Earlier this year we went to the Lehigh Valley Auto Show, where we got to see the newest automobiles on the market now, but this weekend we got to travel back in time. We went to the 52nd Annual Das Awkscht Fescht, the August Festival in Pennsylvania Dutch, where we got to see hundreds of classic cars and antique cars.
As we are embarking on our 7th year together, I thought it was only appropriate to make a blog post about how Adam and I met.
Before you read the next part, let me emphasize that I am VERY good at making first impressions and you will see why.
Seven years ago, when I was living on Mackinac Island, I had quite a few friends from the previous summer. One of those friends is John. We were friends from the summer before and spoke throughout the winter. I had been trying to track down John all day, but I could not find him. A friend had borrowed my flip flops, stayed at his place, left them there, and did not return them. I was heading to his place to pick them up, but he was not home. As I was walking down the street I came across one of our friends on the porch who told me that John is at the ferry dock picking up some new employees. I started walking down Main Street towards the dock when I came across John with his two friends from Harrison who would be living on Mackinac Island for the summer and working at the Mighty Mac. They were pushing all of their belongings down the street on a big wagon to the employee housing. John decided it would be a good time to introduce his friends to me. As he was finished saying their names, I look at them like okay whatever?, said nothing, and then continue talking to John. One of the people I was introduced to was Adam. This was his first day being on the island and moving onto the island. I was one of the first people he met on the island and clearly I made quite an impression…
I initially planned for us to spend our July date going whitewater rafting in Jim Thorpe, but found this really great deal on Groupon & Living Social that I could not give up. This activity begs you to answer the question: why not throw yourself down a waterfall?
There is nothing more exhilarating than the start of summer; the wind in your hair, sun in your face, and us throwing ourselves down a waterfall in the Poconos. I mean really, what could possibly go wrong?
This weekend Sunday we ventured over to my old stomping grounds, the Pocono’s. There was a Celtic Festival on Friday, Saturday, and Sunday, but as you guessed it; I worked Friday and Saturday. Which is practically unheard of in retail. If they had it their way, they would have me work on Sunday as well (and I did, for many weeks), but I changed my availability a couple weeks ago. My Sunday’s are completely available and I get to spend a little more time with the husband. I like the sound of that and you should too!
This was the 8th annual Celtic Festival held at Shawnee. I went to the Celtic Festival during one of their very FIRST festivals. My how things have changed. There are a lot more vendors, more food, more crowds, and better entertainment. They had petting farms (totally went there), leprechauns on stilts (boasting the claim “tallest leprechaun in the world”), bagpipes, sheep herding, demonstrations, and so much more.