I have an excellent sense of direction, and one of the fun things I like to do is head out of Rochester in my car and try to become lost. I usually have to go pretty far, and I usually only get lost for a short time. However, in that short time I usually find something interesting. Like the time I found Nine Pines Country Store, open on a Sunday afternoon, miles down a dirt road near Newark. Whoddathunk? I bought a beautiful wrought iron chandelier that day. Or I come upon a spaghetti or bar-b-que dinner put

I love my blog. I love writing it because it's not limited, like a review. It's a firsthand account by me, a regular person, attending events. And, as such, regular things happen to me: venues don't call me back, the event is different than described, or like in this case, my plans change.   I was planning on going to the Historical Barns Tour, but the day before, I was given tickets to the Inside Downtown Tour. No problem. I wanted to do both, so I would. But the night before I hosted a bridal shower