Just climbed out of a cottonwood tree...

I'm feeling very Southern tonight, feeling my childhood (says the 22-year-old.) I helped my mother in the garden most of the day, and we went looking for rocks to line one of the flowerbeds. To do so, she, I and her Radio Flyer red wagon (I shit you not!) went down to the creek in the woods at the base of our subdivision. We trekked through the weeds, trees and blackberry brambles to slide down into a creek bed and look for rocks. Well, she looked for rocks, I mostly waded in the water. God, I want to go climb a Magnolia tree nowl; I used to be quite the tree climber.

Aside from my forays into nostalgia, I am so far behind in my fic reading. There's tons of fics for my personal enjoyment, and I also want to read and feedback everything that's coming through the Rarepair list. Some are good, some are...regretable, but I want to say something constructive to everyone. That way maybe they wont hate me as much when I get bitchly about some of the stupid-ass posts people make on the list. =)