One of the keys to maintaining a good relationship is laughing together. It’s true for most relationships: husband/wife, friend/friend, parent/child, aunt/niece, parent/teacher, cashier/customer. Pretty much any relationship is enhanced and stabilized by laughter.
We normally don’t make a big deal out of our anniversaries; we go out to dinner together and that’s enough. Sometimes we even take the whole family out to celebrate instead of getting away alone. But this year felt like a big one – 15 – a decade and a half. Yay us. It seemed like an appropriate time to go away overnight and do something fun. And we’ve been talking for several years about going on this dinner train.
So we farmed out the kids, and drove to Bardstown, KY to stay in this neat old tavern downtown.
When Roger was making reservations over the phone, this is the only room that was open and it just happened to be the jacuzzi suite that we had our eye on.
We took that as a sign from God that it was the perfect room for us. Until the nice lady on the phone informed us that the room would be a little loud because it was situated right over the bar where there would be live music from 9pm to 1am.
We took half a minute to discuss that and said, “That’s fine. We like music. We’ll take it.” Our assumption was: it’s not going to be that bad; it’s probably just loud enough that a picky customer might complain. They’re trying to cover all their bases and keep from being sued or having to issue a refund.
Wrong. (And a half.) Ha! We took a peek inside the bar before we checked into our room and noticed the open ceiling (ie- no insulation between our floor and the bar’s sound system.) That was our first sign that we’d be awake until 1am. It was incredibly loud. It was like being in the bar, listening to rockin’ country music – right in front of a speaker. We laughed a lot.
Before the band started up, though, we went across the street where there was an art fair/wine tasting going on. I’ll admit; it was fun being there with Roger. First we had a long conversation with the potter all about how she makes her stuff. Then we moved on to the wood worker and discussed all kinds of wood crafting details. Then it was the leather guy; he was amazingly gifted. I wish I’d had an extra $340 that I didn’t have any use for; he had this cool little leather canister thing he made and handpainted with a windmill scene something like this. I would have bought it for my mom because it reminded me of her old tea tin; one of my favorite little things from childhood.
There was a band outside the art fair playing loud music, but none of their songs registered with my brain until we were paying for a piece of pottery and Roger was suddenly singing along and dancing like a crazy man. Have you heard the song Undignified? Sung it? Probably. Have you ever been with a person who is singing it loudly at a wine tasting? Doubtful. Here’s a link to David Crowder singing it, in case you’d like to imagine this scenario further.
It was kind of fun to walk out of the building right into a crowd of people singing camp songs. Made us feel at home in Bardstown.
Bardstown. I didn’t realize what it’s known for until we were already there. It’s a funny thing; being residents of a dry county and vacationing in the Bourbon Capitol of the World, we were very aware of how much alcohol was being consumed around us. In all honesty, this was our drink of choice:
It may not give you that warm and cozy feeling inside, but (to quote my sister-in-law Danielle) “it’s pretty tasty!” 🙂
And, since we’re true Voths (or Roger is, and I think I’m well on my way to being there) we couldn’t take a trip out of town completely for pleasure. Roger needed a new ram to put with his flock of sheep (you’ve gotta get fresh blood in there every year or so) so we made a stop at a sheep farm in Taylorsville, KY.
Taylorsville is approximately a 3-hour drive from our sheep pasture. We were in our minivan. On a scale of 1 to 10, how romantic would you say our drive home was?
You know that thing I said at the beginning about laughter enhancing a relationship? Yeah. Embrace the humor that life (or a life-loving husband) throws at you. Just do it.
I really should have taken before and after shots of the back of our van. They would have been a GREAT testimonial for 409 Carpet Cleaner.