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Farmers Market!

one of my first Winston-Salem friends, Addi.

The other Smiths are canning green beans! One day we'll be that cool...

cucumbers, zucchini, squash... I love it all

My absolute favorite! I actually didn't purchase anything and went along for a look-see. At least they had free samples!

I also fell in love with roasted red pepper goat cheese on crackers. Mr Smith doesn't seem to be onboard with my desire to eventually own a goat, but we'll give him some time to think about it. The goat cheese is too expensive not to have a goat... He made sure to clarify that when he says he loves cheese, he loves medium or sharp cheddar. They say you can't change your spouses. I married him!

Temple Trip!

Mr Smith went to help the youth with baptisms, so I went along to see if I could assist or do temple work for others. Turns out it's not like DC and timing is important at this temple, but nonetheless, I enjoyed being there in that special place. I miss the DC temple, but it's the same spirit and purpose that brings you to any of the 138 operating temples around the globe!

Raleigh, NC - LDS Temple

Eric was not supportive of this picture and the sun. Very typical.

everyone has told us to try this place, so we finally did! Great shakes and chicken sandwiches. I tried the banana pudding shake and Mr Smith got the chocolate (one step up from vanilla). They had 40 flavors to choose from so you know I had a panic attack at the drive thru window and Mr Smith had his patience tried. I had to explain how this decision was so important. If I'm going to spend the calories and money, it better be awesome! He understands me too well. So next time you're in the neighborhood - we'll treat you to a fabulous southern meal. No weight-watching here!


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  1. Scott and Lori Smith31 July, 2012

    oh dear...I panic everytime I go to get a shake. My go to is the oreo mint with heath. yum. I have a can of dilly beans for you :)

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