples, and we have been eating apples as snacks for days. Anyways sitting on the couch last night it hit me. I get brilliant past midnight. Pure genius. It could be because its the only time the house is quiet and I can hear myself think. That means I am brilliant all the time.. Einstein in yoga pants.. shouting at her children don't hit your brother, don't lick your brother, don't lick me.... nobody touch anyone else. I just don't always hear the genius...its muffled by monster noises. So sitting on the couch it dawned on me. I could go in there peel apples, chop them, and put them in the slow cooker... and in the morning I would have apple butter. So that's what I did. I didn't even half cut my finger off... lose my mind...and I didn't have to shout at anyone to stop licking some one else. It was magically peaceful. I was alone with my Einsteinish thoughts. Which went something like... hmmm how do I season this... cinnamon, cloves? The kitchen would look so nice a brighter color. I could go pick out paint swatches. I really would love to finish that mirror for over the fireplace. I cant believe its almost September. Fall is my favorite time of year. The baby will be here before I know it. Omg I need to figure out who is going to watch the boys while they are cutting this new little she-monster out of me. We haven't bought anything for the new baby... Wait what the hell am I doing in the kitchen at 2am... oh yeah apple butter.. after that I tried to concentrate mainly on the task at hand because I almost cut the hand that was doing the task off... I loaded all the chopped apples into the slow cooker and tossed with the spices I had devised. Here is what she looked like.