Blueberry season. Those two words make me incredibly happy. I literally wait all year until glorious summertime, when I can get my hands on heaping gallon-sized buckets of the little spheres of blueberry goodness. This year, Brad and I got adventurous and took a short drive to a nearby blueberry farm, where I excitedly picked berries to my heart's content. After almost 2 hours of hand-picking the finest berries, we had TWO gallons to lug home with us. Visions of blueberry jam and countless blueberry desserts were swimming through my head. I was thrilled... Until.the.bites.started.itching. Have any of you ever had the unfortunate experience of practically being eaten alive by little demon bugs called chiggers/red bugs? Oh my dear...Over 40 of those little buggers got a hold of me and had quite the snack. At first, I thought they were simply mosquito bites, but OH NO. Brad and I were both itchy, scratchy messes....