I'm going to the Symphony! Rock on!
Is it really bad that I am most hoping I get to meet Frank Murphy? He reminds me so much of my own husband it's sometimes frightening. Not that they look anything alike...they don't. They just both tend to be a bit eccentric. In a way that makes me happy, apparently.
If you don't live in Knoxville (and yes, I know most of my readers don't live in Knoxville. Humor me) you can listen to my favorite radio station and the home of Frank online, whenever you'd like.
If you do live in Knoxville, you can go to the Symphony and maybe see Frank too! And me! And Angie! And her very nice husband Mark.
It should be a rocking time. Or a classical time. Or whatever.
I promise I'll act right.