Proud to be an American
I am proud to be an American.
Rarely a day goes by that I don’t revel in the blessings of liberty.
I count it a tremendous privilege to live in a country where my husband and I can own a small business, speak freely, vote for the leaders that we feel will best represent us and enjoy the liberty to live our lives as we see fit.
And other Americans have the same opportunity.
Relax and enjoy the journey
On a recent road trip, I stopped by the above-pictured gas and grocery in Bloomery, West Virginia. A display of fresh produce had lured me from the car and I decided it was well worth a brief intermission to go in and look around. Fresh, local produce will seduce me every time.
As I wandered the six or seven aisles, I saw everything from pink pocket knives to seeds for the garden. Then I saw the “thing.”
You know, the “thing” that you didn’t know you needed, but once found, now can’t live without?
That “thing” that you’ve always wanted, but didn’t realize how much you wanted it until this moment. Or the “thing” that would be a perfect gift for Aunt Bertha’s 101’st birthday, or the “thing” that would help you live your life more joyfully, do your job better, make your car trip more comfortable, or entertain you for years to come.
And for me, the “thing” was right there, at Omps in Bloomery, West Virginia. And of course, they had only ONE left.
Relax and let yourself wander
I can’t tell you how often my knight-in-shining-armor has had to drag me out of a roadside, mom-and-pop establishment as I became enamored with the locals and so entertained by their stories I lost track of time.
Scott likes to tease that I’m just a sucker for a good sales pitch or a heartfelt sob story. I will confess that may be true. Usually though, when I find the “thing” it has little to do with persuasion and everything to do with my love of the capitalism and this country’s unique diversity.
No other country in the world has the melting pot of culture, talent and innovation that we enjoy in America.
Numerous times amid our travels throughout this great nation, I will find that “thing” in the most unlikely place.*
These places genuinely reflect the heart and soul of America. They will often have everything from fishing bait to homemade fudge, and they can usually tell you where exactly the bait was unearthed and whose grandma made the fudge – with a generous offer to track down the recipe.
And they will almost always have the “thing.”
Relax and allow yourself to find the “thing”
When’s the last time you found that “thing?”
When is the last time you even gave yourself the opportunity to find the “thing?”
Even when the Lake Pointe Inn is your destination (and we hope it is your destination often) remember to enjoy the journey en route.
Or ask us when you arrive where you might find the “thing” here locally. We have lots of fun shops and creative local talent.
In case you are wondering, the “thing” I bought from Omps is pictured below.
*In fact, I might have developed a bit of a reputation in the state of Wyoming – and not just for getting a speeding ticket where there are no speed limits. But let’s don’t bring that up in front of my husband, who graciously paid my rather large fine.