I have been a lax blogger lately. I know. I admit it.
It's been a busy fall, ya'll.
BUT. I took a fancy road trip the other day, and that my friends can only mean one thing:
BLOG. GOLD. Let's get to it.
Sometimes it's 
super fun to be an adult. You can eat a sundae for dinner if you want to, and maybe eat cookie dough straight out of the tube. Ain't no one gonna tell me no! And when I heard that one of my favorite writers (second favorite, Dipsey), Jenny Lawson, was on book tour, there was only one thing to do.
I was going to take time off of work, go get in my car and MEET HER. I didn't know at the time, but friend Johnna also loved this writer, so I had a co-conspirator on my ROAD TRIP!!!!
We take off for Nashville, TN. Johnna re: her mother's perception of a road trip to go see a writer speak:
J: So, my mother says to me "I hope you girls are staying near where the concert is. I don't want you two drinking and driving back to the hotel." So I tell her, "Mom, it's not a concert. It's an author reading." And she gets a three tiered look on her face. At first, it was relief that we're not going to some raucous concert. Then, it's confusion, because a four hour round trip to see a WRITER? Last - oh my god what a nerd my daughter is.
I'll take it! Nerd alert on high!
We arrived at our hotel and immediately felt at home.
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| patron saint dolly | 
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| this chair was super comfy and cool all at the same time | 
Next, time to find the public library and get Furiously Happy.
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| me and johnna with rory the giant stuffed raccoon | 
On one of 
her blog posts, Jenny writes about coming alone to book signings and how that's OK, because you'll be surrounded by people just like you.
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| meeting other fruitcakes just as odd as we are. kevin with her own beyonce the giant metal chicken. | 
And then - hooray!
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| the bloggess comes out and reads from her new book | 
And after waiting line post-reading, we finally got to meet:
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| the bloggess, jenny lawson! a pleasure to meet you! | 
And upon leaving, Johnna and I were giddily gloating our success when:
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| a bird pooped right on my head. birdie birdie in the sky, why'd you do that in my eye? | 
No matter! Johnna wet wiped it out of my hair and off we went to Printer's Alley. Honky tonkin' forthwith!!!
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| johnna proving to her parents that we are NOT milk and cookie girls | 
 
Dinner first, with a side of live country music:
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| fried green tomato blt | 
A quick tour around town:
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| it's practically history, ya'll | 
And Robert's Western World for more boot-scootin'.
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| ok, i think boog and dieder got the idea, johnna. | 
Robert's Western World had some... interesting wall art.
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| possibly the worst rendering of june and johnny cash ever | 
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| old hank's got some eye issues | 
Not to mention their Wall of Shame:
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| hello bandit | 
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| and scott baio | 
We were very racy and stayed up until midnight! The next morning, the Sheraton was kind enough to supply our room with my very favorite kind of tea.
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| you see into my soul, sheraton | 
And then, back to reality, work and Knoxville.
Fun times with Johnna! Thank you for coming along with me!!
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| summary of our trip in one photo | 
 
 
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