Friday, October 24, 2008

Of Music and Mullets

Gapetto (The Keeper) and I had our 10th 
wedding anniversary on the 18th. I don’t 
know about you but I haven’t done anything
(or anyone!) consistently for 10 years until 
now. We decided to go for a long weekend 
to Nashville. That’s right, Nashville. 
If anyone has looked at my bio or met me 
they know I love twangy women: Allison Krauss, 
Shawn Colvin, Nancy Griffith, Beth Orton, etc.

Now I don’t think I mentioned this before 
but my husband is a saint (occasionally). 
He’s never much cared for my music
but he knew I have been wanting to go 
up there. Generally I go see my girls with 
our good friend who I’ll call The Husband
Understudy. He says and I quote,

“It’s all the work, none of the perks.”

I’d say bless his heart but he loves 
the music as much as I do. And he knows
he’s always got someone to go with him.

But getting back to Gapetto and me. 
We did all the touristy stuff - which there 
is ALOT of. We went to the Country Music
Hall of Fame, Studio B (where we sat at 
the very piano that Elvis warmed up on), 
we tried on cowboy boots and hats, even 
a mullet cap (did NOT purchase that).

(He's all mine Ladies!)

We went to Cooter’s and had my picture 
taken next to General Lee. It’s amazing how 
I have made it nearly 49 years in this life without
knowing who the heck The Dukes of Hazzard 
were. I am sorry that I couldn’t keep that 
streak going, frankly.

As I once asked Gapetto when we were dating

“Didn’t your mother
ever make you play outside?!?”

The man knows his television.

And we listened to music. 
Sweet, Sweet Music. We heard a guy
named Mike Farris who sings the most 
raucous, New Orleans style gospel 
I’ve ever heard and he ain’t bad for 
a white boy, in fact he is amazing. 
It was like being at a rock concert - loud!
Good and Loud! Love him! They were 
recording live that night for his upcoming 
album so the place was going wild and 
me and Gapetto were too. 

He liked him, he really liked him.

And of course, everywhere we turned we saw Elvis.

If I had a nickel for every picture, full 
size mannequin and cut-out we saw 
of Elvis I might have been able to 
pay for a tank of gas. Maybe.

And we slept! We slept in till 8:30 or 
9:00 everyday and that was on Central time
Ah, sweet sleep. Without the Dolly Llama 
and the Bunny Rabbit the only reason to 
get out of bed was because Gapetto 
can't sit still. He has got to get up and go. 
And go we did.

Happy Anniversary to us.

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At October 24, 2008 at 1:40 PM , Blogger LemonySarah said...

The trip was worth it just for the mullet hat photo!

And my new blog design will probably be up later today or tomorrow. It's CUTE. I've never done unabashed cute before and I'm a little nervous about it, to be honest...

At October 24, 2008 at 2:08 PM , Blogger (In)Sanity Gal said...

What a great trip. I've got an affection for those twangy gals myself. :)

At October 25, 2008 at 4:57 PM , Blogger Oh, The Joys said...

ur hubz is hawt. heh.

At October 28, 2008 at 1:32 PM , Blogger Debbie said...

Sounds like a great anniversary. You should have bought that mullet cap. Thanks for visiting my blog. And may I say - you have the cutest hair cut I have seen in a long time.

At October 31, 2008 at 9:08 AM , Blogger My Husband Calls Me Weird said...

Elvis! I love Elvis. My husband surprised me with a trip to Memphis one Christmas. Best present ever.


At November 14, 2008 at 1:50 PM , Blogger alice, uptown said...

I love the idea of The Husband Understudy. In Wonderland, it's usually phrased as "my gay husband," someone no married woman should be without -- or for that matter, someone no woman needing an escort should be without.

I've had one (and been the pseudo-wife) for more years than I can count.

You can dress me up; you just can't live with me....


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