I hate when I forget to blog…

I always forget to blog. Seriously, what is that? Maybe it has something to do with how early I try to force myself to go to bed these days. Adult problems…

Anyway, I’ve been adjusting to life in Nashville, and I’m loving it more every day. I’m meeting new people almost every day, and I honestly didn’t realize just how much I love making new friends until recently. People here have such cool stories, regardless of their age or background. I love that people from different places, different cultures, different upbringings all come together in this city for a common love of music. It’s fantastic to be able to have an intelligent conversation about, say, songwriting– with the barista in a coffee shop, or on a typical Wednesday in the office, or even at a baseball game.

And believe it or not, I did exactly that when I went to the Nashville Sounds game last Friday with Meghan (who interns with me at Thirty Tigers), her friend Jess, Zach Berry, his roommate, Hunter, Luke, and a whole bunch of his friends. The Sounds lost that four-hour-long game, but I laughed and conversed and goofed off the entire time. And hey, we got to watch some fireworks during the walk back to the car. So I’d say it was a successful Friday night.

Honestly, where else would the baseball scoreboard look like that?

For Memorial Day weekend, three friends– Rachel, Katie, and Sarah– from school came up to visit, and I’m pretty sure all of them, Niki, and I hit every major neighborhood of Nashville, plus Franklin, in less than three days. Of course, it was crazy fun, but I will say I slept really well the night after they left!

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One of the many places we went to check out the skyline. I’m learning all the cool spots… 🙂

At one were downtown at the Ernest Tubb Record Store, and someone was looking for a specific record. Ernest Tubb’s didn’t have it, so the store clerk told the customer to check Grimey’s. He didn’t know the exact address for Grimey’s, but because I work in the same building as Grimey’s at Thirty Tigers… I KNOW THE ADDRESS. I jumped into their conversation and told the guy what to plug into his GPS and how to find the place. It was a great moment… maybe being able to give someone directions means I’m becoming a local 🙂

We went to Frothy Monkey for dinner at one point to meet up with Madison when she was passing through town. It was good to catch up, even if it was only for an hour or so.

Coffee for Mads and her crew? Real food for the rest of us? Just more reasons to love my favorite all-day coffeehouse ever.

I tweeted about sharing the Frothy love with all my Georgia friends (duh, I tweet about everything), and Fro Mo showed me some love back. I think that earns me at least one more point on the “Becoming an Actual Nashville Resident” scale, right?

My love for the Frothy Monkey is finally requited. Praise Jesus.

Other than goofing off all the time with people I’m growing to love, I’m doing the whole intern thing. I’m not super far into my internships yet, but I already like both of them. I’m working at Thirty Tigers three days a week, and Girlilla Marketing the other two. I do a whole bunch of random little tasks, but I’m looking forward to seeing how this stuff contributes to the bigger picture of an artist’s career. I’m already blown away by the fact that an artist’s career requires so much teamwork and so much communication between so many people. I mean, I’ve always known it takes a lot of people to run the operations for a major star, like, say, Taylor Swift or someone similar. But it takes an army to get even a smaller artist really going. It’s incredible how people’s passion for music drives them to serve other people in the capacity that the people around me do. I know I’ve already said this, but I absolutely LOVE being around like-minded people. These people all truly love music, and seeing as how I often call music “my drug,” it’s insanely refreshing to be surrounded by people who see it as the same incredible power that I do. And for that reason, I do in fact love this place they call Music City.

In the event that you’re still reading, here’s a picture of Whiskey, Jenna’s (my roomate) puppy. She’s adorable and loves to chew things and bark at lamps after knocking them off of tables. We don’t really need cable here; we have the doggie to keep us laughing.

Click on Whiskey’s picture if you need a good chuckle.

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