It’s always a little bittersweet when I can’t get back to my hometown for this classic American holiday, but this year, I’m heading to Nashville to be with my hubster and his family and our friends there, like these guys, who joined us in Wisconsin last year!
This will probably be a relatively low key weekend, but I will be sure to take some photos to share with you next week. Safe travels wherever you may go!!
When the hubs and I had been dating a few months, he drove me over an hour and a half, out to the middle of no where, through total boonies, SUPPOSEDLY to go to a CONCERT and I thought to myself places like this do not have concerts OMG WHAT HAVE I DONE.
But then he pulled up to the Cumberland Caverns, and told me about Bluegrass Underground. There were cars and people and signage, and I felt much better about the whole ordeal.
Recently, we went back, and brought a few friends with us.
You guys – it is even more beautiful than I remember! It is NOT a comfy spot to sit for a concert, but it’s worth it for the ambiance. The caverns stay a balmy 57 degrees all year round – I would relate it to going to a hockey game. You’re chilly, but you’re okay. I sipped on apple cider, and all was right in the world.
Also, the artist was really fun. A unique cellist, with an amazing voice, Ben Sollee was entertaining and relatable. Here is a photo from my iPhone, which is about a million times worse than my friend’s amazing samsung photo:
If you are ever in Tennessee, like bluegrass music, and are willing to take a bit of a drive to the middle of nowhere, then I HIGHLY recommend it. Nothing compares!
This weekend, I road-tripped myself down to Nashville LIKE A BOSS. The hubs was out of town on a fun, long weekend, so I decided to bring the Pupster Ryman along with me for the ride. She loves playing with my in-laws’ mini-doxie, Minnie Pearl. While this photo is a bit deceiving, since it took her TWO HOURS to settle in, I just have to say how much I love this little bugger and how much I miss her. She’s staying the week with the in-laws and Ms. Pearl since we are planning to drive back down again on Easter weekend.
Once she arrived, she settled in quite happily to the sunshine of Tennessee, and her and Ms. Pearl got right to playing…
Meanwhile, I was in town for a Chapter Leadership Conference at Vanderbilt. Basically, all the presidents of the Vandy chapters across the country get together to share ideas and learn more about how to be ambassadors to our chapters. It’s a great time!! They put us up in a brand new hotel right across the street from my old college dorms. I stared out my window for a solid ten minutes thinking about all the wonderful times I had in those tall, ugly buildings. Junior and senior year… OH. Cue: I wish I could go back to college.
The night before my graduation, my mom just could not understand why I wouldn’t want to stay in her hotel room instead of in my ugly dorm room, which had already been stripped of just about everything except my bedding, a lamp, and my graduation gown. I just couldn’t leave! I didn’t want to leave!! I was happy to graduate, but it was by far not a very joyous occasion. I was a “late bloomer” as far as college is concerned. Coming in as a naive freshman, it too me a year to get my bearings and another year to settle in. I mean, the first two years were great, but the SECOND TWO YEARS were AMAZING. And they were spent in those high-rise brick boxes pictured above.
Being back on campus this weekend felt so special. I worked for the university for the first five years of my career. I took for granted being there every single day. It was my work place more than my alma mater. Now that I’ve taken some space, coming back feels like I am truly revisiting the wonderful place of my 18-22-year-old-self, and I just can’t describe it. If you loved your college experience, then I think you know what I mean. Anyway, cheers to nostalgia, college, and the best of memories. I know that more amazing memories are coming down the road, but man, nothing will ever be quite like those four years. Am I right, or am I right?
While visiting Nashville over New Years, me + the hubster + sister-in-law + her hubster + hubster’s best friend + his wifey all got together to attempt The Escape Game.
It. Was. Awesome.
For the record, we did not escape. BUT we were in the hardest room (The Heist) which only has a 27% escape rate…
The best way I can explain it is that it’s like the movie Saw (tons of clues you have to piece together for a specific end-goal), but it’s not scary. You have one hour to escape the room. I’d like to think we were a group of six highly educated adults, but we were only sort of kind of close to getting out. But we had a blast doing it!!
Next time, another room. This would be so fun for a girls night, a birthday, an office outing…pretty much anything!
In college, one of my main friend groups formed out of our campus’s Presbyterian Student Fellowship. I found this group early in my Freshman year, and I can’t begin to explain the life-long relationships I formed from it. So naturally, it’s pretty exciting when any of us have exciting life events, especially weddings when we all get to see each other!!
This year has been THE YEAR of weddings. With nine invitations, we have very sadly not been able to afford to go to all of them. Seeing friends and celebrating new marriages are two of my favorite things in the whole world, and it makes me so sad to miss some of them. Because of this, I am also grateful to be present at the ones I’m able to be present at!
This weekend also had the added bonus of being in Nashville, which is always extra fun for the Hubster and me. Just love getting dressed up with this man! Hope you all had a great weekend too!
I just have to share a few photos and words about the sweetest family wedding that the hubs and I attended in Nashville last weekend. Jonathan’s aunt Kathy (sister to his mama) got married over the weekend, to a wonderful man and family. It was just about 25 people or so – immediate family – at the newlyweds new gorgeous home in Murfreesboro.
Everything was so perfect! God is good, and it was so clear on Saturday that He brings people together precisely when they need to be put together. It’s a beautiful thing!