Hello, you beautiful, amazing people, you! Thank you SO MUCH for all of your sweet, thoughtful comments – I can’t tell you how overwhelming it was to be the recipient of so much love. Just the best. Keith and I both THANK YOU!
I wanted to show you some of the projects I’ve been finishing around the house lately (dining room rug! so good!), and even grabbed my camera from the studio and everything, but it feels exactly like I’m sitting in a cave today. So dumb and dark. GRRR. Winter is the wooorrst. I hate wishing my life away, but I spend all of winter wishing it away. I’m truly starting to believe I feel the cold more than other people – at least according to Keith. I’ll be shivering in agony and he’ll be in a summer jacket, telling me it’s warm. And then he’s always trying to get me to move to Iceland. Have you ever seen the movie Gaslight? [see also "to be Gaslighted"]
I’m onto you, Keith.
No pictures today.
Instead I will talk about our road trip next month. Which I am DYING to begin. We’re driving to Asheville and staying at this awesome place for a few days (antler chandeliers! in the guest rooms!) and then heading to Nashville. And that’s what I want to talk about. Do you live in or have you spent time in Nashville? What’s the best hotel? Don’t say the Hermitage, ’cause that’s a bit too pricey, and I’m very sad I can’t stay there. We’ve booked this Union Station place, but now I’m having second thoughts. Ehhh … they have feather boas on the lampshades in the lounge. Am I overreacting? Something like that can actually influence my stay. I’m a jerk apparently.
But seriously. Why are there feather boas on the lampshades? Is this a Nashville thing? I don’t understand it in relation to everything else in the hotel. I don’t know what kind of hotel it’s going to be now. I wouldn’t care, obviously, if I was staying at the Vanderpumps for the weekend – feather boa lampshades belong there.
I’m also considering the Hutton Hotel. Know anything about it? Is there another cool place that I’m not finding? Why can’t I make up my mind? Who am I??