Matt was born and raised in a cute little small town, and he fit the mold quite nicely: He was the star quarterback, homecoming king, all-state athlete in multiple sports... you get the idea. Matt loves his hometown and, if any of our grocery store runs while visiting are an indication, it seems to love him back.
|Matt circa 2001. Such a little heartthrob. (Sorry, Babe. It's just too cute to resist!)|
For years, I've heard about the famed Peach Days that his hometown hosts every September. The peach cobbler! The cars! The peach cobbler! The people! And the peach cobbler! There are also lots of booths and a mini-fair atmosphere with a bunch of rides, but word on the street is that those are a much bigger hit among highschoolers who are hitting on other highschoolers. So, we stuck to the cars and peach cobbler.
Let it be known, however, that I hate cars. Hate them, I tell you. These feelings of detest are fresh thanks to a flat tire on one of our cars during the move, the cost of two replacement tires, and the new set of brakes that the other car received a couple days ago. Cars make me want to cry. That said, even I could appreciate the pretty, shiny old cars on display at Peach Days. They're just so cute, you know? And surely cute cars don't get flat tires or need new brakes, right? They get a pass in my book either way. Also, the peach cobbler was fantastic.
On another note, Matt is old and it was his 10-year high school reunion that same night. It was really fun for him to see old buddies and classmates, and it was really fun for me to meet the people from the stories and get a glimpse at that cute little homecoming king I married. We only took three pictures at the reunion -- one of the decor, one of me and Matt, and another of Matt and his six-years-older brother Nate who came to chaperon the event. Kidding. Actually, Nate married Laci, who was Matt's classmate (and ex-girlfriend. What can I say? Matt has good taste in women.), and it was great getting to hang out with them all night.
|The people-watching was stellar. Apparently, so was watching the little roller coaster.|