Your GPS is wrong...

As many of you know, a group of us went down to my family's lake house this weekend for a mini-spring break. Life was so much easier when your vacation days are planned for you. I spent Thursday racing to get everything done since I wouldn't be there Friday, and felt extremely guilty for not going to work (which I quickly got over...), then yesterday was even more crazy because people were asking me to do things left and right on top of my already packed schedule of catching up. (Not to mention I was already exhausted from vacationing and losing an hour from springing forward.) Needless to say, I fell asleep right when I got home last night, and slept right until the alarm went off this morning, and then some...

We still had a wonderful weekend of girl talk, shopping, entertainment, and we maybe even squeezed in a smidge of relaxation. Our basketball team played all 3 days in their tourney and won- not without nearly causing me an anxiety attack though! It was fun getting to watch them play and remember what it was like to be back in school cheering them on. It is so hard to keep up with it when you aren't surrounded by it.

I did land some good purchases this weekend at the outlets in Pigeon Forge, even if I didn't expect to spend that much. Got me some new kicks which I can't wait to try out at the gym, some much needed accessories, and then some not-so-much needed clothes, but I couldn't resist.

To be in true Pigeon Forge fashion, we went to the Dixie Stampede which turned out being really fun and entertaining- once I got past the horse smell. We ended sitting by this man and his date (we're not sure if she was his wife, even though she had a ring on). I don't know if they were more entertained by us or if it was the other way around. First of all, they were pouring a water bottle into their cokes...so much for that dry county. So their (discrete) drunkenness was entertaining. The tables turned when we received our WHOLE chickens that we were expected to eat with our fingers. We all sort of stared at the chicken for a moment, then looked at each other like, "How are we supposed to eat this?" Then our new friend kindly pointed out, "You just dig in, girls!" while he was cracking up.

One of the funniest things all weekend was driving home after the stampede there was a flashing construction sign to help us get back to the highway. It said, "Your GPS is wrong"...then, it gave us the direction to go. But I am pretty sure we laughed the entire way home that the sign literally said that. It was probaby a lot funnier as the driver since I constantly felt lost with my "guy directions" my dad wrote.

All in all, it was a great weekend. I can't wait for warmer weather so that I can go to the lake more often. It is so peaceful once you get there and I love being in Tennessee. There was just something about the banjo band playing Rocky Top that makes me feel at home.