Blackville, SC: My Little Jaunt

I took a stroll through the town of Blackville the other day. We had a softball game there at 5:00, so I thought I'd go early and stroll through the antique store. Check out this building I found, it is awesome. I wish I had unlimited funds and could remodel this building. Maybe put some apartments on the top and stores on the bottom with a cafe in the bottom corner. . .

Blackville is most famous for God's Acre Healing Springs. I visited it back in 1984 when my college roommate, who was from Blackville, took me there. I skipped it this visit, it's not quite the thing you re-visit. Speaking of which, small town South Carolina is a little odd. We have some strange claims to fame and I think it's high time Wagener gets in on the action. Surely we can come up with some bizarre roadside amusement. Check out these nearby oddities: Windsor's Devilish Creature, UFO Welcome Center, and my personal favorite: Osama Bin Muffler. I really, really think David Williams and Doug Busbee could come up with something for our town.

Anyhow, I was so looking forward to the antiques store, I love to go very slowly, looking at each item and how I could use it in a different way, usually related to scrapbooking. I was checking out the seat of an old wooden office chair which I loved and wanted to buy if I could reupholster the plastic seat cover, when the saleswoman came in and turned off the lights. Then she saw me, apologized, and informed me she was closing up. She claimed it was 5 til 5. At the car, I found it was only quarter of 5 and I was very mad at this woman who surely wasn't the owner. She so ruined my jaunt.

I went on to the game, met up with my friends, and had a good time. Here's Briella still not playing a princess-y game. Jackie has a time keeping this uniform clean.

Our girls will be playing in the tournament game on Monday night, which will determine if we are #2 or #3 in the region. It's been a great season, they've all played hard, won a lot, had a few tear jerkers . . .

BUT . . .

. . .Who in the world taught these girls how to run??



Now.. as Eva would say . . "How was your day?"