Blogger's Block?

Write about This and That. I’m having a hard time with this one. That's for sure.

I keep backspacing through lines of half-started topics leaving me almost ready to shut my computer and try again in the morning. Am I having blogger’s block? And so early in my blogging career? Hopefully not.

Oh here’s something pretty interesting. Did yall here about our gas shortage here in Nashville? It has been terrible! There have been long lines, 150 cars deep at times, fighting for a full tank of gas. One of my co-workers waited 3 hours for gas, only to find the pumps empty when he finally made it through the line. Pandemonium struck when people jumped out of their cars screaming and cussing at each other. It’s almost over now, but of course they (whoever they are politically) had to gouge us again by charging over $4.00 per gallon for regular.

Aside from a temporary gas shortage, I love my Nashville. I was born and raised in my beloved Memphis, but I’ve lived in Middle Tennessee now for nearly fourteen years. In the South, we call our birthplace our hometown or we might say it’s “where we’re from.” So I’m from Memphis but I currently live in Nashville. Actually, I live 20 minutes south of Nashville in Franklin, but that still means you live in Nashville. We’re a quirky bunch down here but like I said, it’s home.

Nashville is full of celebrities. It’s hard to go a whole week without spotting one, if you’re into that kind of thing. The morning before Keith and Nicole gave birth to their baby girl, a friend of mine spotted them in Starbucks. Wynonna and her mom are very easy to spot (the red hair and all) and Faith and Tim are open strollers around town as well.

Two of my girlfriends and I sat in the booth behind Billy Ray Cyrus, and his other daughter (not sure of her name, are you?), at lunch last week. When he got up to leave he glanced over at us – waved - and shot us a perfect white smile. The man is absolutely gorgeous in person. Nashvillians are very respectful of our stars. We don’t hound them with autograph requests, or interrupt their privacy. After all, we have a reputation to maintain. We wouldn’t want to be labeled as star-@#$%%^&. This is not considered cool. And that’s that.