There was lots of fun to be had in Nashville this weekend. Saturday was Oktoberfest and living history at the Bicentennial Mall (it was also Southern Festival of Books, but we didn't go - sorry, Mom), so me, J, Trace, Joey, and Parker all headed out to check out the action. J said the only thing that would have made it better was if it were 20 degrees cooler. At Oktoberfest there were lots of booths set up with crafts and German food & drink, and live music to enjoy. Below is a pic of J and Joey chillin' at Oktoberfest.
We didn't spend as much time at the living history event at the Bicentennial Mall, it was wrapping up and Parker was ready for a nap, though Parker and Joey did get to sit in a Humvee together.
Saturday night was the first home Predators game of the season. Whoo hoo!!! It was fun to be back at the hockey game. We have season tickets with another couple so we always have a great time watching the games together. Preds won, so that made it even better.
For those of you wandering what the heck this sign means J is holding, it is a hockey puck + a hockey net = a catfish on the ice. A tradition was started several years back where people sneak dead catfish into the arena and then toss them onto the ice when the Preds score their first goal. Gross, I know, but the crowd goes crazy when this happens. And don't worry, we sit far enough away from the glass that J doesn't have the opportunity to attempt to sneak in a catfish to toss.
Carson and her friend Jack were at the very first station greeting visitors with a welcome that included facts about Andrew Jackson.
Carson was very good at saying, "Thank you for coming to The Hermitage, your tour begins here".
Before we made it to Kenzie, Rachel and I gave ourselves a tour of the graveyard. Here I am pictured in front of the grave of one of Mom's ancestors (Rachel Donelson Jackson). Rachel Jackson's husband tried to eliminate all of my ancestors. :)
This is Kenzie at her post. She had memorized an entire spill about "war road" (notice how all the trees are lined up on two sides behind her). Kenzie taught me that a historical society brought a tree from each battlefield where Andrew Jackson had fought, and planted them along the walkway you see behind her. Of course many of the trees are no longer there, but the ones that remain are huge.
This is Kenzie and her mom Rachel. Kenzie took her job so seriously we couldn't even get her to take three steps to the left to get out of the sun to get a better picture. Cute, huh?!?
We didn't spend as much time at the living history event at the Bicentennial Mall, it was wrapping up and Parker was ready for a nap, though Parker and Joey did get to sit in a Humvee together.
For those of you wandering what the heck this sign means J is holding, it is a hockey puck + a hockey net = a catfish on the ice. A tradition was started several years back where people sneak dead catfish into the arena and then toss them onto the ice when the Preds score their first goal. Gross, I know, but the crowd goes crazy when this happens. And don't worry, we sit far enough away from the glass that J doesn't have the opportunity to attempt to sneak in a catfish to toss.
Happy Birthday to Carol! 
