Saturday, October 15, 2011

A Day at Boyd's Orchard and the resulting craftiness

A pile o' pumpkins

Porch-sittin' in the sun -- what could be better?

Golden sunshine in a pot ... BEAUTIFUL!

My purchases!

I LOVE quaint.  Please just wrap it up and put it in my truck!
A paintbrush and some acrylic black paint, and I'm Martha Stewart.  Okay, I aspire to Martha Stewart ... more like Martha-in-Training.

Monogrammed pumpkins! Brilliant, right?

Why not add some polka dots?

Of course, Emmy needs a monogrammed pumpkin that's just her size!

A family that monograms together, stays together.

And then I got really wild and crazy and painted a witch's hat on another pumpkin.  Watch out, Martha!

Emmy is giving her approval to her pumpkin.

She's planning on when, in the middle of the night, she's going to knock them off and bat them around the living room. I'm wondering when they will start rotting.

A Halloween portrait.

Bedecked for the "holidays."

A close up ... so you can really be in awe of the "talent."

The OFFICIAL Halloween portrait.  

A Visual of Fall Break




And this pretty much sums up Fall Break 2011!

A year in review ... the BEFORES and the AFTERS

October 2011

October 2010


























October 2010

October 2011



















October 2010




October 2011

Friday, October 14, 2011

A Year Ago ...


What were you doing a year ago today?  Me?  I was signing my life away ... I mean, signing my name to more paper than I care to count and, in doing so, promising to pay for the next 30 years, for a 3 bedroom, 1 and a half bath home in a nice, established subdivision here in town.  I called my dad after the closing, and I can still remember what I told my dad when he FINALLY answered the phone.  "I ARE ONE!"  -- Family joke.

October 2010
October 2011
Home-ownership has been scary and nerve-wracking and fun and humbling and frustrating and joyful all rolled into one!  And I don't, for one minute, pretend to forget just how blessed beyond belief I really am.  So many are not even half as blessed.












Saturday, October 08, 2011

Inside the Grand Ole Opry

I took this photo for two reasons:  1. I LOVE Darius Rucker, and 2. It summed up what new aritsts feel performing at the Opry for the first time. 

These guitar picks were inlaid in the floor in front of all of the dressing rooms.

One of the dressing rooms ... I think for the new performers.

A dressing room dedicated to all the performers that have traveled in the USO.

Gotta love the matching boot and shirt combo! The "backwards" poster is actually the imprint the company in Nashville, still in business and printing stuff today, used to print the performance posters.  Apparently, you can still get vintage posters printed.  Ummmm .... that would be cool.  Just sayin' ...

The Ladies Dressing room ... much prettier than this photo lets on.

Cole Porter's dressing room.  Correct me if I'm wrong, but doesn't he seem a bit Liberace in his decor?  Those chairs were TOTALLY 'blinged" out.  Not even joking. Not one little bit.

The Green Room where all the stars wait to go on stage.  They have SUPER comfy chairs!

A mural painted by a famous Opry member (can't remember who now).  If you look real closely, you can see the water line caused by the Flood of May 2010.


Bluegrass residents getting our photos taken in front of the Bluegrass dressing room.

May the Circle Be on Unbroken ... yes, I stood on it ... same place that Johnny Cash stood.  I'm now officially cool.

Pew seating in the Grand Ole Opry ... it looked like church too, which might be why the people in our group acted like this was a religious experience.


The Grand Ole Opry Stage ... with dude getting a balloon drop thingy ready.

Friday, October 07, 2011

The Grand Ole Opry -- A pictorial retrospective



Here I am standing in front of a gigantic guitar ... I mean, come on!  What else would I be standing in front of at the Grand Ole Opry!?

Another gigantic guitar ... pronounced GEE-Tar, folks.

There it is ... the Grand Ole Opry!

Waiting to enter hallowed ground ... or so the lady that was in our tour group that kept crying the whole time thought.
There's the artists' entrance!

I'm standing at the artists' entrance where all artists that perform at the Opry enter.  Pretty dag-gone cool, I think.

This is the sidewalk at the artists' entrance.  Look at that great looking foot  -- that's mine.  :) 

If you become a member of the Opry, you get a mailbox that  you fan mail goes into.  Whenever you come to the Opry to perform, you can pick up your mail.  Pretty cool, eh?  I'm standing in front of the desk were the performers get their dressing room assignments.