Just peachy.

August is the best month for peaches, and is, consequently, also my birth month. My mom always tells me that when I was born, I was covered in fuzzy hair and with my red head complexion, I looked just like a peach. It seems that we were made for each other and- forgive the pun but- I am just peachy with that.

Summertime is hands down my favorite time of year and I think the fact that peaches are in season definitely has something to do with it. One of my favorite memories is sitting on my front porch eating peaches and cream with family and friends. Summer just doesn't seem quite complete until I have eaten my body weight in those little guys. These past few days I have been treating myself to peaches and milk for lunch and ooooh baby I can't stop thinking about them. Call it love. Call it infatuation. Call it whatever you like. Just let me have my peaches.