That’s Not Something You…

Now that the song has been recorded, and the music video has been shot, Ken and I decided to tour the Country Music Hall of Fame like regular little tourists. And yes, I spent the whole time looking for Keith Urban’s section. Duh.

A bubbly woman at the front desk here at our condo one mile from the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville, Tennessee, just called and asked if I wanted to discuss our timeshare points. I’m supposed to be putting on makeup, curling my hair, and changing my clothes right now, all within the next 20 minutes. […]

The husband and I are killing time until we meet the producer, vocalist, and an actress (who is playing me…w-what?) for the video shoot at SoundCheck this afternoon. We are admiring the 50,000 plants here at the Gaylord Opryland Resort & Convention Center, taking way too many bad selfies—no hair and makeup this morning (me, […]

I just got my first fan gift—$20 in my Venmo account—with a note saying, “A special dessert for your special trip.” Methinks there is a Häagen-Dazs in my near future. We know how I feel about that delicious stuff. Tomorrow morning at 8:30, the (Grammy award-winning) violinist is meeting us at the recording studio. Tomorrow afternoon, the […]

Recorded my song “I Am Broken” today in Nashville, Tennessee, and I am beside myself with joy. What a surreal day. I’m not sure l can return to normal life. And, I only cried twice. #someonepinchme

My husband and I are on our way to the recording studio to record “I Am Broken,” but first, a little stop at the Grand Ole Opry (which happens to be one mile from our condo). #mightaswelldreambig

I am leaving for Nashville in two days to have my song recorded and a music video made. I’m typing the words, but I can hardly believe them. Several weeks ago, my husband and I were talking about the whole experience to come: Me: “You realize that once this is all said and done, I […]

I booked tickets for Nashville today. The producer has asked me twice now if I would like to sing backup vocals. Uh…well…gulp. Then again, if he gets Keith-freaking-Urban to sing into that microphone with me, I’d consider it. #mightaswelldreambig

I love this picture—taken back in 2009 during the throes of my chemotherapy treatment—but oh man, I get the shivers when I think of the bald head beneath that pretty scarf. #gratefulforhair