Celebrating an Anniversary

This past weekend marked the first anniversary of our move to Shooting Creek, North Carolina, and we celebrated it in style. (Actually, there just happened to be a lot going on that weekend.)

We started on Friday with a trip to the movies. Doug wanted to see Terminator, but I had had enough of blow ‘em up, shoot ‘em up movies for a while, so I opted to see just Up, the latest Disney offering. I was glad I did. The animation was adorable, and the story was poignant and sweet, offering a glimpse into the lives of elderly people who feel the world has passed them by. There were even some good laughs. Doug and I met up after the movies were over and went to Asiano, an oriental restaurant in the area. It was good, though not as good as Pekings in Athens!

The next morning we got up and went down to the Farmers’ Market on the square in Hayesville. We enjoyed tasting various jams, jellies, and sweets, as it seemed everyone was handing out samples. We bought a small loaf of pineapple – banana bread, which we ate for breakfast the next two mornings. From Hayesville, we drove to Hiawassee, where they were having the annual Fire in the Mountain chili cook-off to raise money for the fire department. We bought enough tickets to sample five different chilies. There were 28 entries in all! Zell Miller was there, signing copies of his latest book, Purt Nigh Gone, and, of course, I had to have one. He autographed our book and posed for a picture with us both.

Lest you think all we did was have fun the whole weekend, when we left the chili cook-off, we came home – well, after a stop at the Just $5 store. I then spent most of the afternoon helping Daddy cut lower branches off trees on the property and haul them off. It was hot and quite a job. Doug joined us after a while, and we both got dirty and sweaty so we had to have showers before going out for the evening. And what an evening it was! We had tickets to hear Josh Turner at the GA Mtn. Fairgrounds. Our seats were on the third row, right in the center. I got great pictures! (He is a really cute guy, by the way.) We both love his deep voice, and he put on a great show. We got home around 10:30 and went on to bed.

The next morning we went to Sunday school and church. Then we ate a late breakfast at the Huddle House with Mama and Daddy. I spent Sunday afternoon as usual, watching This Week with George Stephanopolus and reading the Sunday paper. Somewhere in there I squeezed in a nap.

Not every weekend is so eventful up here, but things do start happening in the spring. This coming weekend we’ll be attending the Roots and Music Festival at the fairgrounds. We’ve gone for the last three years, at least. There will be plenty of good bluegrass, crafts, and tons of food. Maybe even some of the family will be up – I hope so!