The wonders of North Carolina and Tennessee have been full these past few days. I still marvel at the fact so many beautiful places are within an hours drive. The temperature change between WNC and Charlotte is huge! It was in the high 90's when I picked up Dena from the airport on Thursday.
Thursday morning before leaving for the airport I had an appointment with the oral surgeon. Everything looked good, almost too good because my own bone had grown and encased the bone grafts that had been put in almost a year ago. That caused a little more work and thus a little delay in leaving for Charlotte but Dena didn't have to wait too long and besides I had promised to take her to eat some of the best pizza she had ever tasted. I did not break that promise. We also stopped in at Marilyn's Sweet Addictions. We decided to head toward home but ran an errand before arriving at la casa.
Friday, I had a rescheduled hair appointment and so Dena and I headed over early enough to procure parking from tourists and had breakfast, make that a delicious breakfast at Corner Kitchen. While my much needed hair needs were attended to, Dena was able to walk about Biltmore Village to so some shopping and try to get a pedicure but alas, all the appointments for Friday morning were full. With new color and coiffure we made a Target run and then stopped in for a quick bite at The Baked Pie Company. The cheese enchilada quiche is muy bueno! We made it home in time to watch most of Brother John's service at Houston's First Baptist online. It was long but good. We needed to get ready for our evening out and about on the town so we had it playing in the background and in the truck as we drove to church. Yes, a church night out on the town in Franklin to see Jeanne Robertson. She is so funny and kept us entertained and laughing. Dena and I parked in the paw paw patch, so we had a little wait to get out of parking area. All of us had supper at Shoney's beforehand and had our own little laughfest. Here is a word of advice and I should have taken it...don't eat crawfish at Shoney's in the middle of the mountains...the first one had an odd coloring to the meat, so I used the other two as a demonstration of don't eat the yellow...cause the yellow is crawfish poop. Otherwise it was a delicious dinner. We got home around 11:00 and a little wired, so it was nearly 1:00 am before I was able to fall asleep.
We kind of had a leisure morning with places to go but no real tight schedule. So, we were able to take our time easing into the morning. This weekend is the Leicester Studio Art Tour. We hit a couple of the studios, but we began at Addison Vineyards cause Dena needed a nip of courage and downed a bottle of wine....no, no, no...Our favorite blacksmith is there and the quilt lady, Dort Lee who makes beautiful pieces. We ran into Dot and Lorraine who were shopping there too. Then off to the broom maker's studio and this year he had the Biltmore Blacksmith out there doing demonstrations. It is so beautiful out that way in Big Sandy Mush. We dropped off all our goodies and headed over to Mountain View cause I had ordered peaches. Once we got those we went over to Old Pilot Hill General Store and had lunch. We met Callie, our waitress...I don't want you to think Cali of the Feral Fam had found a job in TN. I don't think they let cats serve food, but I believe Mississippi does. Anyway, we had a great time talking with her as she is our sister in Christ and as soon as Dena ended our meal time prayer, Callie said amen. Now, this is the real fun... Dena will drive through some of the toughest areas of Houston and she does not bat an eye but get her out on a rural road or some other lovely pastoral place and she gets nervous. So, we take the back roads to Johnson City and almost every time we turned Dena would ask, is this the road to Kroger? Uh, no but it is one of the roads to get over that way. We weren't really going to stop at Kroger but it was on the way to Academy. So, I think she pulled out the how many more curves and I might be getting woozy strategy trying to get me to answer her. I love our road adventures and laughs and as we came back into civilization, her nervousness and wooziness diminished somewhat. A profitable trip to Academy but neither one of us bought anything at Barnes and Noble. Our drive home produced lovely views and Dena even shared a small little bite of pretzel with me. She bought two huge ones from the Mennonite girls who everyone thinks is Amish. Ah yes, I am remembering a trip with Dena to Amish Country south of Nashville when Dena flirted with the idea of becoming the bride of an Amish man but I reminded her that would mean no flat iron using cause no electricity. She came to her senses.
We ate salad tonight for our supper with a slice of watermelon and we have both had a little dessert...no really, dessert was small.
Tomorrow holds more adventures but we aren't quite sure what they will be but we know they will be fun.
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