Back in 2009, when I first started to blog, I never (not in a million years) expected to actually meet other bloggers.
Over the past couple of years, though, I've had the great fortune of meeting several blog friends in real life. What is fascinating to me - when I spend real time with these virtual friends - is how true their blogs are to their personalities. The way they talk; the way they look at life; the stories they tell. When you meet them, well . . . you're just not surprised.
Last week, I got to spend a few days with Carole. What a treat! Carole-in-real-life is just like Carole-on-her-blog. Warm. Inviting. Funny. Thoughtful. (With wicked-mad Pie-Skillz.)
We had a great time together. We talked and talked and talked. We shared stories. We laughed. We laughed some more. We had a drink (or two). And we talked shared more stories.
I got to meet Dale. And Hannah.
I got to see a cranberry bog up close. (So. Cool.)
I got to see the beautiful fall colors along the Satucket River. I saw Frank Harlow's grave. I got to ride in Carole's new Mustang (with the top down!).
I got to visit Plymouth Rock. (The Mayflower did NOT "crash" into it.) (Just sayin.)
I got to watch Carole's pie-making magic in action -- and then I got to taste. (Oh. Man.)
Carole's pot roast, too. (Let me just say . . . melt-in-your-mouth!)
I got to learn about Civil War history -- and the ins and outs of re-enactment -- directly from Dale. I got to sit on the deck and sip a dirty martini.
I had a fabulous time - every single minute. Thanks, Carole. So glad you're a real friend . . . from a virtual world.
(But you know what we didn't do?)
(Not one stitch!)