Dear Chris: That would be the Brentwood YMCA
Ashley, Ashley, Ashley. Get over the loser Bentley. You’ve got all of those cute bachelors traveling the world with you and you’re stuck on Bentley the super-dud?
But enough with ABC’s The Bachelorette. If you were like me on Monday night, the long-running he-loves-me-he-loves-me-not show was just eye candy to get us to ABC’s Extreme Makeover: Weight Loss Edition. Celebrity fitness guru Chris Powell worked with Williamson County’s own Dana Baker for a year to help the gentle man with a huge voice (and previously huge frame to match it) lose over 200 pounds.
But what was anticipated to be a huge moment for the Brentwood Family YMCA where Dana began and finished his journey, was a downer when Chris looked into the camera and said they were at the Franklin Y.
Sigh. Our time to shine and Franklin goes and gets the glory again.
Truthfully, though, it was an inspiring and aspiring hour of television, especially for someone like me who has a little problem with food herself. And good for Dana for coming out and coming to terms with who he really is.
If you missed it on TV, you can watch the video online. Click here for the link.
Ordinance 2011: Going once, going twice
It’s been fun, relatively speaking, attending the most recent City Commission meetings to observe how new Mayor Paul Webb runs things. I’m convinced he was a professional auctioneer in a past life though he emphatically denies it.
I’m telling you, that man can get through a meeting in record time. If you’re lucky, you might catch half of the fine print he must by law read aloud at the meetings. Then again, some would say we’re luckier still if we don’t.
See ya on Saturday
There’s good news for everyone coming to Town Center Saturday this weekend. The forecast is for a high of 91 degrees – a far cry from the high of 60something reached at the first one in April. So there are a few isolated thunderstorms forecast; let’s just not go there.
Come find us at the BHP tent to say hi, pick up a new BHP bumper sticker and sign up to get our daily newsletters.
The street fair/farmers market is the best thing to happen in Brentwood in a long time. Come check it out for yourself!
Susan Leathers is editor of Brentwood Home Page. Click here to read previous columns. Email her at susan@brentwoodhomepage.com
Thursday, June 16, 2011
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
Gas prices continue to cause slow burn
Maybe when it comes to Brentwood’s gas prices, a little perspective might help. The average price for a gallon of gas nationally Sunday was $3.71. So that's the good news.
The bad is that there’s no need to average the cost here since it seems every station within a half mile radius of the Franklin Road and Old Hickory Boulevard intersections always charges the same thing. On Sunday, that price was $3.65.
I know this isn’t breaking news to anyone who lives here, or who routinely makes the trek to Costco to pay about 15 cents less per gallon. I know people who now buy everything they possibly can at Kroger in order to take advantage of its partnership with Shell, which offers a discount IF enough Kroger points have been earned. I never seem to reach that point.
Nope, this is about a road trip I took this weekend to South Carolina. Since I was (as always) running late to hit the road Saturday afternoon, I pulled into one of our fine stations and filled up at $3.67. That tank got me all the way to Greenville.
Almost exactly 24 hours later, I pulled into a Greenville station and filled up the tank at $3.35 a gallon. If I had paid with cash, it would have been $3.08. I saw a few $3.36 and $3.37 a gallon stations too.
That tank got me home, but I couldn’t help but notice gas prices on billboards across S.C., North Carolina and Tennessee. They were all lower than here at home.
Unfortunately now I have to fill up again. Costco here I come.
Did you see the story on scooters in the big paper on Sunday? I think that’s the answer for me. It makes perfect sense, since almost everything I do is within a two-mile radius of the former home office. Or maybe I’ll get one of those cut new Nissan Leafs. Or I guess I could … walk.
Let’s not go there. At least not until October.
More new columns on the way
Have you been reading our new columns? Today be sure to check out Bob McKinney's What I Know column on the front page and Arnelle Adcock's Business Matters in Business. Did you know you can take home an opened bottle of wine you’ve purchased in a restaurant? I didn’t realize that until Friday’s Saucy Sister’s Lift Your Spirits column in Food & Drink. And Jodi Rall is hitting her stride “In the Bubble” in Lifestyle.
Later this week we’ll introduce two more columnists to the mix. We’re pretty sure you’re going to be as excited about them as we are. Stay tuned for details.
Susan Leathers is editor of Brentwood Home Page. Click here to read previous columns. Email her at susan@brentwoodhomepage.com
Maybe when it comes to Brentwood’s gas prices, a little perspective might help. The average price for a gallon of gas nationally Sunday was $3.71. So that's the good news.
The bad is that there’s no need to average the cost here since it seems every station within a half mile radius of the Franklin Road and Old Hickory Boulevard intersections always charges the same thing. On Sunday, that price was $3.65.
I know this isn’t breaking news to anyone who lives here, or who routinely makes the trek to Costco to pay about 15 cents less per gallon. I know people who now buy everything they possibly can at Kroger in order to take advantage of its partnership with Shell, which offers a discount IF enough Kroger points have been earned. I never seem to reach that point.
Nope, this is about a road trip I took this weekend to South Carolina. Since I was (as always) running late to hit the road Saturday afternoon, I pulled into one of our fine stations and filled up at $3.67. That tank got me all the way to Greenville.
Almost exactly 24 hours later, I pulled into a Greenville station and filled up the tank at $3.35 a gallon. If I had paid with cash, it would have been $3.08. I saw a few $3.36 and $3.37 a gallon stations too.
That tank got me home, but I couldn’t help but notice gas prices on billboards across S.C., North Carolina and Tennessee. They were all lower than here at home.
Unfortunately now I have to fill up again. Costco here I come.
Did you see the story on scooters in the big paper on Sunday? I think that’s the answer for me. It makes perfect sense, since almost everything I do is within a two-mile radius of the former home office. Or maybe I’ll get one of those cut new Nissan Leafs. Or I guess I could … walk.
Let’s not go there. At least not until October.
More new columns on the way
Have you been reading our new columns? Today be sure to check out Bob McKinney's What I Know column on the front page and Arnelle Adcock's Business Matters in Business. Did you know you can take home an opened bottle of wine you’ve purchased in a restaurant? I didn’t realize that until Friday’s Saucy Sister’s Lift Your Spirits column in Food & Drink. And Jodi Rall is hitting her stride “In the Bubble” in Lifestyle.
Later this week we’ll introduce two more columnists to the mix. We’re pretty sure you’re going to be as excited about them as we are. Stay tuned for details.
Susan Leathers is editor of Brentwood Home Page. Click here to read previous columns. Email her at susan@brentwoodhomepage.com
Thursday, June 9, 2011
Preaching the word, pepper spraying police don't mix
I shouldn't admit this, but I smiled when I learned Sunday that Glynis Bethel had been arrested in downtown Nashville, charged with two counts of assault and one count of resisting an officer. Bethel, you may recall, is half of the "fire and brimstone preaching" couple who with their three teenage children have held Brentwood and now Metro Nashville hostage in recent weeks.
For the record, I'm one of many – and I mean many – people here who have been listed in lawsuits the Bethels have tried to file with the U.S. District Attorney's office. Judge Todd Campbell (proclaimed a "wicked bastard" by Glynis on her Twitter site) has denied their petition of poverty which would allow the suits to be filed without paying a mandated $300 fee.
What put Glynis in jail? She allegedly pepper sprayed two people, a young woman and a Metro Nashville police officer. Her bond was set at $10,000. According to MNPD spokesman Don Aaron Wednesday morning, she has posted bond and been released.
Lord only knows what will happen this week with the CMA Music Fest happening downtown.
With the exception of their first appearances in Brentwood when they repeated a scenario they had played out in public schools across several states – trying to enroll their children under the guise of being homeless – and a subsequent altercation with a Brentwood High parent at one of the demonstrations the Bethels held outside of the school in April, BHP along with most local media outfits have not covered the family's antics because they are not news. They instead are a self-made spectacle that thrives on attention.
But the family has cost local governments, school districts and now every citizen in Brentwood a lot, in the way of money, time, manpower and added regulations not to mention aggravation.
The recent additions to the Brentwood Library's conduct policy? You can call it the Bethel Code. The family from Loxley, Ala. forced the Brentwood Library Board and City Commission to take action that had not been considered or needed here earlier, though other libraries, such as the Downtown Nashville one have had to implement similar policies in recent years.
The Bethels are bullies. Until the recent arrest, they've been trying to play everyone like pawns and they are good at it. They've had years of practice.
I've been proud to observe how Brentwood and Williamson County have responded to them publicly – with stiff backs and quiet reserve. But as every Brentwood school child who has completed bullying training knows, it takes someone to finally stand up to a bully to stop the abuse.
Nashville Police did, and it appears they had true cause.
On June 4, shortly before 1:20 a.m., Kiara Cannon was walking with friends on Broadway near Second Avenue in downtown Nashville when they saw a group of people arguing. A few of her friends began to debate with "a group of people who were wearing bright yellow shirts that stated 'GOD HATES GAYS' and 'GOD HATES WHORES,'" Cannon stated in a police report. She stepped in to separate a friend from the argument. "When I turned back around, Ms Bethel sprayed me in the face with pepper spray. Sgt Blackburn was nearby in plainclothes and caught the incident on tape," she reported.
Since the Bethels often record their own interactions with people to use as evidence against those they feel are persecuting them, it seems fitting that someone else did the same to them.
After a disorderly person call was put out, Officer Bob Haught was among the Metro officers who responded. He reported that as officers were gathering information on the incident, Glynis tried to leave. "As I was walking toward her to stop her, she sprayed me in the face with pepper spray," the police report states.
It wasn't the first time in recent weeks one of the Bethels has allegedly pepper sprayed someone downtown. It was the first time charges were pressed.
I love our country and our constitutional rights to freedom of speech and freedom of religion, even when at times those freedoms cause me to cringe when I see how some choose to use them.
This time the issue wasn't constitutional, it was criminal. I'll be surprised if Glynis can chant her way out of this one.
I do hope, but don't expect, it will quiet her.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
I shouldn't admit this, but I smiled when I learned Sunday that Glynis Bethel had been arrested in downtown Nashville, charged with two counts of assault and one count of resisting an officer. Bethel, you may recall, is half of the "fire and brimstone preaching" couple who with their three teenage children have held Brentwood and now Metro Nashville hostage in recent weeks.
For the record, I'm one of many – and I mean many – people here who have been listed in lawsuits the Bethels have tried to file with the U.S. District Attorney's office. Judge Todd Campbell (proclaimed a "wicked bastard" by Glynis on her Twitter site) has denied their petition of poverty which would allow the suits to be filed without paying a mandated $300 fee.
What put Glynis in jail? She allegedly pepper sprayed two people, a young woman and a Metro Nashville police officer. Her bond was set at $10,000. According to MNPD spokesman Don Aaron Wednesday morning, she has posted bond and been released.
Lord only knows what will happen this week with the CMA Music Fest happening downtown.
With the exception of their first appearances in Brentwood when they repeated a scenario they had played out in public schools across several states – trying to enroll their children under the guise of being homeless – and a subsequent altercation with a Brentwood High parent at one of the demonstrations the Bethels held outside of the school in April, BHP along with most local media outfits have not covered the family's antics because they are not news. They instead are a self-made spectacle that thrives on attention.
But the family has cost local governments, school districts and now every citizen in Brentwood a lot, in the way of money, time, manpower and added regulations not to mention aggravation.
The recent additions to the Brentwood Library's conduct policy? You can call it the Bethel Code. The family from Loxley, Ala. forced the Brentwood Library Board and City Commission to take action that had not been considered or needed here earlier, though other libraries, such as the Downtown Nashville one have had to implement similar policies in recent years.
The Bethels are bullies. Until the recent arrest, they've been trying to play everyone like pawns and they are good at it. They've had years of practice.
I've been proud to observe how Brentwood and Williamson County have responded to them publicly – with stiff backs and quiet reserve. But as every Brentwood school child who has completed bullying training knows, it takes someone to finally stand up to a bully to stop the abuse.
Nashville Police did, and it appears they had true cause.
On June 4, shortly before 1:20 a.m., Kiara Cannon was walking with friends on Broadway near Second Avenue in downtown Nashville when they saw a group of people arguing. A few of her friends began to debate with "a group of people who were wearing bright yellow shirts that stated 'GOD HATES GAYS' and 'GOD HATES WHORES,'" Cannon stated in a police report. She stepped in to separate a friend from the argument. "When I turned back around, Ms Bethel sprayed me in the face with pepper spray. Sgt Blackburn was nearby in plainclothes and caught the incident on tape," she reported.
Since the Bethels often record their own interactions with people to use as evidence against those they feel are persecuting them, it seems fitting that someone else did the same to them.
After a disorderly person call was put out, Officer Bob Haught was among the Metro officers who responded. He reported that as officers were gathering information on the incident, Glynis tried to leave. "As I was walking toward her to stop her, she sprayed me in the face with pepper spray," the police report states.
It wasn't the first time in recent weeks one of the Bethels has allegedly pepper sprayed someone downtown. It was the first time charges were pressed.
I love our country and our constitutional rights to freedom of speech and freedom of religion, even when at times those freedoms cause me to cringe when I see how some choose to use them.
This time the issue wasn't constitutional, it was criminal. I'll be surprised if Glynis can chant her way out of this one.
I do hope, but don't expect, it will quiet her.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
A lesson about filling life's basket with too much stuff
It hit me first as I was trying to decide between the 24-roll package of Kirkland-brand toilet tissue and the super-soft and new-and- improved Charmin while shopping Saturday at Brentwood’s Costco. It hit again when I put three 44-ounce bottles of catsup in my basket.
Who was I shopping for? Not a growing family of four that includes two teenage boys, for sure.
With one son now a college graduate and another working at a camp in Arkansas for the summer, we’re bona fide empty nesters. In fact, since it seems like my husband and I are rarely home at the same time these days, and Lord knows I seldom cook, do I really need to buy six boxes of pasta or five pounds of ground beef or a huge bag of salad greens at one time?
For years I could not understand why my now 79-year-old mother continues to keep the side-by-side refrigerator freezer in her kitchen, the big freezer in the utility room and the “extra” refrigerator in the garage packed with food. Now I get it: She never got used to her family of six becoming a family of two.
That woman could eat out of her freezer for two years and never have to go to the grocery store. She says she needs and uses it all. My siblings and I pray for the power to go off at least once a year so she is forced to clean it out occasionally and start over.
I think I'm following in her footsteps and I don't know if I like it.
The above all came back to mind in a very weird way Saturday night while watching one of the many TV news crews who had gathered at the home of Trace and Rhonda Adkins after a huge fire destroyed most of their belongings.
“It’s just stuff,” Rhonda Adkins told one of reporters on the scene in Brentwood’s BonBrook neighborhood.
She wasn’t being disrespectful of her family’s belongings, she was just putting them into the proper perspective. Her children escaped unharmed. Her nanny and the daughter of a neighbor were OK.
Stuff can be replaced. Loved ones can’t.
We all have too much stuff, and sometimes toilet paper. Do we have enough loved ones? I hope so.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
It hit me first as I was trying to decide between the 24-roll package of Kirkland-brand toilet tissue and the super-soft and new-and- improved Charmin while shopping Saturday at Brentwood’s Costco. It hit again when I put three 44-ounce bottles of catsup in my basket.
Who was I shopping for? Not a growing family of four that includes two teenage boys, for sure.
With one son now a college graduate and another working at a camp in Arkansas for the summer, we’re bona fide empty nesters. In fact, since it seems like my husband and I are rarely home at the same time these days, and Lord knows I seldom cook, do I really need to buy six boxes of pasta or five pounds of ground beef or a huge bag of salad greens at one time?
For years I could not understand why my now 79-year-old mother continues to keep the side-by-side refrigerator freezer in her kitchen, the big freezer in the utility room and the “extra” refrigerator in the garage packed with food. Now I get it: She never got used to her family of six becoming a family of two.
That woman could eat out of her freezer for two years and never have to go to the grocery store. She says she needs and uses it all. My siblings and I pray for the power to go off at least once a year so she is forced to clean it out occasionally and start over.
I think I'm following in her footsteps and I don't know if I like it.
The above all came back to mind in a very weird way Saturday night while watching one of the many TV news crews who had gathered at the home of Trace and Rhonda Adkins after a huge fire destroyed most of their belongings.
“It’s just stuff,” Rhonda Adkins told one of reporters on the scene in Brentwood’s BonBrook neighborhood.
She wasn’t being disrespectful of her family’s belongings, she was just putting them into the proper perspective. Her children escaped unharmed. Her nanny and the daughter of a neighbor were OK.
Stuff can be replaced. Loved ones can’t.
We all have too much stuff, and sometimes toilet paper. Do we have enough loved ones? I hope so.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
Lovin' our B: Serving up news, and maybe a little chicken
Have you seen our new signage outside of our new office at the Town Center Roundabout? Our signature B is definitely eye-catching, which is why we paid the big bucks for it. But the first time Kelly and I saw it, driving back to the office from a meeting, we both burst out laughing.
“It’s terrible!” Kelly said.
“It looks like a Broaster Chicken store!” I responded.
What took us by surprise was the white background on our B that definitely made it “pop” as our sign guy said it would. Can’t blame him, we gave him the green light. And as time has passed, and reader after reader tells us they’ve “seen your B!” or “Now I know where your new office is,” we’ve grown to love it. Plus, neither one of us was looking forward to getting up on a ladder with an X-Acto knife and trying to trim the white away.
I continued to use the Broaster Chicken line anytime I gave directions to our new digs. “Just look for the building that looks like you could pick up two legs and a thigh of broasted chicken,” I’d say.
Imagine my surprise a few Saturdays ago when I was screaming down Franklin Road, late to cover the opening of the city’s first dog park. Just before getting to Concord Road, a bright red and blue sign caught my eye outside the Brentwood Market.
“Genuine Broaster Chicken” it read.
Making the world even smaller, after all of the hoopla had died down at the dog park that morning, a couple came in with one of the biggest dogs I’d ever seen. Tiberius, a young Saint Bernard, dwarfed all of her fellow canines. Of course I had to take her picture and get her story for BHP.
Turns out her owners are Archie and Deonna Miller – who just recently bought the Brentwood Market. When he told me that, I laughed out loud again, then shared the story of our B.
Coincidence? I don’t think so.
It took me a while, but on Wednesday I made a special trip to the market to try out the “Genuine Broaster Chicken.”
Folks, despite my love of food, I have not eaten chicken or turkey skin in years. Guess that’s my way of being “healthy.” Well, I’m here to tell you that I not only ate the skin, I think I would have eaten the bones if that had been possible.
You’ll find my review in our Food & Drinks section today, along with our new wine & spirits column, being penned for us by the Saucy Sisters, Barbara Nowak and Beverly Wichman. Look for more food coverage in the weeks and months ahead. And if you know of a great food story we could consider, let me know.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
Have you seen our new signage outside of our new office at the Town Center Roundabout? Our signature B is definitely eye-catching, which is why we paid the big bucks for it. But the first time Kelly and I saw it, driving back to the office from a meeting, we both burst out laughing.
“It’s terrible!” Kelly said.
“It looks like a Broaster Chicken store!” I responded.
What took us by surprise was the white background on our B that definitely made it “pop” as our sign guy said it would. Can’t blame him, we gave him the green light. And as time has passed, and reader after reader tells us they’ve “seen your B!” or “Now I know where your new office is,” we’ve grown to love it. Plus, neither one of us was looking forward to getting up on a ladder with an X-Acto knife and trying to trim the white away.
I continued to use the Broaster Chicken line anytime I gave directions to our new digs. “Just look for the building that looks like you could pick up two legs and a thigh of broasted chicken,” I’d say.
Imagine my surprise a few Saturdays ago when I was screaming down Franklin Road, late to cover the opening of the city’s first dog park. Just before getting to Concord Road, a bright red and blue sign caught my eye outside the Brentwood Market.
“Genuine Broaster Chicken” it read.
Making the world even smaller, after all of the hoopla had died down at the dog park that morning, a couple came in with one of the biggest dogs I’d ever seen. Tiberius, a young Saint Bernard, dwarfed all of her fellow canines. Of course I had to take her picture and get her story for BHP.
Turns out her owners are Archie and Deonna Miller – who just recently bought the Brentwood Market. When he told me that, I laughed out loud again, then shared the story of our B.
Coincidence? I don’t think so.
It took me a while, but on Wednesday I made a special trip to the market to try out the “Genuine Broaster Chicken.”
Folks, despite my love of food, I have not eaten chicken or turkey skin in years. Guess that’s my way of being “healthy.” Well, I’m here to tell you that I not only ate the skin, I think I would have eaten the bones if that had been possible.
You’ll find my review in our Food & Drinks section today, along with our new wine & spirits column, being penned for us by the Saucy Sisters, Barbara Nowak and Beverly Wichman. Look for more food coverage in the weeks and months ahead. And if you know of a great food story we could consider, let me know.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
Town Center Saturdays has noisy competition, and a few love notes
So, are you over the cicadas yet?
I’ve got big news if you just can’t get enough of the noisy winged things. An official Nashville Cicada Festival 2024 is already in the works! It’s set for May 18, 2024 from noon to 11:30 p.m. Organizer Jeff Bradford has already gotten 60 affirmative RSVPs on the Nashville Cicada Festival 2024 Facebook page. The citywide festival will feature a cicada art show, cicada cook-off, cicada beauty contest, cicada-inspired music, cicada fashion and “much more,” says Jeff, an old newspaper guy who now owns a very successful Nashville PR firm.
I’m not positive, but I think I am on the official steering committee. Jeff must have heard about my years of work to establish the Brentwood Mole Fest, which was thankfully overshadowed by Town Center Saturdays.
A location for the 2024 Cicada Fest is still being sought. One steering committee member has suggested “a field with lots of mature trees and plenty of cold, frosty 'Bugweiser.'” Good thing we have 13 more years to work out the details.
Luckily for us, all the details have been worked out for the next Town Center Saturday, planned for June 18. Let’s see: The cicada invasion lasts four to six weeks depending upon what source you check. They started hatching – and buzzing – in mid May. Here's hoping we have a cicada-free TCS festival, farm market and overall great time.
I have some romance news to share: First, happy 24th anniversary to the best business partner anyone can have, Kelly Gilfillan and her husband Dave. They must have gotten married when they were teenagers because Larry and I are celebrating our silver anniversary in August and we’re a LOT older than they are.
Also, a big congratulations to City Commissioner Anne Dunn and her husband John. Their daughter Amy was married Sunday. How did I know? I saw Anne in the recently reopened Brentwood Shoney’s just hours before the ceremony.
Now that’s what I call one laid back mother of the bride.
Speaking of weddings and anniversaries, we’re ramping up our coverage of special events like these. If you have a wedding in your future, Brentwood Home Page would love to post an engagement announcement. A wedding? One of those landmark anniversaries?
We’re working on new forms that will be super-easy to fill out, but until we have those ready to roll, we invite our readers celebrating special passages in their lives to send us announcements and a picture to share with friends and family via BHP in our Lifestyles section. Send your announcement to brea@brentwoodhomepage.com, along with the name and a daytime telephone number of a contact person.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
So, are you over the cicadas yet?
I’ve got big news if you just can’t get enough of the noisy winged things. An official Nashville Cicada Festival 2024 is already in the works! It’s set for May 18, 2024 from noon to 11:30 p.m. Organizer Jeff Bradford has already gotten 60 affirmative RSVPs on the Nashville Cicada Festival 2024 Facebook page. The citywide festival will feature a cicada art show, cicada cook-off, cicada beauty contest, cicada-inspired music, cicada fashion and “much more,” says Jeff, an old newspaper guy who now owns a very successful Nashville PR firm.
I’m not positive, but I think I am on the official steering committee. Jeff must have heard about my years of work to establish the Brentwood Mole Fest, which was thankfully overshadowed by Town Center Saturdays.
A location for the 2024 Cicada Fest is still being sought. One steering committee member has suggested “a field with lots of mature trees and plenty of cold, frosty 'Bugweiser.'” Good thing we have 13 more years to work out the details.
Luckily for us, all the details have been worked out for the next Town Center Saturday, planned for June 18. Let’s see: The cicada invasion lasts four to six weeks depending upon what source you check. They started hatching – and buzzing – in mid May. Here's hoping we have a cicada-free TCS festival, farm market and overall great time.
I have some romance news to share: First, happy 24th anniversary to the best business partner anyone can have, Kelly Gilfillan and her husband Dave. They must have gotten married when they were teenagers because Larry and I are celebrating our silver anniversary in August and we’re a LOT older than they are.
Also, a big congratulations to City Commissioner Anne Dunn and her husband John. Their daughter Amy was married Sunday. How did I know? I saw Anne in the recently reopened Brentwood Shoney’s just hours before the ceremony.
Now that’s what I call one laid back mother of the bride.
Speaking of weddings and anniversaries, we’re ramping up our coverage of special events like these. If you have a wedding in your future, Brentwood Home Page would love to post an engagement announcement. A wedding? One of those landmark anniversaries?
We’re working on new forms that will be super-easy to fill out, but until we have those ready to roll, we invite our readers celebrating special passages in their lives to send us announcements and a picture to share with friends and family via BHP in our Lifestyles section. Send your announcement to brea@brentwoodhomepage.com, along with the name and a daytime telephone number of a contact person.
Originally posted in the Brentwood Home Page.
Monday, March 8, 2010
Checking in, I know it's been awhile...
Greetings all!
I hope you've been following BrentWord at www.brentwoodhomepage.com. But today for some reason, I thought I needed to check back in here.
It's going to be a busy week around here. The Brentwood High School spring musical, Little Shop of Horrors, opens Thursday night and we're expecting a slew of company. Thomas is the man-eating plant, so his voice will star instead of his body this year. There are some tremendous high school productions coming up. Check out this link for details, and look for additional coverage as each gets closer.
What's going on in your neck of the woods? If you have a story idea, please let me know!
Susan
I hope you've been following BrentWord at www.brentwoodhomepage.com. But today for some reason, I thought I needed to check back in here.
It's going to be a busy week around here. The Brentwood High School spring musical, Little Shop of Horrors, opens Thursday night and we're expecting a slew of company. Thomas is the man-eating plant, so his voice will star instead of his body this year. There are some tremendous high school productions coming up. Check out this link for details, and look for additional coverage as each gets closer.
What's going on in your neck of the woods? If you have a story idea, please let me know!
Susan
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