The Zoo over Ambuscade Street

I'm meeting my mom and sister in Williamsburg tomorrow, so we can have tea somewhere and check out the neat Christmas decorations at Colonial Williamsburg that we've been meaning to check out for something like twelve years now but never quite managed to do. Also get gingerbread scone/cake things from the bakery, because they're the best things ever.

Then, today, it hit me. (This will probably not make any sense to anyone but Izzy, or people who live in Virginia). I'm going to Williamsburg, on the Saturday before Christmas. Williamsburg, home of billions of outlet stores and at least three major Christmas specialty shops.

Not, all things considered, my smartest decision ever. But I'm not going to back out, because at least I don't have to go through the tunnel.

Here's hoping I survive. Maybe I'll at least be able to pick up some more bowls in my pattern, since I have a distinct lack of those.