Have you ever noticed that most people don't enjoy the perks of the city in which they actually live? Call them perks, call them tourist traps, call them whatever you like, I find that I often just don't get out of the house and go do fun things in my own city. Well, I am determined that this will not happen in Nashville. Music City Hall of Fame? Check. Loveless Cafe? Check. I have actual lists of people I want to hang out with, places I want to go, concerts I want to hear. I am a list maker and nothing feels quite as rewarding as checking something off the list. Sometimes I add something to the list already completed just so I can check it off.
Worst photo quality ever pales in comparison to the delightful food at the Loveless Cafe. Biscuits, preserves, fried chicken, squash casserole, green beans, marinated cucumbers, blackberry cobbler.
We wrapped up Amy's visit with a trip to the farm to shoot skeet in the snow and frigid temperatures.
This little hottie noticed that I was closing the wrong eye to shoot the shotgun. My shooting went from 0% to 50% based on a simple eye change. Thank you, Mr. Camo Red Beard. I just love you.
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