(The title is a joke by the way...no hate mail, please)
I wanted to post a little something about my weekend in North Carolina, during which my friends tried their hardest to turn me into a redneck; but I'm still interested in your answers to the question posed in my previous post, so scroll on down when you're done here.
I arrived late on Friday night (left at 11am and arrived at around 10.30 due to traffic and Ernesto) so there was not much time for rednecking. I woke on Saturday, eager, as you can tell from the following picture, to begin my education.
 First some "juice":
 Then it was time for breakfast.
 And then, of course, the traditional Saturday morning trip to purchase a wheelbarrow or two.
 Soon it was time for the crowning glory of my weekend.    What more could a girl ask for, really? Except maybe some barbeque. Yeah, barbeque would have been nice. |
