No Kidneys Were Harmed in the Making of This Blogger Meet-Up

This weekend, I marched back in time to Colonial Williamsburg....

opting for some days of old with my new friend, Dee.

In the vines at the Williamsburg Winery

Dee and I met through blogging. Comments turned to emails and emails turned to phone calls. One lunch date later and we're on the BFF fast track. Since Dee was headed my way, we met up for a girls' weekend.  As far as girls' trips go, Williamsburg is a not a traditional destination, but then again, meeting friends over the internet isn't exactly how the Girls Scouts would have you play it either, true?

Though our lodging was a bit nicer than this, there aren't posh boutique hotels in Williamsburg....

And the shopping? It's a tad, well, last season....

Where the town lacks in glamour, howevs, it compensates in grapes...

So, over sips of wine......

and nibbles of cheese....

we discussed in deep, among a thousand other topics, the dynamic of how bloggers become besties.

I admitted that my mom found it both odd and risky that I was shacking up in a hotel with someone I'd met only once over lunch. Dee then confessed that her husband warned her I might stick her in a bathtub full of ice and steal her kidney, which was hysterical because my friend Jenni's dad had hinted at the same fate for me. Luckily, the only thing I ripped off from Dee was a pony-tail holder....hee!

Rolling through this town that is frozen in time....

it is easy to appreciate the practical way people onced lived. Doing so, though, alongside a pal I would have never known without the spoils of modern technology is proof that not everything, including how we make new friends, is better the old-fashioned way.