…he did anyway, and then made me feel a lot better.
We ate, we talked, we honkey-tonked 3 nights in a row. We toured the Grand Ole Opry and sang Garth Brook’s songs on that famous wooden circle. We got our nails done and walked an old plantation in our free disposable nail salon flip-flops. We found where the hipsters live and we shopped their vintage stores. We woke up late and we had the best damn time. Jade, my BFF Penpal foreva, I love you.