As promised, highlights (and lowlights) from our househunting trip to Tennessee:
First plane ride--We survived our first plane ride with infant in tow. On the way there, he wasn' t the quietest baby on the plane, but he wasn't the loudest. On the way back he was one crashed-out monkey from takeoff to landing. It was a steep learning curve but we seemed to have climbed it.
Lots of barbeque--Mom met us at the airport with Bar-B-Cutie and while in Jackson we dined at Backyard Barbecue and Brooksie's Barn (whose motto should be, "We Can Fry That").
New house--We bought an amazing house with lots of beautiful land.
Will you go out with me?--Jay and I had our first date in 7 months. We went to the Watermark in Nashville, thanks to expert babysitting provided by Gran. We were afraid that we wouldn't know how to have a real conversation with each other, but it came back to us easily enough.
Grandparent love--Joshua got to see both his Pop and his Gran, hopefully for long enough to tide them over until we're there permanently.
The La Quinta Inn--I reserved a two-room suite about a month in advance. We do that whenever possible so that Jay and I can stay up and work while Joshua sleeps (He crashes at about 7:00 p.m.) When we arrived, the gal at the desk looked up our reservation and said, "I see that you've reserved our Ambassador Suite, but that's not available. The party that stayed there last night didn't check out. " She offered a regular room, but heck if they were going to get my money after not honoring a reservation.
No Room in the Inn--After leaving the La Quinta and trying several more places, we were informed that we were there during the Miss Tennessee pageant and there simply were no rooms to be had. We finally got a room at Union at 10:00 p.m. that night.
Face Plant--While waiting at Union to see if they had any rooms available, Joshua was power crawling across the tile floor. It was past his bedtime and his little arms just couldn't take anymore, so he went facedown. Then came the blood. Turns out it was only a little cut on his upper lip, but it bled like stink. He had a fat lip for about a day and then he was fine. I don't like seeing my kid bleed.
Close Call--Twelve hours after we submitted our offer on our new house, another potential buyer also submitted an offer. According to our realtor, the seller had the right to see the new offer before making a final decision to accept ours. Both Jay and I were sick to our stomachs for that hour that we waited to hear back, but the news was good.
Flat Tire--On the way back to Nashville, ten miles from mom's house, we got a flat tire. Oh joy.
Our mission was accomplished, but not without some drama.