An Ol' Broad's Ramblings
Date Night!
The Mr and I did something tonight we haven’t done in……well, let’s just say a LONG time. We went out on a “date”. You know, the dinner and a show type of date.
We had dinner at the only restaurant in the area that comes close to be upscale. In other words, they serve alcohol. Since I don’t drink, it doesn’t matter to me, one way or the other. The food was fairly good, and the prices were appropriately high. They served ‘beer bread’! Ain’t that a hoot. Any Wisconsonite knows what that is.
We sat outside on the patio, so we could watch the pick ‘em up trucks go by on Main St. and smoke. When we had both lit up, I over heard a woman say, in her most snooty tone, “I thought restaurants in Tennessee were all smoke free!” To which I piped up saying, “They are, expect for outside!” Heh. Shy, I ain’t! 
I don’t think she’s a regular resident of the state. Oddly enough, there are a lot of people who have summer houses here. Why, I’m not really sure. If you’re going to winter in Florida, wouldn’t you have a summer house in someplace way up nor’t?
The Mr had seen a poster in one of the stores advertising a blue grass band, with a couple of others types for tonight. Why the heck not? There was a $5 admission fee. I thought we could probably swing that. 
Well, we finished our dinner, walked across the street to the other side of the courthouse. The place the bands were playing obviously use to be the local movie house. Not a theater, a movie house. Yeah. It was that old. And smelled it too. Once we got use to it, it wasn’t so bad. It was clean, just really old.
The show was suppose to start at 7:30. Seems one of the bands was having major equipment problems, and were doing some serious sound check stuff. My ears started bleeding! Not really, but they should have. The kid kept saying, turn up this, turn up that. My suggestion would have been turn down your flippin’ mic, and MAYBE you could hear something. Jeeeez!
Lucky for us, they were the second act, after the bluegrass band.
I kept seeing these really young girls running to the back of the stage, and of course, my first thought….groupies. Nope. Turned out THEY were the bluegrass band. Called Turkey Creek Bluegrass Reunion. They played a song or two, and I was really impressed by the lead young lady. She was quite talented! So was the bass player. They both have unbelievable voices. Then, she introduced everyone, and gave their ages. She was all of 18. The mandolin player was…….TWELVE! At that moment, I realized………I’m OLD! The bass player with the mega voice is 15. The other girl was also 15. Didn’t hear much from her. I watched her hands, and I don’t think she was actually playing her guitar.
After they were finished, we decided sitting through a rock band who is already deaf, and is determined to make everyone in that small place deaf too, it would be in OUR best interest to come home.
It was a really nice evening. I think we’re going to have to do that a little more often. 
