Weekend Update

Go Postal and I headed to Charlotte Friday afternoon to attend a Susan Tedeschi concert that evening in the arts district. We got there in time to have some fish tacos and a cup of coffee at the Smelly Cat Coffee house before walking across the street to the Neighborhood Theatre for the concert. Susan is a very bluesy songwriter/guitar player. He really enjoyed it. When I gave him these tickets for his birthday I also made reservations at the Moorehouse Inn so we could stay over and make a day of Charlotte since I have never really spent much time down there.



After breakfast of French Toast and bacon (yum) I asked him to set the schedule for the rest of the day...we just had to be back to Kernersville by 5. So because it was so pretty we headed to the Charlotte Museum of History to see the Hezekia Alexander House. It is the oldest standing home in Charlotte, built in 1774. The docent spent a lot of time explaining the construction and the preservation the building had undergone.....right up Go Postal's alley!










A quick bite to eat and we were off to mountain bike at some trails that are located just off Poplar Tent road and I-85. It had been 10 years since I was on these trails and we rode about 4 miles. These were originally put in for a motorcross champion who lived across the street, now his family allows mountain bikers to ride...all they ask is you sign a waiver and pay $3 to help keep the trails maintained. They have a lot of pallete bridges and other obstacles....we even saw one rider successfully ride a teeter totter from one end to the other. No Thanks














We made it back to Kerversville in time to help take down the quilt show and pick up Chocolate Kisses. It took 2nd place in the group quilt category!

A quick shower and it was off to visit with friends that went skiing in Steamboat with us in February. We put all our pictures together on a DVD and set them to music. Lots of fun.

Finally after church on Sunday, I was able to see the progress made on the Car Barn last week. The first floor is framed!


Then just when we thought we couldn't fit anything else into our weekend, we found out that his oldest nephew was being baptised Sunday evening. He had made a comitment years ago but had a strong desire to be baptised before heading to Ft Bliss (El Paso, Tx) next week. Go Postal teased me that it was probably because those "Texans" are so scary. It was a simple and warm service and we enjoyed visiting with everyone over dinner later that evening.