When the weather became a little bit frightful and we were trying to be as safe as possible while keeping people informed yet entertained, things got a little weird.
I made a list and checked it twice the evening before the big day. I couldn't forget any of the essentials: phone charger, a brush, an extra pair of clothes, a sharpie, my inhaler for the moment that Charles Kelley inevitably steals my breath away...ya know, essentials.
I always said to my Mom, "C'mon Maaaa, you don't have to worry about me, it's not like we live in New York City!" Well, it turns out, I was wrong. Sorry, Mom.
The hours and minutes and seconds are counting down to the big day: COUNTRYFEST. I've been watching everyone around me running around this building like it's Christmas time. Anxiously preparing for show time and it got me thinking...