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  • My trip to Louisville was grand! First, I found not one, but two possible dresses for Curly haired daughter's wedding. Better yet, I spent less than $100 for both at a lovely consignment shop!
  • Went to the Louisville Zoo, which neither my friend nor I had ever visited. The weather was lovely: high 70s and little humidity. We enjoyed the animals and the little kids enjoying the animals. There was also Lego art displayed throughout the zoo that was amazing! Plus, on our way in, a lady stopped us and said her two friends couldn't make their outing and would we like their tickets! Yes, please!
  • I FINALLY got to visit the Louisville Tea Company! I discovered them on Pinterest almost a year ago, and have been itching to go. Finally got there and was NOT disappointed. Let's just say hubby and I are set for tea for awhile.
  • My trip started off poorly. I made it to Chicago, but then my connection to Louisville kept getting pushed back, pushed back ... then cancelled. The airline reps told us to go to the airline counter and make other arrangements. Now, I was disgruntled, but come on - in the scheme of things, not a big deal. Let's face it, we live in an amazing country: you could catch the train, take a bus, get a rental car, etc. The people waiting in line were acting as if the zombie apocalypse had occurred, and they were only one step ahead of the game. They were also really rude to the folks at the desk - who of course had NOTHING to do with the flight being cancelled. I had only two words for those nasty folks: "Donner party."
  • Visited a sweet little grotto that had been built on a hospital grounds. The hospital's gone, but the grotto is still there, kept up by volunteers. It's tucked away, hard to find, but my friend (who shares my passion for anything Catholic and off-beat) knew right where it was!
  • And yes. We ate. Blue Moon Burgers. Cracked Eggs. I highly recommend both.
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