[So, Lee and I have a disagreement that perhaps you can weigh in on. Did your grandparents ever sing “home again, home again jiggity jig [jog]”when you were little?
Well MY grandmother always said jiggity JIG, which makes perfect sense to me, and Lee’s grandmother always said jiggity JOG.
Please settle this dispute for us before Mary Bullock ends up very confused.]
Anyway, I’m back from Nashville! It was a great weekend that started out with the most interesting seatmates on my flight. I ended up with these six roses,
one for each of the six of us. The woman who got the rest of them was the girlfriend/ex-wife of one of my seatmates. I told you it was interesting.
The rest of Friday night was spent squealing with laughter at decibels that I’m pretty sure only dogs can hear. I think we had some wine. Rachel, do you remember if we had any wine?
Saturday involved stuffing ourselves silly at Monell’s, shopping in Franklin, cupcakes, and naps. Sadly, we are not the spry young women we used to be.
We also went to the Help Haiti Live concert on Saturday night at the Ryman.