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Blast Off


This weekend we did a spontaneous trip to Ellijay, GA. It was a nice weekend that ended too soon. Mark has a very flexible schedule within certain guidelines. All that to say we had a long weekend with not much to do. Living in a rental there isn't much to do and it seems like we are just waiting around for house closings to happen. We decided after a friend called and said they would be in Ellijay this weekend (only three hours from us) we decided to stalk them.

On Thursday night Mark found a place to stay and we left Saturday. Only because there was supposed to be a company picnic Friday night that got rescheduled or we would have left Friday. It was a beautiful cabin in the mountains. It wasn't the easiest to get to, well leaving the cabin on our little town trips was harder. Toward the middle of the weekend when we would leave we would count down and yell "blast off". That is when Mark would floor the van just to make it up the mountain. It was not pretty. The van struggled to make it up, but we always made it out. The last trip up the mountain loaded with all of us, belongings and dog was sweet relief when we didn't get stuck. I really wished we still had the CRV this weekend!

We got to see some friends Sunday from Saint Pete. The family we car pooled with. I miss my car pool girls. You see them almost six days a week (church too) and then you don't see them in months! Well, the mom's keep a secret from them and we had a plan to meet at the Carter Lake Beach. Oh to see the girls faces again they were shocked! Ally was so cute. Her jaw dropped to the ground when she saw us and then quickly regained her composure and said "the Stofer's are here." The kids had lots of fun and I am very thankful!

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