200 Mile Kentucky 68/80 Milk Run

I have recently become a fan of yard sales. After our last successful adventure, my daughter and I were primed to hunt for treasure on the 68/80. We began our yard sale journey at Russellville and ended in Cadiz with a detour to Princeton. Over 200 miles was traveled that day. BTB (Bride to Be) and I had 2 goals: get milk glass cheap and look at wedding dresses. Luck was on our side because the weather was sunny and dry and the roads were light in traffic. We're going along enjoying the drive and eagerly anticipating our first stop. Yeah!! there is one on the right. No milk glass. On to another one. No milk glass. Another one way off the road.

Longhorn Cattle!!

We were determined to find the mother-lode.... so on we traveled. Don't get me wrong there were nice yard sales. We were just looking for milk glass. Just outside of Hopkinsville we struck gold....rather milk.

 
The next 2 stops were treasure troves. BTB got milk glass at bargain prices and I bought rocking chairs for the grandkids.

We made it to Ziobro's in Princeton. Now if you are in the market for a bridal gown, This is the place to go. They are having a 50%-70% sale. We would have loved to have found a sale gown but our bride to be knows what she wants and it wasn't there. So on to Cadiz we traveled to get back on the 68/80. No luck with yard sales but we did find a noteworthy place to eat. One of the 100 places you must eat in Kentucky. Hot Diggity Dog Cafe.

The dogs were delicious, the beer battered onion rings crunchy, but oooooh.........

THE ICE CREAM

And that is just an adult single scoop.....
YUM YUM YUM

Well it turned out to be a great day. We were looking for milk treasure and boy did we get it.



But I have to say the best treasure of all was making memories with a very special bride to be.

Opinions: Everyone's Got One!

Enjoy reading the blogs I follow in the early morning hours when my world is quiet and unintrusive. Since my youngest daughter is getting married next year several of the blogs I am following are about weddings. One particular blog was a definite eye opener. 600 + hate emails because a bride chooses to not have her father walk her down the aisle. Amazing. In the blog the bride was sharing her wedding planning process and her desire to make the day special. She did not think they fit the traditional mold. The couple had been living together for 5 years. He proposed to her while they were flossing. Obviously she did not feel it was appropriate or necessary for her Dad to give her away. Duh!! Kinda past that point don't you think? Anyway, nothing in the blog should lead someone to interpret her decision as being disrespectful to her Dad. The couple simply chose to walk down the aisle together. The father even made the statement that everyone would know who he was by his beaming smile.

I asked myself what about this couples decision could incite such an irrational reaction? The answer is nothing. What has happened to our ability to acknowledge a persons right to their own choices? Just because it is not a choice you would have made, does that make it wrong? Even if it is "wrong" that still does not give anyone the right to hurl verbal abuse. Somewhere we have forgotten how to appreciate each others differences. How to listen, state our opinions and if necessary agree to disagree. Obviously we have become a people of extremes. The anonymity of email should not give anyone the right to act in such an extreme manner. Disrespect is disrespect no matter where or how it is voiced. Whew too much caffeine. Someone must have brought the soapbox in the kitchen. Oh well, as I said- opinions- everyone's got one.

As my daughter and her fiance plan their wedding, I'll try to remember the words just written. (Look sweetie you've got it in writing.) Am so sure that one day I may be at my table eating these words while drinking my morning coffee and wiping the egg off my face. Totally can see this happening.

Wedding

My youngest daughter is getting married. So any tips, website, blog you have would be appreciated.

Why?

Empty space has always intimidated me. What words to use? Could there have been a better choice? Am I making any sense? Putting something on paper-filling in that empty space is worse than giving birth. So why torture myself? Because it is time. Technology, opportunity, availability and determination have collided with realization and it is now or never. So with baby steps-prepared to stumble I enter the world of blogging.