The three of us left the mountains this morning at 6:45 a.m. for Winston-Salem and arrived home at 6:45 p.m. We covered 225 miles, 2 snacks, 10 stores, and 1 meal. We talked about children, grandchildren, parents, husbands, food, and if the hot light was on at Krispie Kreme (it was). We laughed so hard that people stopped to stare as we stood, leaning against counters, trying not to wet our pants, giggling like teenagers. We had store clerks in giggles simply because giggles are contagious. We cannot go back to Victoria's Secret. We got lost twice and found twice.
I bought tennis shoes, pepper and salt grinders, and a marble mortar and pestle.
Gal pals are the best, aren't they?