The Apple Festival

I am supposed to be doing math homework, but I keep remembering other things I "need" to do and getting distracted.  Like I really needed to post about my trip to the mountains today--like right now.  I also needed to package a few patterns to ship, go through the mail, fiddle around with the camera, and watch a few videos on YouTube.

Yes, I am putting off my homework and I own it.  That's right, I own it.  One more week to go, Bessie.

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SO!  Today my dear friend Stephanie and I went to a humongous apple festival in the mountains.  It was very fun, and there were TONS of people there.  However, there were two problems:

1. It was about 90 degrees outside.  It is supposed to be cold in the mountains in October, so Stephanie and I wore jeans and sneakers.  We should have worn summer dresses or shorts and tank tops.  But it seemed so wrong, neither one of us could bring ourselves to do it.

2.  They didn't have any caramel apples!!!  What?!  Well, I take that back.  They had sliced caramel-covered apples in a bowl (which were tasty, but not the same).  But no apples on a stick!  What is this world coming to, anyway?

So that was a tad disappointing.  However we did get to see a couple camels, and that definitely made up for the disappointment.  Yes, there were camels in the mountains of Georgia today.  Stephanie wanted me to ride one, but I was chicken.

Here are a few pics of our day! :D

 The crazily large crowds

 Wow.  Can you feel the excitement?  Do you feel the urge to push my hair out of my face (I do)?

 Camels!

 We ate some very interesting and slightly questionable food.

So we had a fun time. :D  My favorite part of the day was spending time with Stephanie.  We always have a blast, whatever we end up doing.  I feel blessed to have her in my life!  

"The great need is not to do things, but to believe things.  The Redemption of Christ is not formed an experience, it is the great act of God which he has performed through Christ, and I have to build my faith upon it.  If I construct my faith on my experience, I produce that most unscriptural type, an isolated life, my eyes fixed on my own whiteness."  Oswald Chambers, My Utmost for His Highest. 10/9.

~Bess