Moon, moon, great big silver moon- Won't you please shine down me? 
Doug and I are spending a nice evening on the deck. This has been the one of the nicest months in Nashville history and Doug and I are definitely enjoying it!
Like the rest of America, I am totally enthralled with Michael Phelps. How could you not be? I hadn't even heard about him until the Olympics, and now I have spent the last week watching every race and interview. I am so immensely proud of this man that I have never, and will never meet. That's what I love about the games is that you get the chance to learn about the incredible people that make our country great. So here's to you Michael and you're countless medals- You're a nice person, an amazing athlete, and most importantly- a great American!
Sassy likes to help when I post things on the computer. She likes to give her input on the blog.
Jackie had these pictures of Brandon that I thought were so funny I had to put them on my blog too. He really likes his little Tigger!
Doug and I went to a show at the Wildhorse Saloon the other night. We saw a good group that was very old school and Johnny Cash-ish. I can't remember their name but I do know there was the word "fabulous" in their title. Doug and I were highly entertained by the large masses of line dancers that descended on the floor the second the band took a break. We did not join in. We were too intimidated by their 'excellent display of dancing ability' that we feared we would look foolish next to them, so we maturely sat and talked about them instead ; )
