Not so many years ago on this date, dark and awful things happened. I sat down to write about it but my brain, and the three vodka cranberries I had last night decided it couldn’t handle the trip so I’m going to babble instead –
We've been in Nashville almost two years now. I feel like a Nashville resident most of the time now. I have a preferred grocery store; a secret road home that avoids the traffic and most every other word is a drawl with yawls thrown in for good measure. But I do not and will not own a pair of jeans with bedazzled pockets. And here, in the land of festooned pockets, my plain non-sparkly butt stands out.
Most folks think everyone in Nashville is all cowboy boots and cowboy hats but mostly people here don't really wear cowboy hats unless they're about to take the stage or they're down in Nash Vegas celebrating an almost bride. Hats aren't the universal thing here but decoration on your butt pockets is de rigueur. I couldn’t quite sneak pictures of the overly ornamented rear ends I’ve seen. I couldn’t even work up the courage to ask, “May I take a picture of your butt pocket?” There is no way to come out of that question looking like anything but a pervert. So, for your viewing pleasure, a few ornate pockets from a pile of jeans on display in the mall - in case you didn’t have an clue what kind of butt bling I might referring to –
Honestly, I've never tried a pair on but how do you not end up with bruises all over your tush from those? Not to mention scratching the heck out of every chair you sit in? And how much of that falls off in the washing machine. I think, based on my very practical thought process, my butt is not the demographic they are looking for.
In other random news, FIL and I went to the Tennessee State Fair on Old People Get In For Free day. Old people get in for free also includes old people’s caregivers and lots and lots of school groups. It also seems to mean, close down any of the cool fried pie places and hide the animals. It was totally worth the price of the ticket – free.
Anyway, there were lots of crafts and the like on display that had won ribbons. Some of the crafts were obvious – like quilt making and others took some figuring out. This is one of my favorites; a small tranquil mini garden display with fairies.
With bullet shells in and among the plants!!! And that is a first place ribbon holder folks.
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