Today was a FUN day. I mean more fun than a lost dog in a meat market! I have no pictures to show for it, but that’s because I was having too much fun to remember to take them. The temps in our area hovered around 90 degrees – – the first and only time I can ever remember that happening in April. It was a day right out of a Joe Cocker song…”walking on a sidewalk hotter than a match head.” But did we care? No. We were playing in the “big city” today with friends and leaving our cares behind.
First stop…food. A place called Barley’s which is famous for its beer and pizza. Weirdly enough, I don’t care much for either, but the spinach salad was so good it made you want to swallow your tongue afterward just to get the last bit of juice off your taste buds.
Second stop…Mast General store. If you don’t live in North Carolina, then you don’t know about Mast General, which is as sad as a mule with a mouth full of bumblebees. Mast General is just about my favorite place in the world to shop. Each one is set up like an old general store – – right down to the barrels of old-fashioned candy that you purchase by the pound. They sell everything from woven baskets to hiking boots and I could basically pitch my tent there and take up residence.
Third stop…the bookstore…where I purchased the book that inspired this blog post. The one that has given rise to the terrific sayings (seen here in italic) that can only be homespun here in the south. All I can say is that if you were to head over to Amazon and purchase your own copy, you’d be smarter than a tree full of owls.
Final stop…the chocolate lounge!!! The part of the day I had looked forward to most. AND the place where I learned the most valuable lesson of all…teenage boys can never appreciate the finer things in life. When three relatively sane boys scrunch their nose up in disgust over a wine glass full of sipping chocolate, you know that bringing them there was about as smart as trying to sling a hammock between two corn stalks. We moms are already planning our next visit – – sans neanderthals.
It was a glorious summer-like spring outing in the city, and I hated to call it a day, but I guess (((sigh))) sometimes you simply have to pee on the fire and call in the dogs.