Yesterday I got to see an old friend.
She was in town for an overnight conference, and I was lucky enough to spend the afternoon with her before she headed back to Boston.
We managed to fit in some hilarious clothes shopping which included an inordinate amount of see-through tops, most of which I told her were not going to fly in Boston. Honestly, I'm not sure they would fly in most parts of Nashville.
We wandered the streets of Lower Broadway, taking in the sights and sounds, and catching up on each others' lives. She was a breath of fresh air on a beautiful day. A blast from the past and a welcome surprise on my day off.
We found an appropriately Southern dining establishment with outdoor-ish seating, where she satisfied her craving for BBQ, then made our way to a fabulously kitchy dress shop and tried on more duds. We looked hot, but left empty handed. I may go back for the sassy sundress everyone loved on me. Maybe.
The afternoon also entailed enjoying the posters at Hatch Show Prints and some pink grapefruit sorbet at the candy store and sunning ourselves while eating said sorbet on the plaza in front of the Ryman Auditorium.
It was a quick and dirty Nashville moment, but it was wonderful. It's going to carry me through another grueling week.
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