I realize this is a bit random of a title, but that's how our whirlwind weekend can best be summed up. This weekend, we went to the Upstate to visit my grandparents and see their new "digs". They have recently moved from where they lived for 64 years to a town about 5 hours away. It's a much nicer place, closer to family, and they seem to be satisfied. We stayed with some of our very best friends, and always have a great time when we're together. On Sunday after church service and a very tasty lunch at a place called Pompous Pig, we took off for an afternoon of apple picking in the mountains. We had a lovely time, the weather was wonderful, and the apples picked right from a tree (my very first time!) were so delicious! After we paid for our bushels, the kids shared an apple cider slush and Randy and I shared a muscadine slush. Both were wonderful! Pictures will hopefully follow soon.
What should have been a 4 hour ride home turned into 8. There was an accident on the interstate that resulted in 1 fatality, several injuries and a closed down interstate. We got so excited once we saw the REST AREA 2 MILES sign, but it took us an hour to get there!
We finally rolled into our "hood" about 1 am, and we all promptly fell into bed. Be it ever so humble, there's NO place like home!
When we turned into our neighborhood, Will, somewhere between awake and sleep, mumbled, ahh, home sweet home:)