Nashville. Definitely on the list of my top favorite things.

I went this past weekend to go cheer on the Vols and ring in the New Jear (Holla back Dave Barnes)–Nashvegas style babay. Ryan, two of his roomies, and I witnessed the tragedy that is the Music City Bowl. There are no words. But a picture is worth a thousand so here is one heck of a picture for ya…

Note the happy orange people swamping the field and the trophy/winner’s ceremony backdrop being rolled onto the field. Unbelievable. At least it was a memorable game. And we got even more football than we bargained for–double OT. Nothin’ like it.

After the infamous game, we drove to our friend Betsy’s house where we stayed for the next two days. There was laughter and catch phrase and sweet rolls and Jackson Lake and more football. Loved just hanging out with these people that are way cooler than me. 

New Year’s eve we went to Jackson’s (Y-U-M) for our last meal of MMX and, after much deliberation, decided to venture downtown for a free concert feat. the legendary Phil Vasser and to witness the dropping of a guitar on Broadway to ring in the new year. I think it was the first New Year’s Eve that I spent NOT predominately in a house, so that was different and fun. Phil Vasser’s “The Hot Tub Song” was definitely a crowd favorite…”I wanna get get get get get get get get get in a hot tub.” As do I Phil. As do I.

I decided that 2010 was my favorite year thus far. I can definitely say that the Lord has stretched me and grown me so much since last January 1st. I love that I have absolutely no idea what this new decade has in store. And I love that God designed life to get better and better with each day as we seek to follow him and live out of a desire to choose him and not ourselves. So bring it on, 2011.

To still writing “#-#-2010” on everything for another month and a half. Cheers.


thumbs up for july

Ah, July. I am loving July, and I’m trying really hard not to see that August is looming in the very near future. Don’t get me wrong. Lots-o-great stuff is totally going down in August…just trying to be present in the beauty that is: July.

The past week has been super-dee-duper filled to the brim with FUN.

This past Friday, the Cam Fam loaded up in the car and headed off to Charlotte, NC. After lots and lots of traffic. A blessed event took place in the lives of the Campbell sisters. John-Mayer-Con-Cert. My (not so baby) baby sister experienced seeing JM for the very first time. Decked out in a white shirt and white rolled up pants, complete with blue Converse and a blue bandana around his head…John was lookin’ purty fly, if I do say so myself. We screamed, we sang, we smiled. ALOT. It was definitely some good quality sista-sista bonding time. It was bitter sweet since Cassie Lew wasn’t there to scream along with us…buuuut let’s be honest. We will be seeing him again at some point.

thumbs up for john

We also were able to stay with my mom’s cousin Matt and his wife Val. Their BEYOND presh three year old daughter, Holland, kept us more than entertained for the short time we were able to visit with them. She was mesmerized with my green phone (which is only cool in the wonderful world of toddlers) and my silly bands. Holland was cute enough to jack my silly bands, and I laughed watching Jules weasel her way out of giving her beloved Buzz Lightyear band away.

After that whirl wind of a wonderful trip, Rebecca Cox and I embarked on our highly anticipated Nashville roadtrip to pay a visit to Sarah Bellott. I love Nashville. I want to live there one day. I love that I’m starting to become familiar with it, but still get very lost and end up making loops around 440.

Let me just say, I spent way too much money on food that was worth every penny. I could seriously go on and on about this one restaurant we ate at called “Burger Up.” The turkey burger, sweet potato fries, and homemade ketchup I had were di-vine. Not to mention, “Pied Piper”–the icecream shop sent from heaven. I ordered a cup of “Trailer Trash” which was yummy, yummy in my tummy. Vanilla icecream + oreos + every-candy-you-can-imagine = ridonkulously gooood. Okay, enough about food…

Highlight of the trip: Meeting up with Jessie (aka future roomie and one of my fave people currently) and stompin’ on downtown to the Wildhorse Saloon in our western attire. Un-believable. I laughed so hard. Not only was (what we think was) Melissa Etheridge’s daughter providing the musical entertainment — she came down to our table while singing “Old Time Rock & Roll,” put the mic in front of me and instead of me singing the correct lyrics…I sang/gurgled a bunch of almost-words. Hello, I am cool. The greatest laughs, however, came from our valiant attempts at creating our own line dance and a rando-woman thinking Jessie was the instructor. I deeply wish someone had been there to video tape. Lucky for us, we had the handy-dandy self timer to help out with capturing some memories.

a small taste of our laughter

So thankful for sweet friends and family, roadtrips, and laughs that leave me wishing I did sit-ups more often.