The weekend in Asheville was so nice and relaxing. The weather was gorgeous – sunny and not too hot, downright cool at night, just delicious. We spent time sitting on the back porch of our cabin looking at this view:
There was some success making friends with the goats, who were very excited about the alfalfa cakes that were left for us in the kitchen to use as snacks. But the llamas were consistently standoffish.
There was more sitting on the back porch.
The wheel, I hate to say, did not even see the light of day, but MS3 got some attention. I would highly recommend, though, not skipping over an entire chart. There was some ripping, but now I am back on track.
There may have also been some vodka ice cream sodas consumed and attempts to set the vodka-doused pound cake on fire, but completely unrelated to the MS3 mess-up, I promise.