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.
Labels: anniversary, Gapetto, The Husband Understudy, traveling, twangy women