Whole Lota Sheetz
There is a Sheetz just off I-40 in Mebane (exit 154) that we stop at when we are headed west. Its about 35 minutes from the house, gas is about 10 cents per gallon cheaper then by the house, and and its a good place to use the bathroom, get a drink or breakfast, etc. We also usually stop there on our way home as well, as its a good place to gas up and not leave the car on empty when we pull into the drive way. This past weekend, we did enough traveling that, though our My Sheetz Card, we got two free drinks and discount gas twice.
A’s mom was in for a visit, and we took her to War of the Wings. This was her first SCA event and A wanted to make her a dress, so he made her a gorgeous Italian Ren. Unfortunately, the camera batteries were dead so I didn’t get a picture. *sigh* (Oddly just as I typed that I got a low battery warning on my laptop… weird timing.)
A & I agree that this was the best WoW we have been to. It seemed to us to have run smoother then previous years. I still think Sacred Stone is suffering from a lack of experienced autocrats, especially for the big events, but they are just breaking their stride on running a really large event.
Roan rode with us. Given what happened last year, this is a bit brave of her. (OK, so neither she not I blogged about last year… odd… so here is the story…) Last year, Roan had just moved to the area, and WoW was her first event in kingdom. She had been coming to K’Berg meetings for a while and was just getting to know the Kappellenberg crowd, but had not really met many people from the barony. After the three hour marathon court from hell, we headed to dinner. Girard & Guenievre had riden with Lukas and I, and I believe Witsric & Sunneva were in the caravan as well. Roan was in a car by herself and only had Guenievre’s cell number. I missed the turn off to head to I-40 and the GPS started us on an alternate route. That turned into a neighborhood. That turned into some country roads. That turned into a very narrow dirt road. That ended at an abandoned shell of a farm house. Roan says she was thinking ‘they seem like nice people - I dont think they lured me out here to kill me.’ Anyway, we turned around and headed back the way we came and finally made it to I-40. Fortunately, this year did not include such an adventure.
So, on Saturday we hit the Mebane Sheetz twice - once going to WoW and once on the way home. (You remember Sheetz, right? This is, after all, a post about Sheetz…)
Our original plan had been to stop for dinner on the way home, but thanks to Marion we were stuffed with roast beef and pork (ok, every one but I was stuffed with the pork…) so instead we stopped at a Chilis for desert. We were going to stop at Red Robin, but we didn’t find it until after we left Chilis as we had given up trying to find it before due to signage fail, if you consider a lack of signs to be fail. I do.
On Sunday, we headed to Ikea. They don’t have any in Kansas City (the closest one is in Dallas…) so A’s mom had never been to one and really wanted to go. So, we took the Santa Fe as Roan again ride along and wanted to get a book case. We again hit Sheetz both coming and going. And, of course, we spent more at Sheetz then we planned on. The only thing big we bought this time were two Idbyn bar stools (which are not on their web site…) We did buy some kitchen towels, new cutting boards, and other small stuff. Its a good thing there is not an Ikea in Raleigh or we would be much poorer.
Garbo, in the mean time, has a great weekend, thanks to Letia and especially Rohesia she got to spend both Saturday and Sunday wrestling with Jeffrey. She slept all of Monday.
Mirrored from atlow.org.