
I'm sure there is a connection somewhere with all those broken-hearted love songs coming out of that city.
Well, I made that part up, but it could be true.
In just a few hours, I'm heading to the airport and flying there to meet up with John, Ginger, and Laura.
[Wait does this look like John is planning something?!?!?]
Later tonight, we'll be at the Sommet Centre all excited to see these dudes:
[ Umm, yeah, we won't talk about the "what ifs" from my past. ]
I won't be able to post about this trip until Sunday ... [and per John] after photo approvals.
I hope they all aren't the "What happens in Nashville stays in Nashville" type.
On second thought, until my weekend is over, I better not criticize that mantra.
