#2,210 Spaghetti Dinner.
by Erin Napier
Tonight the framily gathered at Jim and Mal’s for spaghetti and pound cake with a fire crackling in the kitchen.
It’s finally down in the 20s, which is just the way I like it in January. It feels so good to be buried in my favorite huge sweatshirt and cozy Sorrel boots.
If you’re on facebook, it’s really weird and cool that there is now an official page for Home Town! If you click here and like the page, you’ll get to see all the behind the scenes stuff and stay up to date on plans for a premiere party and whatnot.
This still doesn’t seem real. It’s in 2 weeks, y’all. 14 days. FOURTEEN DAYS. I hope I don’t sound like a country bumpkin on TV. I hope I don’t do anything too embarrassing. I hope you like what we do with the house. I’m sorta nervous and feeling naked out here on a stage right about now… Which led to prayers in church this morning for God’s protection around my heart and mind while life is weird and exposed for a while, and that He would shine through us if at all possible when people finally see this thing. That’s a tall order. Fingers crossed.
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I’m Erin Napier, co-owner of Laurel Mercantile Co. and Scotsman Co. with my husband, Ben. I’m an artist and he’s a craftsman and we help people moving to our town find and restore old houses on HGTV’s Home Town. In an effort to count my blessings, this journal has documented only the good things that happen on each and every day of my life since January 1, 2010. I am a wife, a daughter, a homebody, a bubble bath lover, a book reader, a sentimental, stressed out, slightly obsessive southerner. Welcome!