Mar 102012
 
 March 10, 2012  Posted by  1 Response »

Nolensville Feed Mill

I find it both ironic and hilarious that after arriving at my sister’s house in a Nashville suburb, we loaded into a vehicle and traveled in the opposite direction of Music City. She knows us … knows traffic and crowds give my mom hives, knows we love to travel off the beaten path, so she took us to Nolensville, a tiny little burb with antique stores, a cute little diner and the Nolensville Feed Mill. They had homemade breads, cinnamon rolls, ‘the world’s best chicken salad’ and of all things, pink pig-shaped gummies. I got some for the kids.

Nolensville Feed Mill

It’s a cool, charming kind of place. A place you’d like to pull up a chair and shoot the breeze for awhile. The kind of place you’d like to return to on Saturday mornings for breakfast. Unfortunately we’re headed to The Pearls II Event, so we’ll miss breaking our fast in Nolensville.

Nolensville Feed Mill

Hey, fancy meeting the neighbors, here! Remember? I told you we were on the crazy train to Nashville! We accosted Nolensville’s antique shops next.

Doesn’t this look like it’s brimming with possibilities? My sister found a cute necklace inside. I found a treasure at the next store …

Three French Hens Nolensville, TN

I think it’s an industrial trash can of some kind. Regardless, I fell in love with it. I’m going to put it in the corner of the family room to store the cue sticks that everyone usually leans in the corner. I’m constantly wiping pink chalk off the wall.

Martin's BBQ Nolensville, TN

We had lunch at Martin’s and I thoroughly enjoyed a Beef Brisket Redneck Taco. Smoked brisket, cole slaw and a yummy, slightly spicy BBQ sauce on a peppercorn pancake. It was delish!

Martin's Bar-B-Cue Nolensville, TN

It’s an awesome little place with loads of atmosphere and friendly service. They were even smoking some meat inside a pit in the restaurant. We left wearing the perfume of a smoker, literally. And it smelled delicious.

From there we headed into downtown Nashville and took in some familiar scenes. I didn’t get many photos, but I did manage to capture CMT headquarters. Cuz you know, it’s Nashville, and why not?

Mt. Richmore

She also took us up into the hills to see this. It’s the home of John Rich of Big & Rich fame. I have to say if I had millions to spend on a house overlooking Music City, I would make it more attractive than this …

However, who am I? No one. And I suppose if John Rich wants to build a gigantic monstrosity that looks like a coffee maker, he has the freedom to do so. *Shudder*

The weather was absolutely beautiful in Nashville, and today looks to be a repeat of sunny skies and near-70s weather. The trees are in bloom, too, which makes the reports from family in Ohio seem so miserable. (It’s cold and gloomy, there.)

Truth be told, another day here and I’ll definitely be ready to cuddle up at home away from crowds of people, busy crazy traffic and concrete. And now I need to go make some coffee … while humming, “Save a horse, ride a cowboy.”

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Mar 082012
 
 March 8, 2012  Posted by  3 Responses »

Guess what I HERD this morning …

Seems there’s some solar storm shooting toward earth. It could cause disruptions in GPS systems and power grids. Seeing as how (I hate that phrase, but it seemed to fit) the hubby and I recently watched War of the Worlds, I want to tell you this:

If I get stranded somewhere between the Ohio Valley and Nashville this weekend because giant alien robots start blitzing the earth, I promise to blog about the experience for as long as humanly possible. So stay tuned!

And now you want to know what the heck I’m talking about. You can find info about the solar storm here. It’s real and true and talked about on the news a little. Apparently it started in the early morning hours today, so I think we’re probably safe. You can also preview Tom Cruise in War of the Worlds here. Yes, you probably saw it back in 2005 when it was released. I’ve been busy.

Now that I’ve seen it, though, I’d like to note: if I’m ever chased by exterminating tripod fighting machines I would NEVER. EVER. get on a ferry boat. I probably wouldn’t hang out in a rickety basement with a crazy man, either. And how on earth does he lose the kids?!

Also — when they’re driving cross-country in that minivan and they make a pit stop in the serene woods by the river — remember that part? I would have stayed there. Right? Few people! Those machines are targeting the cities so WHY HEAD FOR BOSTON?! I realize the mother is there, but for heaven sake keep the kids away until the danger clears. The whole movie frustrated me. Sorry H.G. Wells and Spielberg, but I think a rural route mother with three kids and half a brain should rewrite this story. She probably has a whole pantry full of food and candles and matches and supplies and ammo. I’m positive she wouldn’t head out of one metropolitan area, buzz through the back country and willingly drive into another alien-infested city. Crazy!

And perhaps so am I. Which is probably why a road trip is a good idea, or maybe not. There will be three crazies ladies stuck together in the car for 9 hours. We’ll meet up with another crazy broad in Tennessee. Be afraid, Nashville. Be very afraid.

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Mar 072012
 
 March 7, 2012  Posted by  2 Responses »

Here’s the thing:

It’s tough to be a blogger without a camera. I’m like a fish out of water. I usually photograph something and the story follows. Trying to capture a cow in a faraway pasture with an iPhone doesn’t work well. The geese flying in front of that gorgeous, golden sunset are lost without my zoom lens. My phone isn’t fast enough for my kids. I feel like I’ve lost my right arm (most likely because that camera was usually attached to it.) Or maybe I’ve finally lost my marbles.

Yeah. I’m whining. Sorry. A new camera is on my to-do and to-save-for list. In the mean time, I’m heading to Nashville — a road trip with my mom and aunt. We’ll meet up with my sister for a weekend away. It was my crazy idea. I love reading LifeInGrace and when I found out Edie was speaking at the The Pearls II Event, I had to go.

See! Sometimes it’s convenient to have a sister living in Nashville. But most of the time not. Like when Aunt Farmgirl wants to play with her niece or needs fashion advice or hair coloring ideas. Nine hours is a long way to travel to get split ends trimmed. I hate having my wayward curls accosted by trained professionals, but I trust scissors in the hands of my little sister who has more than enough reason to justify sisterly sabotage. Strange.

Anyway … I’m headed south, soon. One of these days I’ll bite the bullet and buy a new Nikon. Also I need to finish the laundry, layout Friday lesson plans for the man of the house and perhaps buy some food so my people don’t starve while Mama is off on a tangent.

By the way, ever wonder what that means — off on a tangent? I looked it up. It means to suddenly start talking in a new direction or about a different subject. I suppose it could apply to spur of the moment travel decisions, too. Or maybe I should have typed on a lark. Either would probably work. Especially for someone who’s as crazy as a loon, seems to have ants in her pants, willingly lives life in a fish bowl, and often exclaims “Holy mackerel!”

Don’t you just love idioms?

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