So here is what I had written the first weekend back. Sorry it took so long to get up here.
I love being back down here. There is no other way to put it. People who say there is nothing to do here or that it is “the middle of no where” just don’t get it.
(not my pic)Last weekend I reconnected with friends for a jam packed Saturday. I went on a short run at 7am (3 miles) to the Dixie Chicks playing in my ear while seeing cows munching in the field next to me. It was heaven.
A little breakfast then woke up the roommate for a trip down to the farmers market.
I was hoping to run in to you Kris, but not this time. I had to stop myself from buying the whole market as usual. But I did manage to pick up some great produce.
Nicole was planning a pizza for later in the week so she got a hunk of local cow motzerella to go with the tomatoes from her mom’s garden and the fresh basil I picked up.
When we finally pulled ourselves away and walked home, I made lunch to test out my new cherry tomatoes. 
Weird combo, but a great taste. Tuna, tomatoes, carrots, and lime juice. I made a jar of homemade lemonade to go with. I am now addicted to using this old mason jar.
We then called the guys to join us for some local free wine tasting over at the Vintage Cellar.
While waiting to step up to the bar, we met some lovely ladies who were just finishing their tasting. Lynn was from Floyd, just down the road and we bonded about the amazingness of Friday Nights at the General Store. The streets are filled with live bluegrass playing and flatfooting (similar to square dancing). I can’t wait to get back there when I’m not staying in to study on a Friday night.
Nicole and Sean each bough a bottle of their sweet red moscato wine to make sangria with. I am eagerly waiting for that day!
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