With the help of my wonderful friend Suzanne, I was able to make my second trip to SAFF this past weekend. We drove up Thursday afternoon. On Friday, we got up bright and early in order to get first dibs here:
After her loss of stock, we knew if we waited too long, it would be slim pickings. Miss Babs was one of the two things on my list for this trip. I did good, too.
On the bottom, that is Yowza in Mahogney. In the middle is Yowza in Turquoise Mine (left) and A Day Picking Red Grapes (right). On the top is yummy Superwash Sock & Baby – 2 ply in Cadet (left) and Bamboo Baby in Changling (right).
Miss Babs also had these cute bags on sale. I also found these 2 cute stitch markers in the bottom of my bag, too.
This was our next stop … Blue Ridge Soap Shed. The owners are a husband/wife team. He is a retired chemistry teacher. Their soaps are wonderful. When I bought some last time at SAFF, I didn’t know what to expect. As soon as I used it for the first time, I wished I had gotten more. So, this time I did. I stocked up. I am not sad I did, either. Yummy!
I was not expecting this, but I could not pass this up. It is Wolle’s Yarn Creations Color Changing Cotton in Pecod (bottom) and Silver Navy (top). She had the Sweet Jazz Shawl knit up. The yarn is transitioning, so the top of the shawl was the lightest color and gradually changed to the darkest at the bottom. It was gorgeous! The best part … it is 100% cotton. That is perfect for year round wear in Alabama. The bigger of the two was only $18! Yes, $18 for a shawls worth of yarn.
Once we had seen everything we could see at SAFF, it was long past time for lunch. We decided to head out to find something to eat. After being ignored Thursday night, having 4 parties come in after us but sat before us & deciding to walk out, we decided to give them another chance and had an early dinner/late lunch at the Laughing Seed.
Sadly, I forgot to take photos of out meals, but I ended up having the Omega Hempnut Burger with Jalapeño-Onion Fries. Yummy! Suzanne had the Indian Thali Plate, which she said was very spicy. We also had a special lemongrass-dill hummus plate as a start. I could have bathed in that hummus it was so good. The staff was a little flaky, but the food was good.
Just down the street was a little yarn shop. Neither of us found anything, but again, we were ignored. Asheville is definitely a different environment than Birmingham.
On Saturday, I was honored to take Suzanne on her first trip to the Biltmore. This is one of my most favorite places, and I was so happy to share it with her.
After we finished our tour of the house and the wine tasting & buying, we decided to head back into town to check out another yarn shop, Yarn Paradise. Again, I stuck to my budget and didn’t pick up anything. However, they had a great selection.
From there we decided to eat dinner at The Lobster Trap. Now, I do extensive research before a trip, especially for local cuisine. This was one of the few places I had picked out. Most of the reviews I saw online were positive. The menu looked good, too; so I was excited. What a HUGE disappointment. After a wait (at 5 pm) we were sat at a table next to the front door. When I say right next to the door, I’m talking so close that I could have sneezed on the people waiting for a table. Shortly after we were sat, a group of very drunk, very talkative “ladies” were shown to the table next to ours.
We both ordered the black bean and crab soup as an appetizer. It had absolutely no flavor whatsoever. Their website claims they are “using fresh produce from local farmers.” That is a lie. There was nothing “fresh” about that soup. The beans were mush. Suzanne couldn’t even eat hers. For our entrees, I ordered the Drunken Pumpkin Salmon (Baked salmon filet with vanilla-bourbon puree, crushed pecans, local goat cheese) with lobster macaroni and cheese and mushroom wild rice. Suzanne tried the Shrimp and Grits. These too were a complete disappointment. My rice was overcooked so was the salmon. The flavor of it was nice, but I pulled out a bone. Now, I eat salmon a good deal. It is my favorite fish. Since I have been eating it, I have never found a bone. I also ended up picking out a shell from my mac & cheese. After that, I stopped eating.
Suzanne’s meal was not any better. Everyone I know will tell you that Shrimp and Grits are presented as follows: perfectly cooked grits with large juicy grilled shrimp on top. What was brought to her was a sickly orange-colored mush with small shrimp stirred in. It looked like someone had been sick on her plate. seriously, we thought they had brought her the wrong plate. Needless to say, we did not stick around much longer. I am so surprised that people like this place. It was seriously awful.
Even with all the trouble we had with the food, it was a wonderful trip. The weather was perfect. The company was great. The yarn was squishy. I can’t wait to go again.
So, here’s what I’ve been up to:
- Left work early to register Boy Child for school.
- Stood in never ending lines.
- Found out Boy Child’s vaccinations are not up to date even though I was told they were.
- Rolled my eyes at the PTO fees. (What is the PTO for anyway? I’ve never seen them do anything useful, and now I have to pay them to do nothing?!?!)
- Stunned at what the PTO was charging for school supplies.
- Bypassed the madness & decided to buy supplies somewhere else.
- Took day off work to participate in the tax-free shopping while everyone else was at work.
- Left house @ 9 am
- Went to Target for school supplies
- Went to JC Penny for shoes. Boy Child did not like any of them.
- Went to Wal-mart for remainder of school supplies. (If you haven’t tried Sharpie pens, do it. They are so cool.)
- Took a break for lunch.
- Went to Old Navy for jeans & clothes for Boy Child.
- Went to Books-a-Million for school books.
- Stopped at second Wal-mart to pick up what first one did not have.
- Dropped Hubby off at home.
- Went to the mall.
- Made returns at the Gap.
- Boy Child had a minor meltdown.
- Went to Macy’s for a backpack.
- Boy Child’s meltdown continued.
- Boy Child apologizes for bad behavior.
- Stop in at J. Crew for me.
- Go to second JC Penney to to check out selection of shoes. Boy Child did not like any of them.
- Stop in at Banana Republic for me.
- Grab a drink at Starbucks.
- Go to Joanne fabrics to get buttons for recently completed cardigans.
- Go to Band Try-outs – 4:30 pm
- Listen to 40 children who’ve never played anything, try out 9 instruments – tuba, trombone, trumpet, saxophone, drums, ect.
- Get a pounding headache.
- 7:30 pm – leave school & try-outs
- Eat dinner.
- Get home about 8 pm.
- Fall on couch & get into bed at some point in the night.
- Do a little sleep in.
- Get a call from band director about instrument Boy Child will be playing.
- Go to Bailey Brother’s music. They have no more of the required brand available for rent.
- Go to Art’s Music. Discover that they run your credit in order to rent for $78 a month. The were willing to sell me a used on for …. $1,168.
- Go to second Target & pick up a few things for me.
- Take a break for lunch.
- Boy Child eats a cinnamon roll the size of his head.
- Go to second Gap. Pick up a few things for me & Boy Child.
- Go to Anthropologie. (Boy Child vegged out playing on the iPod.)
- Stop at the grocery store for a few necessities.
- Cooked dinner.
- Scoured internet for a used instrument.
- Got up early for church. Started new volunteer usher post.
- Come home.
- More internet research for instruments.
- Took a nap.
- Back to church for knitting group.
- Watch a little Gilmore Girls.
- Wake up 1 1/2 hours early.
- Take Boy Child to doctor for required vaccination.
- Go back to work.
- Catch up on e-mails & work from taking the day off Friday.
- Take Boy Child to lunch.
- Get irritated by the people who choose to sit right next to us when there are dozens of other tables available.
- Go to Wal-mart for oil to counter act the squeak in my ball winder.
- Almost get hit by a little old lady who (I’m hoping) did not see me.
- Deal with horrible petty people at work.
- Stay late at work because I came in late.
- Come home.
- Finally decide on an instrument for sale on eBay.
- Buy instrument for a fraction of what the music store wanted.
- Think about how long it has been since I’ve posted.
- Write this post.
Pooped! Pooped I tell you!
7:30 am – get up and get ready for trip
9:00 am – travel to North Carolina & grandparent’s house. amazed at how well Boy Child travels.
3:30 pm – arrive & visit with family
6:00 pm – dinner – Yum!
8:00 pm – look at Black Friday ads
11:05 pm – Toys-R-Us opens at midnight & decide to go ahead & go to the store in Ashville, NC. leave Boy Child sleeping with Papa B, Nana, Aunt S & Uncle R. (lucky ducks!)
11:45 pm – reach Toys-R-Us and see a line of about 300 people. decide it is not worth it. drive to Toys-R-Us in Greenville, SC (@ 45 min away) thinking that by the time we arrive, there would be no line.
12:30 am – arrive @ Toys-R-Us in Greenville, SC & find a line of 600-700 people.
12:32 am – decide there is no way we are waiting in that line & go off to find the other stores on our list.
12:40 am – find Target. see people already lined up even though the store does not open until 5:00 am. astounded that people have set up tents in front of store. leave immediately.
12:50 am – go back to Toys-R-Us to check out the line. decide to wait in the car where it is warm. amazed by the orderly people who live in Greenville. ponder that there would be no way on Earth that this type of orderliness would happen in Birmingham. watch in fascination at both the store employees & customers.
3:00 am – make it inside store.
3:15 am – realize there is a second line to electronics, right where we need to be.
4:30 am – finally find & purchase Christmas gifts
4:50 am – arrive back @ Target. line is longer, but does not rival Toys-R-Us.
4:55 am – decided to go next door to Academy Sports first.
5:10 am – realize Academy does not have it all together in the staffing department. go back to Target.
5:15 am – get into store & find our gifts. debate whether we want to stand in the checkout line which extends all the way from the front of the store and winds around the back of the store. discover people working in jewelry. cut our check out waiting time by about 1 1/2 hours.
5:45 am – go back to Academy. realize they still don’t have it together.
5:50 am – decide to skip other stores on our list. exhaustion setting in.
6:00 am – grab breakfast before driving back.
6:30 am – head back to grandparent’s house.
7:30 am – fall into bed.
2:00 pm– wake up. get dressed. still sleepy.
3:00 pm – have lunch/dinner. more shopping. hit LYS & bought gorgeous lace yarn in autumn reds, greens and golds.
some time after that, visit with the family. watch a movie. go to bed late. (It’s all a little blurry.)
10:30 am – wake up.
11:15 am – have lunch. more shopping. pick up Hubby his present (he needed to try on first). have milk shakes.
3:00 pm – pack up stuff. drive to aunt’s house. visit with family. Boy Child goes fishing in the pond. have dinner with family. try to convince Boy Child the pork roast is really turkey. fail. aunt pulls out left over turkey for him to eat.
7:00 pm – roast marshmallows over a bon fire. Boy Child has more fun throwing things into fire that making s’mores.
8:00 pm – drive home.
12:00 am – arrive home. fall into bed asleep while Hubby unpacks car. (Sorry for sticking you with all the work, baby. You are a good man.)
9:00 am – wake up. put up & decorate Christmas tree. put up remaining decorations. impressed by Boy Child’s initiative in putting up decorations. clean house. do laundry. watch tv. go to Hancock Fabrics & pick up $1 patterns. go grocery shopping. have dinner. laugh & general merriment with Hubby & Boy Child.
9:00 pm – put Boy Child to bed
fall asleep some time, can’t really remember.
7:45 am – drop off Boy Child @ school. forget how awful it is to drive car pool in the rain.
8:30 am – reminded about the sheer amount of work that waits for me after a holiday. work like a fool.
12:30 pm – go to Panera Bread for Fuji Apple Chicken Salad. am calmed by the meal & time away from work.
1:30 pm – contemplate not going back to work. go back anyway. work some more.
4:45 pm – awsome friend (that’s you Suzanne) picks up a knitting book for me that is on sale @ her LYS. am cheered.
5:00 pm – leave work. think about going to the grocery store for forgotten items. decide I’m too tired. go home. laugh with Hubby. watch tv. finish Christmas knit on time. start another project. hope that the big project that’s almost finished but can’t travel with gets done soon. according to my schedule, it’s late.
11:00 pm – finally go to bed after all the caffeine that kept me awake all day has finally run its course.
It’s Friday. I’m tired. So, I’m just going to flash the new additions to my stash.
More glass needles from the Ernsts.
Sock yarn from The March Hare.
I can’t really remember where I got this sock yarn from, but it is in a lovely Rhinebeck colorway.
Gorgeous stuff from Jennie the Potter.
Stop off at WEBS before heading home.
Clearance Cascade 220 – sweaters worth
Sock yarn for over-the-knee socks.
Valley Yarns from left to right: Amherst (balsam), Lenox (grape jelly), Deerfield (chocolate) – a sweaters worth of each
Mrs S and I trying to get all my yarn packed away for the trip home.
Sunday was soooo much better than Saturday! I’m not sure if it was the weather or the normal course of things, but there was hardly anyone there!
After we were finished, we went to eat downtown.
We walked around and found this cool paper store.
We also found the Beekman Arms, where we will probably be staying next year. The Quality Inn was B.A.D. Take a look:
Those are the keys to all the rooms we were shuffled into during our 3 night stay. We checked into room 219 Friday night. After we had unpacked our clothes and gotten ready for bed, Mrs S discovered there was no hot water in the sink. After several minutes of running, it still felt like ice. Deciding this was not too terrible a problem, we decided to use the tub instead. It was then we discovered the tub did not drain – at all. There was 2″ of standing water. Needless to say, we had to move. The front desk quickly brought us the keys to room 210.
We stayed in room 210 Friday night and Saturday night. Though, the shower was a little on the chilly side. Sunday morning, Mom was in the shower and the water completely shut off! I called the front desk and asked that they check our room. When we returned from the festival Sunday evening, we got a call from the front desk. They said our toilet was leaking into the room below us. They said we needed to move to another room. Now, this was not such a big deal; however, they did not offer to compensate us for all the trouble. We had to ask. They acted like it was no big deal.
Once again, we moved. Now in room 212, we began unpacking, again. The room felt very chilly and a little loud. After a few minutes, I asked if the window was open. Mom & Mrs S thought not, but I asked them to check anyway. Sure enough, not only was the window open, the latch was broken and would not close. Now, the temp was dipping into the 30s, and we were only on the 2nd story.
We finally ended up in room 213 late Sunday night. Yes, they finally did compensate us; however, I think next year a B&B is in our itinerary. There is no way I will risk another experience like this one again.
Tomorrow: WEBS and stash addition
Way back in January, I invited Mrs. S to go to Rhinebeck. When she accepted, I began planning and waiting. The planning was so much easier than the waiting, let me tell you! We decided to fly out of Huntsville instead of Birmingham early Friday morning. That ended up being a good choice.
When we got to the airport, we discovered that our plane had been delayed so long that we were going to miss our connecting flight in Atlanta. The wonderful guy who was working the Delta counter quickly got us on another fight through Cincinnati and had us arriving in Albany only 50 minutes later than our original flight.
Once we arrived in Cincinnati, we were again treated to a delayed flight.
No worries, though. We had knitting and coffee.
Once we were on our way, we arrived in Albany and picked up our car. Mom had missed her connection in Atlanta, though. We had a couple of hours before her flight arrived, so we checked out a nearby yarn shop and had a late lunch. We picked up Mom and headed down to Rhinebeck.
Mom had made reservations at Le Petit Bistro Friday night. It was definitely a night of new food experiences.
Escargot and fresh picked wild mushrooms for appetizers.
Puffer Fish Tails over spinach and rice for dinner.
I was also able to finally, after 2 1/2 years, find and eat a good Creme Brule. They also had homemade ice cream. I forced Mom to get the pumpkin flavor. Oh. My.Goodness! That was the best ice cream I have ever eaten! Yummy! I can not say enough about this restaurant. The food was superb. The service was impeccable. I would highly recommend going there anytime you are in Rhinebeck. I know I will.
Tomorrow: the festival!
Do you remember those papers you had to write in grade school? You know, the ones where the teacher asks you to write about what you did last summer. That is kinda how I feel about this post. This is my report.
My Day at the Spa
I started the day with breakfast, a banana and a bowl of cereal. In my quirky makes no sense thinking, I had to shower and make sure I shaved. I just couldn’t abide the technicians having to touch an unshaven leg. Call me weird, but I do the same thing when I go to the gyno. Logically, I know they don’t even notice, but I would not be able to relax if I didn’t. After getting pretty, I drove to Ross Bridge. I try not to think about the fact that it is only 10 miles from my house. It felt like I was a million miles away.
I was checked in and immediately taken into the spa. Immediately to the right there is a quiet room with a whirl pool. I always forget to bring my suit, so I have never tried it out. It is nice to sit and listen to the water. Straight ahead is the sauna which is screened for privacy. To the left are the restrooms and showers. In that area, they provide all the necessities: combs, hair dryers, shampoo, conditioner, toothbrushes, deodorant, feminine products. Also to the right are the lockers and changing rooms. Just beyond the locker room is a holding area where you wait for your services. They provide snacks, water and tea. In the past, I have not been too impressed with this area. However, they have much improved. They had some of the best fresh fruit I have ever eaten. I am not usually one for fresh raspberries. I love their taste, however their texture usually keeps me away. Not yesterday. They were so juicy and flavorful, I couldn’t get enough!
After a very short wait, I was taken back for my Southern Comfort scrub. I did not intend for this treatment to necessarily be relaxing. I felt I needed it. It ended up being wonderful. Kristen was my tech. She and I ended up chatting the entire time. We discussed making our own beauty products, life and family. She was great. I would not hesitate to recommend both the scrub and the tech. Afterward, I felt light. You know how you feel when you get in the pool – almost weightless? That is how I felt afterward. I know it sounds odd, but that’s exactly how I felt. Light. I guess that isn’t too far off. Kristen said she removed about three layers of dead skin. (Yuck!) My intention when I booked this treatment was to start fresh and keep it up at home. Along that line, she says she uses baking soda once a week. At the end of the shower, sprinkle the soda on skin, rub in circular motions and rinse well. I’m sure I will use this technique. I really, really love how my skin feels.
I scheduled in time for lunch. My plan was to go into the hotel and eat at one of the restaurants. I ended up ordering lunch through the spa. From three sandwiches they offered, I chose the BLT. It came with chips and a fruit cup, and all of it was packaged in a cute little bag.
I thought it was a nice touch.
After more relaxation and reading, I got my very first Hot Stone Massage. I’ve always wondered about those. Every time I see an advertisement or brochure for a spa, there is always a poto of a client with stones on his/her back. I was curious. That is why I put it on my list. Overall the experience was very pleasently medical not indulgent. To me and indulgence is pure enjoyment, like chocolate cake or an ice cream sundae. No one can claim that either has any other purpose other than enjoyment. I look at a Swedish massage as indulgent. Very rarely does it do anything but make you feel good. The hot stone massage is more along the lines of a deep tissue massage. There was slight pain, but the results were worth it. Afterward, all the tension was released. I felt loose. I felt great! Karen, the tech, used stones to perform a good portion of the massage. The best way to describe it was a combo of laying on a heating pad and getting a massage. Mom, you would love it! I think anyone who has alot of muscle tension due to job stress or athletic endeavors would really benefit from this type of massage. I think, in the future, I will stick to the Swedish massage. However, I am not sorry I tried it. It has been a long time since I have been this loose. I wish I could afford to get a massage every week. That would be great.
After slinking back to the waiting room, I headed over for my mani and pedi. While I’ve never found the experience to be relaxing (I have very ticklish feet), I adore how my hands and feet feel afterward.
I have always been a little vain about my feet. I would always have polish on them and never went about with it chipped. In the past month, I have kinda let them go. It was nice to have them back looking good. I think, like with the scrub, I’m going to use this as a jumping off point to get back into the habit of keeping them looking good.
In another attempt to try new things, I spent a little time in the sauna. I never really understood it before. I mean, who would purposely sit in a room that makes you sweat. It seems a little ironic to pay for that priviledge when all you really have to do in Alabama is step outside. Surprisingly, it was nice. It was in a way refreshing. I wouldn’t mind doing it again.
At that point, I decided I was done. Seven hours of relaxing was my limit. I took a shower and hit the road. Before I left, I picked up the best smelling candle I have ever smelled.
When Mom and I went to this spa a couple of years ago, they had one burning in the locker room. I fell in love with it. Mom gifted me with one that weekend. I only burn it on special occasions. With the trail card, I get a 25% discount on all merchandise. I decided to pick up another one. Apparently, they have become more popular, because a Google search came up with several sites. Before, I could only find one or two. (Mom, here is a site that looks good.)
After leaving the spa, I decided to have dinner at Cheesecake Factory. I ended up ordering the Cajun Jambalaya Pasta.
I ended up getting mine over rice instead of pasta, and it was wonderful. Supper yum! I ended the night with a slice of the White Chocolate Raspberry Truffle cheesecake.
I think this is my new favorite desert! There is no words to describe how wonderful this was, so I’m not even going to try.
Overall, it was a really great day. I’m not sure how all those women of luxury can spend so much time in spas. While my day went exactly as planned, I can not see myself doing a full day on a regular basis. Right now, I seem to make it out there once a year. That seems like a reasonable schedule for me. However, I have to confess again that I would go every week for a massage if I could afford it. For anyone in the area, I highly recommend Ross Bridge Spa if you are looking for a relaxing and indulgent experience. No one gets in a hurry. Everyone speaks in hushed tones. The lights are kept low. Everything screams relaxation. I have been in a couple of other spas. So far, Ross Bridge is the best.
And…here we go!
1. I absolutely adore my home.
2. My favorite thing for dinner lately has been cereal.
3. Don’t mess with the big dog! bark! bark! bark!
4. A nice long walk is the best way to spend the afternoon.
5. Please, please give me some good news.
6. When all is said and done, I love my yarn, and I don’t care who knows it.
7. And as for the weekend, tonight I’m looking forward to making some serious headway on my Blue Sahara top, tomorrow my plans include setting passport photos taken and picking out ties for Hubby and Sunday, I want to sew one of the incredible bags from my inspiration patterns!
Way back in March when I had my birthday, Hubby gave me a gift card to this Spa. According to my 101 in 1,001 list, I need to have an indulgent day including time at the spa. Also, it says I need to try a hot stone massage. Today, I made my plans to kill two birds with one day. I am so excited, I can barely sit still! I’m not sure I can wait until the end of the month. Hubby will be out of town for training. Boy Child will be at sleep-away camp, and I will be at the spa! Look at my indulgence day:
I start my day with a Southern Comfort Scrub
Smooth and comfortable – that’s how you’ll feel once you restore your skin’s natural glow with this pumice-based exfoliation blended with refreshing geranium and pine essential oils. A hydrating botanical lotion leaves you feeling full of vitality.
I will then take a break to have lunch. I’m hoping the restaurant will have the same fried green tomato sandwich with sweet potato fries I had a couple of years ago. Yum! I still think about that sandwich. Yum x 2!
After that, I will experience my very first Hot Stone Massage,
Hot Rock therapy involves the use of smooth basalt rocks placed at strategic points of the body or gently used to massage target muscles. Treatment promotes increased blood flow and energy balance. Combined with Hot Rocks and soothing massage to leave you feeling renewed and relaxed.
immediately followed by the “Heeled” pedicure,
Special TLC for overused feet. Your feet will have a life of their own after soaking in a refreshing eucalyptus and tea tree oil bath and a peppermint exfoliating scrub. Your calluses will be gently smoothed away with an intensive 20% lactic acid serum and remedied with a therapy cream. Shins, calves and feet are massaged with a cool mint gel as cuticles are re-hydrated and nails are polished.
and I end with a Simple Pleasures manicure with a paraffin hand dip.
Great googley moogley! I am so blessed! I have a husband who knows how to pamper me. I have a job, even though most days it drives me bonkers, that allows me to afford to indulge. Blessed, I tell you.
* Obscure Jeff Dunham reference.
I am exhausted! I think it is ironic that I accomplished more out of the office than I ever have at work. Boy Child is out of school, but his summer camp does not start until next week. So, I decided we needed a project. When we moved into this house two years ago, I was able to get a toy box/bookcase I remember from my childhood. Apparently, my Grandpapa built it when my Mom was young. She painted it yellow to match my room. When my little brother came along, she painted it blue and put it in his room. There it became a thrown for me when I commanded him to clean his room. I also was a wonderful big sister as I tricked him into climbing into the toy box and then promptly sat on the lid so he was trapped. I know! Nice, hu? When it made the move to my childhood home, it was again in my brothers’ room. While cleaning it out one day, my baby brother found what he dubbed a fuzzy rock, which ended up being one of our Christmas oranges. Yum! After we all left home, the toy box made its way to my Aunt Jackie’s house where it was painted a fourth time.
I am so happy to have it back. Though, throughout the years it has seen some wear. Today, Boy Child and I did what we could to restore it to all its previous glory.
Imagine it with another strip of moulding on the left side. I had removed it before I remembered my camera.
The bottom had received severe damage and had to be removed.
First, we went supply shopping.
We sanded the rough edges and replaced the old moulding with new.
We replaced the bottom.
We have also painted the entire thing white.
So far, we only have one coat. Right at this moment, we are letting the first coat dry and plan on a second after dinner. I think for our first building project we have tackled on our own, with little preparation I might add, we have done a wonderful job! I also hope Grandpapa is proud of us. I know it means a whole lot to me to have something he built with his own hands roughly 40 years ago. Thanks Grandpapa!
We arrived in Tennessee last Monday. This is the cabin were we all stayed.
Later that night, we celebrated the fact that I am now old. Like my rice cake?
I fulfilled #86. We took the kids horseback riding. Boy Child had never been riding other than in a circle at small fairs. At first, he seemed hesitant and not all that excited about the adventure. Afterward, all he could talk about was his horse Buttermilk and how he wanted a horse of his very own.
Beau and I had a lovely time. He even gave me a little trot to make the ride more interesting.
We also went hiking, and the knitting saw Laurel Falls. It is the most visited waterfall in the park.
The knitting continued to grow until it stretched all the way from Tennessee to North Carolina.
It also saw another waterfall. I don’t know if this one has a name, but it was pretty.
Boy Child had fun at Wonderworks.
He and his cousins also spent a HUGE amount of time in the hot tub. I’m surprised he didn’t turn into a prune!
He also took bunches of photographs. I was shocked at his natural talent with a camera. We may have a future artist on our hands!
Boy Child wasn’t the only one discovering new talents. I think I missed my calling as an architect.
I also was able to cross #58 off my list. I FINALLY beat Hubby in a game of pool. He will deny it, but I did it!
Boy Child wasn’t left out of the tournament. I think this little get-away convinced Hubby that we need a table of our very own. Yea!
Hubby also had his own own special adventure. Yum!
I saved the best for last … snow tubing!
I have to say, this is probably the most fun I can ever remember having! OMG! If I could, I would jump in the car right this very second and spend all day riding up and sliding down!
By the end of the trip, we were all tuckered out.