After working the entire Thanksgiving Holiday weekend, I have four days off in a row.
So what’s a girl to do?
Drag her hubby off for a weekend getaway to Nashville.
I can’t help it! I love the Nashville area, and coincidentally we had a couple of things we could do while there.
When we first arrived, we went straight to Center Point Barbecue in Hendersonville. Remember the friend that gave Hubby the Alan Jackson tickets? She’s from Hendersonville, so we met her at Center Point BBQ and stuffed ourselves with pulled pork and brisket and a cornbread pancake. Wait. That was ME who did that.
It was the first time I had met her, so I enjoyed getting to know her – especially with her strong southern accent. She’d brought us some free “todd” that she’d managed to get with her couponing skills. I’ve heard of these people, but she was cracking me up with her stories of how she buys 100s of bars of soaps and such, and ends up walking out with more cash than she went in with. And how she’s on a first name basis with the general manager of the local grocery store because of it.
She generally gives away bags of these toiletries to the homeless, but she made sure we got a bag full of soap, mints, hairspray, toothpaste, duct tape, and of course the “todd”. (See if you can figure it out… it took us a minute.)
Afterwards, we checked into the hotel, and went straight to downtown Nashville. Our first order of business was to check out Hubby’s cousin’s cousin who was playing at Layla’s, one of our favorite bars on Broadway.
The band, called the Dusty 45’s, was booked at a bar very near to where I work in St. Louis on Friday night. As usual, I was working so unable to go. When I found out they were playing in Nashville on Sunday night, I was ecstatic!
I’d heard wonderful things about these guys, who are pretty renowned in the Seattle area, and they definitely lived up to their reputation.
Although the crowd on Sunday night was small, they played with their heart and soul, and put on such an amazing show, that we stayed right up to closing time. They are a talented bunch, but Billy Joe (Hubby’s cousin once removed?? Anybody know how that works?) stole the show with his flaming trumpet and on-stage performance.
If you have a few minutes, check ’em out. This is from a few years back, and they have a new stand up bass player now, but the energy and talent is all the same. The flaming begins about halfway through. Incredible, I tell ya.
Our next order of business, after a short night’s sleep, was to check out some of the neighborhoods surrounding Nashville.
I fell in love with Franklin the last time we were here, but Hubby wasn’t quite as enamored. We went back again to scope it out, then headed west and checked out some of those areas.
Every area we went through I fell in love.
I’m taking it as a sign.
We’re both ready to get out of Illinois. We’ve talked about places like Austin, Charleston, Colorado…. but in reality, they’re pretty far away. Tennessee has always been a favorite getaway for us, and it’s close enough to family to be able to visit often, so I wouldn’t doubt that we make a decision soon.
Just need to scope out the schools, then convince the kids, then break the news to Grandma and Grandpa, then find a job, then sell the house…
So many things have to fall into place to make this work. But if they do….
we may very well be Tennessee-ans within the next year.
It may be wishful thinking,
but I hope not.