12.31.2009

Christmas in Nashville

I flew out to Nashville, Tennessee on Christmas Day to meet up with most of my family and spend some time with them for a few days. Michael was too good to hang out with us and went to Africa to climb a mountain. He totally missed out on a good time. Here, see for yourself!





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My mom found me at the airport and climbed out while the vehicle was still in motion.





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Mother and son reunite once again for Christmas.





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We went to the hotel and were greeted by the jolliest window painting of Santa Clause ever created.





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Now that we were all together everyone looked in their stockings.





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I had a Santa Coke bomb stuffed into mine and it freaked me out.....





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.....my mom was freaked out just because she felt like being freaked out.





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She went downstairs to the lobby to make sure the internet was still functioning for the world.





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There's nothing like spending quality time in the lobby of a hotel next to the Christmas tree!





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My mom really likes lobby Christmas trees.





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Scott was ready to hit the streets in the morning.





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I thought it was rather cold. My mom thought it was just right.






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Scott was still trying to wake up after leaving the hotel.





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About 30 minutes later he seemed to still be in the same condition.





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My parents kept this fake horse some company in the cold for a while.





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I decided to go inside and pretended like I enjoyed keeping this fake horse company for a while.





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Scott also went inside with me and he had a fabulous time keeping the fake Cowboy Troy company. A little too much company perhaps.





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Me and Scott blend in well with the plastic molds.





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My mom loves alcohol.





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Time to eat!





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Before we left we had to get a picture with the "whorse."





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Again, Scott and I blend in well with the plastic molds.





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My mom is such a copycat.





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SHRED IT!!!!!





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It was getting really cold and windy at the moment.....





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.....so we stopped by at the Union Station Hotel to warm up for a bit.





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My family did a fantastic job at getting in the way of my Christmas tree shot.





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Me and Scott do the Christmas huddle.





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Christmas huddle time is over for Scott.





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I was trying to get another shot of the Christmas tree, but my parents somehow managed to get into the shot at the last split second.





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My mom warms up one last time before heading back outside.





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However, the cold didn't bother her once she was mesmerized by a fake Elvis singing to her.





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But reality would soon have to hit and when it did my mother found herself on a large bridge facing the cold wind blowing against her.





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We were actually on our way over to a stadium to watch a Tennessee Titans game.





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Scott was excited.





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We did a group shot...mainly to keep warm.





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Scott and I get into the Titans spirit.





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I couldn't believe the size of the scoreboard!





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My mom was expecting it to be playing an episode of Dancing with the Stars, but was greatly disappointed when it was only showing football.





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But Scott got her into the Titans spirit so everything was okay.....





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.....even though she had no idea who the Titans were at all.





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The players warm up on the field.





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Scott looks out onto the field in deep thought about his shattered hopes and dreams of playing for the NFL.





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According to the dates on this graphic the Titans are a bunch of LIARS!!! Or they are just bad at math.





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They scoreboard people also liked to tease the people in the stands during the cold night by putting up fire on the screen.





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Me and my mom have no idea what is going on when it comes to football, but we are ready to enjoy it as much as possible.





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The Titans try out the Christmas huddle.





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The coach yelled at them because they were huddling for too long and made them get inside of the balloon helmet.





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My mother and I pass the time by watching our breathe in the cold air.





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The Titans run out of the helmet.





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Time to deflate the helmet.





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The commencement flares were launched to officially initiate the game.





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Look at 'em go!





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My mom and I spent most of our time doing the Christmas huddle.





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My dad and Scott spent most of their time enjoying the game.





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Scott gets me back into the Titans spirit.





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I did one more Christmas huddle with the parents before heading out of the stadium.





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We made it back to the hotel and my mother made herself as comfortable as she knew how.





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The next day we set out on a mission to find a Jack In The Box. Mission Accomplished.





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Creepy Jack #1.





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Creepy Jack #2.





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Creepy Jack #3.





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Creepy Jack #4.





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After lunch we went back to the mean streets of Nashville to cause some trouble.





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My mom was definitely ready to cause some trouble with that bandana!





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It has been quite some time since I have seen so many cassette tapes.





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Seriously, I was amazed.




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Scott attempts to fit in.....





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.....now it's my turn.....





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.....my mom's turn.....





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.....and my dad's turn.





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I wanted another go 'round. I may have gone a little overboard.





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Judging by my mother's face this appears to be the most comfortable high-heeled shoe she has ever sat on.





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Scott checks out the boots.





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My mom found a pair that fits.





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Then she takes them on a test run.





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She found another pair that fits.





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And, of course, goes for another test run.





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Scott and I join our mother in the footwear fashion of Nashville.





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Boot view from above.





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My parents do a cowboy pose salute to Justin. Whoever that is.





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Scott has no tolerance for rebel chicks.





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He also has to spread rumors about himself with novelty license plates.





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Me and my mom were about to get into a horse head fight. It was ugly!





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We stopped over at Legends for a beer and some live music.





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This wall was sorta cool.





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This guy liked to toast quite a bit. Holler.....





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.....and swaller.





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Not too long after it was time for another holler.....





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.....and swaller.





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They were surprisingly good considering how much hollerin' and swallerin' was going on.





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The family at a bar. A rare sight to see.





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Scott took advantage of the hollering and swallering in front of my parents.





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We continued our trek in downtown Nashville.





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Along the way we were offered a free dragon fruit energy drink. My mom was brave enough to taste a sip.





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We found a really cool guitar shop where Scott showed off his skills in hopes of attracting a sweet southern belle to stop by.





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No one showed up. It might have been the smell.





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Back on the streets!





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I can't believe I got my mom do this...but then when I think about it I'm really not too surprised.





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Later that night we found a fancy Italian restaurant with a fancy exterior wall.





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Not to mention fancy/eerie Italian people.





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Time to eat up.





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Scott doesn't have time to smile for the camera in moments like this.





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However, my mom and I have plenty of time to smile while we enjoy our fancy spaghetti.





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We made one last stop for the night, which was to visit Opryland!





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We were lured in from the pretty lights.





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But we had to keep our distance or else we would be destroyed by a stone shepherd.





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Or be forced to listen to Kenny G covers by a stone kid with a flute.





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Scott was definitely excited to be here.





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These trees were super cool.





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Every branch was covered in lights.





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It made me react in such amazement!





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Very cool Nativity scene.





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Wide shot.





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My parents thought it would be good to have a nice picture of this.....





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.....but my picture was way better.





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Once again, my parents were in the way of a perfectly good Christmas tree shot!





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I was happy to walk by the jaw-dropping trees again as we headed back towards the car.





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I had to wake up a little early to catch my flight back to Orlando, and Scott was nice enough to wave goodbye before leaving the hotel.





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My mom did her best to ignore the jolly window painting of Santa in the elevator.





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It was officially time to say goodbye before catching my flight.





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They had enough of me for almost two days so they were definitely excited to say toodle-oo!





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Adios!





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So long Nashville. THANKS FOR NOTHING!!!!!





The End.