Well, I survived my first trip to Nashville. I was there from Thursday, June 24th through Sunday, June 27th. I thought I was being sly by taking the red eye on Wednesday night so that I would have all day Thursday to gallivant around Downtown Nashville.
After 8+ hours of work on Wednesday and 8+ hours of airports and airplanes that evening without ample sleep, my sleepy-head crashed for about 2 1/2 hours at 10:00 a.m. CDT (8:00 a.m. PDT my body's time). Oh...did I mention that my room at the Doubletree Downtown Nashville was just the DIRTIEST EVER????!!!!!! (Oh, and they put me in a handicap double room, they somehow "misplaced" the King room I reserved.) There were blood smatterings on the outside shower curtain, leftover splatters of something nasty inside the trash can, and some hootchie's makeup wiped on "clean" towel folded neatly over the towel bar. Just disgusting. Of course, I didn't notice any of that until after my nap.
Luckily I was able to move into a room that had a BIG CHUNK of the bathroom counter missing. Goodness. Needless to say I was looking forward to my hotel stay in the Franklin, TN suburbs where my seminar was at. That hotel was WONDERFUL; it was the Franklin Cool Springs Marriott.
Aside from seeing lots of fireflies while I was "lost" in Belle Meade (near Vanderbilt), Nashville was pretty uneventful. Though I'll bet it didn't help that I was there to attend a Leadership Institute for my fraternity (I'm the chapter president of my local alumnae group).
I and a bunch of old college buddies did manage to skip out of the evening's events on Saturday. We headed out to the Grand Ole Opry to see Vince Gill open up the late night line-up of a bunch of people we've never heard of. Were any of us really country music fans? No, but we had a great time.
Other tidbits:
-The people there drive slow
-The people there move slow (especially restaurant and hotel service)
-I was "blessed" with getting a rental car with New York plates (I think that made me a moving target)
-I never got a chance to have real Southern food that wasn't mass-produced poorly for the seminar's meals
-When there's a flash flood/thunderstorm, you DO NOT want to be on any of their Interstates; that was just nutty
It's so good to be home.
Tuesday, June 29, 2004
Friday, June 18, 2004
Trick Candle
And why is it overcast, again, on my birthday???? I mean it looked gloomy this morning, it's a bit better now. However, last year it was cold and raining. Definitely not the natural ambiance that we ordered from Mother Nature for my outdoor luau party.
Out Goes Another Candle
It's myyyyy birrrrthdaaay!!! I get to oooopen prrrressennnts!!!!
Okay, I'm done with that. It's an "odd" number this year. 32. What kind of a number is that? I have a feeling that this is going to be a less-than-stellar year/age for me. 30 I practically skipped (that's a whole other blog). 31 was my "make-good" for 30...and it was a lot of fun.
Now I'm just 32...in my early 30's. I wasn't this indifferent about 22...then again, I was probably still hungover from being 21.
My husband set up dinner this evening with a bunch of friends. I don't know which friends or where...but I'm sure it will be a darn good time.
My sisters left the funniest rendition of "Happy Birthday" on my work voicemail. It was the version of them singing it absolutely horribly and off-key. Damn funny. The cool thing is that my office has a VoIP network and their message will be forever archived in my e-mail. I think that will come in handy one of these days when I want something from either of them.
Okay, I'm done with that. It's an "odd" number this year. 32. What kind of a number is that? I have a feeling that this is going to be a less-than-stellar year/age for me. 30 I practically skipped (that's a whole other blog). 31 was my "make-good" for 30...and it was a lot of fun.
Now I'm just 32...in my early 30's. I wasn't this indifferent about 22...then again, I was probably still hungover from being 21.
My husband set up dinner this evening with a bunch of friends. I don't know which friends or where...but I'm sure it will be a darn good time.
My sisters left the funniest rendition of "Happy Birthday" on my work voicemail. It was the version of them singing it absolutely horribly and off-key. Damn funny. The cool thing is that my office has a VoIP network and their message will be forever archived in my e-mail. I think that will come in handy one of these days when I want something from either of them.
Monday, June 07, 2004
Cookie Dough
I'm at a loss as to what to start talking about, seeing that this is "Day 1" and all. As it's early Monday, I can't say that I have anything incredibly interesting to talk about. Let's see, what did I do this past weekend?
Saturday a.m. -- Alumnae chapter board meeting at my apartment.
Saturday p.m. -- Game day at C & R's house. There was LOTS of wine drinking going on. Heard about President Reagan's passing on the drive over to their house.
Sunday a.m. -- Found out that my mother-in-law definitely broke her nose after a fall the previous evening. Poor thing.
Sunday p.m. -- Went to an open house with my husband to celebrate the arrival of our friend's son. He left early to visit his mom. I stayed a bit later and then left to do grocery shopping and cook dinner for the rest of this week. Since I was by myself last night, I watched a lot of chick-flick-TV. It was great.
Typical June Gloom weather today in SoCal. The weather sets the tone for a somber procession for the late President Reagan, his wife Nancy, and their family from Santa Monica up to the Reagan Library in Simi Valley.
What saddens me the most about his passing is the next stage of relationship between him and his wife Nancy. I have always perceived them as being a very loving couple. During Reagan's time in office they never shied away from displays of public affection. The little bits of their relationship that has been permeating the news this past weekend is intriguing. Like the methodical and ritualistic way he would always help Nancy dismount her horse -- and ending with a kiss. His love letters to his "Daily Wife". Not to mention the undying grace, love, and support Nancy gave him through the "long goodbye".
You can get updates as to the weeks' funeral events on the official library site here: http://www.ronaldreaganmemorial.com/
Saturday a.m. -- Alumnae chapter board meeting at my apartment.
Saturday p.m. -- Game day at C & R's house. There was LOTS of wine drinking going on. Heard about President Reagan's passing on the drive over to their house.
Sunday a.m. -- Found out that my mother-in-law definitely broke her nose after a fall the previous evening. Poor thing.
Sunday p.m. -- Went to an open house with my husband to celebrate the arrival of our friend's son. He left early to visit his mom. I stayed a bit later and then left to do grocery shopping and cook dinner for the rest of this week. Since I was by myself last night, I watched a lot of chick-flick-TV. It was great.
Typical June Gloom weather today in SoCal. The weather sets the tone for a somber procession for the late President Reagan, his wife Nancy, and their family from Santa Monica up to the Reagan Library in Simi Valley.
What saddens me the most about his passing is the next stage of relationship between him and his wife Nancy. I have always perceived them as being a very loving couple. During Reagan's time in office they never shied away from displays of public affection. The little bits of their relationship that has been permeating the news this past weekend is intriguing. Like the methodical and ritualistic way he would always help Nancy dismount her horse -- and ending with a kiss. His love letters to his "Daily Wife". Not to mention the undying grace, love, and support Nancy gave him through the "long goodbye".
You can get updates as to the weeks' funeral events on the official library site here: http://www.ronaldreaganmemorial.com/
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