You can take the girl out of Nashville, but you can’t take the stage-side-at-the-Taylor-Swift-show-and-THIS-IS-SO-AWESOME out of the girl.
Jenn and I had tickets for the uppermost balcony last night, literally behind the stage. But my most excellent friend Kelli (SHOUT OUT) back in Nashville pulled some strings, and all of a sudden, a man was tapping us on the shoulder and giving us wrist bands and we were… well, we were this close:
She was bedazzled, to say the least.
This week has been full of some very fun surprises – things I haven’t tried for or asked for or even imagined might happen. It’s kind of comical, actually. But surprise is an important element of a good story – and these days, I’m liking mine.
I mean, I wish I knew where this story was headed… but that would ruin the surprise, now, wouldn’t it?