I texted my Aunt Debbie, jokingly telling her to have a bottle of red wine ready when we arrived. I got back this cryptic text: "have jac/honey 2". I keep reading and re-reading it, thinking it must be one of those Mad Gab - like messages, where you have to pronounce it a certain way to get the message. But alas, it was a local favorite:
And so we spent 4 days in Tennessee, visiting with Uncle Jim, Aunt Debbie & cousins, and laughed and cried and looked through old pictures, and talked about the past and the future and the life he led, and the legacy he leaves behind. We toured a bit around Nashville......
.....took a sail w/Debbie
(thank goodness she didn't quiz me like she threatened me she would, on all the part of the sailboat)
.....wandered around the Gaylord Opryland Hotel, where there was a cattleman's convention going on, so there were signs like this all about:
I did get to visit THIS fabric store, and picked up some jersey knit to make another dress.
....and then said our final goodbyes to Uncle Jim, and headed back west.