We went to the peach festival at a nearby orchard, had samples of local BBQ, and had samples of some orchard wines. The sweet red was pretty good, but the strawberry wine, peach wine, and apple wine were not as good as they sounded. The strawberry tasted EXACTLY like cough syrup, gross aftertaste and all. Then we shopped and bought peach cobbler in a jar for D, black walnut syrup for me, cucumber dill salad dressing also for me, cherry cider for D, and fresh peaches for both of us. We got home and ate one peach each. VERY good.
Then we went to dinner at a local restaurant that we've been to before; nothing spectacular, but still good.
And then we went to a women's flat track roller derby bout. It was our first time seeing one, and it was awesome. D caught a tank top that was thrown out in the crowd and promptly gave it to me. It is an extra large, so I am going to take it in a bit, and add a punk-rock looking skirt to the bottom to create an awesome dress. Assuming I can manage to do so in a way that doesn't look like crap. If it turns out well, I will post pics. The next bout is on the 21st, so I'm hoping I can find time to do some sewing before then.
We sat in the front row; the place was loaded with signs that said no one under 18 is allowed in the front row. So I said to my friend, "there's a good reason to not have kids; I can sit in the front row at roller derby." She then goes "would you have even brought your kids if you had them?" I looked at her and said "um, yeah." I really have no idea why you wouldn't. D and I talked about that on the way home, and he agreed with me that we totally would have taken our kid to a roller derby bout. Of course, we kind of like all that punk rock, rockabilly culture that goes along with roller derby, and I don't think she's as into that scene as we are.