(It’s December 16th.)
I drove to Huntsville today to meet Megan and then we drove to Nashville to see……….(drumroll)………….Andrew Peterson at the Ryman!!!!
Megan and I usually go, but for the past 2 years, we haven’t been. It’s our annual thing. That’s what we do. I swear, I know I’ve said it before, but I love Megan Killen. That girl will listen to me complain any day of the week and not care (to my face at least). And she’s one of funniest, fun people I know.
We had some interesting experiences. From the cheesy synth player in the restaurant we ate dinner at to the hot men playing on the stage at Andy P to the kids sitting beside us at the show.
But freal. We’re moving to Nashville. Soon. And I need to meet a songwriting dreamboat who is the voice ying to my yang. ASAP. I want my life to be singing and shows.
(In sequential order…)
There’s something so surreal about sitting in the Ryman. I can’t even imagine performing there. That’s when you’ve pretty much made it. Here’s hoping…