There is a magical place in Catawba Valley called The Homeplace.  Catawba Valley is about 1 hour and 45 minutes from where I live, but who cares?  Jeff and I were excited to get away and as you can tell from the picture below, it is as beautiful as it is tasty!  

The Homeplace is a home style down home cooking restaurant that was originally a farm house.  The food comes to you family style and heavens it is baaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad to for a diet.   Fried chicken, mashed potatoes, gravy, green beans (don't be fooled, they are cooked in bacon), pinto beans, corn, cole slaw, roast beef... I am not even done.  There was also peach cobler with ice cream.

It is not as if you get a set amount and then you tag out.  No no, they keep bringing you what ever you want. More and more of whatever you want.  I will not even begin to tell you how much of all of those items listed above I had.  But I can say that I was unnnncomfortable.  Although I can't say that even at my most uncomfortable that I would have turned down another spoonful of mashed potatoes.  Judge away.
The picture above was taken from our table out the window.  Yep, its gorgeous.  If you are ever near the area, try and stop there. But don't feel like you have to eat everything on the table, or you will waddle out of The Homeplace like a hippo with two different length legs.  Like us!


Lunch yes, break, no.

Yesterday was one of those days when nothing goes right.  Buuuh.

During my lunch break I figured I would go give blood.  I missed the last bloodmobile at work, and had been getting calls every night after I missing my standing appointment.  So out of sheer goodwill (and a bit of annoyance) I went to give blood.

Fighting backed up traffic, I eventually got to the blood donor location.  Scratch that. I arrived at the former location.  They had apparently moved without telling the donors.  Awesome.

At that point I was ready to draw blood myself, but instead I calmed down and called to cancel my appointment as it would have taken me the rest of my lunch break just to get to the dang place.

So instead of giving blood I figured that I would go get shoes for my friends upcoming wedding.  Fighting more traffic, but not caring as much, I drove to a popular shopping destination in town.  Since the students have left, this shopping center is much more accessible.  This pleased me.

I pulled into a prime spot, stepped out of my car with a spring in my step and walked up to the store.  There stood a pimple faced 15 year old. I was much too excited about my shoes to be bothered with whatever he was selling.  Until he said... "ummm 'mam?"

Shoot. I'm a 'mam.

"Yes silly little child?" I figured I would humor him.

"I can't let you in here.  The power is out."

Don't poke the bear young one.  DONT poke the bear.

My springy step was gone.  Time to get my sulk on.

I drove back to work hoping the black out that took the cash register at the store would somehow have taken out my work computer. No such luck.



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I am the worst blogger in the world. I know this. 

Here what has happened in the past few months:

1) My sister Lauren, a few friends and I helped put on a race in Charlottesville, VA.  Check out the website! http://www.r4tl.com/
2) Still at the same job, still struggling to stay afloat with the crazy programs we run
3) I had another nephew!
4) I found out that I will be having the 5th niece/nephew.  We find out at the beginning of July what my 5th niece/or nephew will be!
5) I tried to stop using exclamation points.  It didn't work!
6) I planned a trip to visit my BFF in Knoxville.  She and her husband had a baby boy a while ago and I can't wait to meet him!
7) I started teaching boot camp pilates.  I teach one class a week and mix pilates with kickboxing, weight lifting and cardio. BLAM.  That's right.  A chubby instructor.  Do as I say, not as I do.
8) I scheduled a full day of taking care of the 3rd nephew in July.  I may or may not have a count down already
9) My little sister bought a house! I had NOTHING to do with it, but I am overwhelmed with happiness for her and her husband.
10) I didn't get into the NY Marathon.  Bummer sauce.

Well that is all for now. Please know that I am huge turd for not blogging, but the above 10 items have really been preoccupying my time.

Get ready for (hopefully) a barrage of new posts.  Riiight after I master the art of cutting the !! out of my writing.