Back in late May, the Adams/Johnson/Shipman fams all took a river weekend together at the Nantahala. While the majority of the group got on the river Saturday, Aunt Angelia, mom, and myself decided to take our recovering appendicitis victim shopping in downtown Bryson City instead.
Bryson City is not your normal bustling metropolis, but it does have a lot of neat downtown shops and craft stores. My mom's and my favorite store is the Craftsman Cottage, where everything is handmade (quilts, soaps, wines, pottery, jewelry etc.).
While we were looking at some of the stores, Aunt Angelia decided that she needed to go ahead and load us up on birthday presents. She insisted that we each pick out something so that she could get it for our birthdays (which range from January to August). Since we were a little reluctant to let her buy us something, she started following us around each of the stores that we stopped in. Whenever we would pause next to a particular item, she would scoop it up the moment we moved past it. We tried to tell her she was in no way obligated to get us something, but she kept replying, "ITS YOUR BIRTHDAY!" (Followed by her patented giggle and stubborn pose). ;)
She snatched up a shawl pin that my mother stopped to admire, a purse for Amy, and some pottery for Amanda and me. Since purchasing a piece of pottery at the Craftsman Cottage has become a small tradition for Mom and I while the rest of the gang is on the river, I was especially pumped to get the bowl and plate to add to my collection.
Thanks for my birthday presents, Aunt Angelia!
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