All smiles because it was Friday! Too bad now it is Sunday :(. But let’s talk weekend shall we?
On Friday after work I raced around the house to bake up some snickerdoodles to bring over to Jeff and Liz’s for a pot luck/backyard/hangsesh. I went a little overboard on the baking soda thus making them a bit cakey but, the flavor was triumphant! I also ate my weight in bean dip and drank enough Admiral and Cokes for 3 people. We headed out to a bar later on and I danced and was merry! Until I slammed my thumb in the bathroom stall door and experienced pain that I am going to guess was equal to child birth and instantly developed a blood blister. Talk abouta buzz kill!
It was so painful that I honestly couldn’t concentrate on anything else the rest of the time we were there and decided I was ready for bed.
On Saturday morning after Scooter left for work i decided to be productive and start my day with a run. We live within walking distance of the river walk so I thought I might as well utilize it even though it kind of creeps me out. But it’s 9 am, what weird things could possibly at 9 am.
Let me tell you about the weird things that happen at 9 am.
I get to the end of my street and turn the bend to go down to the end of the street the riverwalk is on when I see a man in the far distance. I assume he is just a fellow walking his dog and continue running towards him. As I get closer, i can see he has no dog, is wobbling all over the place and clearly homeless/on drugs. He sees me and begins to bark at me.
I instantly got incredibly freaked out and made the decision that I didn’t care how rude i was about to look ( even if it was to a wacky homeless dude) I was turning around and going home. At this point we were very aware of one another and as I turned back and started walking he starts yelling at me about the fact that I was running away from him and continuing to bark. I still don’t quite understand the barking, but it freaked me out regardless.
Then I ran the fastest I think I ever have back to my house and locked every door and window terrified this man would see where I went and try and hunt me down. I spent the better part of an hour peaking out the window to make sure he was gone and did my running on the treadmill upstairs instead. But with ever creak and sound my heart raced a bit that he had found out where I was.
I have always been uneasy about sketchy people, as I am sure most people are. But i just mean that even when I was a kid, the idea of stranger and being kid-napped absolutely terrified me. I haven’t felt that uncomfortable and afraid in a very long time and especially in my own neighborhood. Hope the police picked up that weirdo so I can run freely again!
So after all that drama we had some friends over our house for dinner and drinks and bug bites.A lovely time was had by all! Or me at least.
And here are some photos that document it all. Not the scary man, but the rest of my weekend:
^^^^^Cornholin’. After a few rounds I was actually a bit better than I thought! At least compared to bocce bail.
^^^ It’s important to look like your individual Garfield coaster.
^^^ Brittany nannies for twins, so I had to squeeze my fat ass in between two car seats to ride in her car.
^^^ We tend to end up hanging out places that girls dance on bars/tables/ledges/what have you and on this particular night one was shaking her tush and knocked over my pal Erich, which was probably the highlight of my evening.
^^^ Onward to selfie Saturday!
^^^ BONUS: here is a picture I have no memory of taking of my beautiful new blood blister.
Oh yesterday. You were really one of “those” days if I ever saw one. it started out promising, went for a morning run in my favorite neighborhood, came home and enjoyed my coffee and breakfast while I checked things around the internet and eventually got myself dressed to go run the errands for the birthday party of the dude up there.
That is when life decided “Gibs, today we are just gonna eff with ya”.
I started my errands at Target where I found a great new lampshade on sale that would like just adorable in my kitchen. As I was leaving Target, heading to Walmart for the groceries for the party, I noticed the air conditioner in my car had not been working all morning and my temperature gauge was going uuuuppp and doowwnn and upppp and dowwwn. I had a coolant leak in my car in high school and when that gauge went way up, it started to get scary. So i knew it wasn’t good.
Annoyed, I stomped my way into Walmart bothered by every single person in there that was clearly only there to get in my way. When I finally finished I handed over my credit card for the 75 dollars I managed to spend in there. Side note: How does that happen? What did I even buy?! it was all groceries for one gathering of people! And most of it was vegetables!!
The car continued to suck the entire way home. I made it home and first things first wanted to put my new lampshade on the lamp!
It didn’t fit.
Alright, well I will start baking, let’s turn spotify on the stereo.
The cord to do so is at someone else’ house.
Fine. I will use my computer. Let’s get out the baking supplies for the brownie cookies. Open cook book, and check back of brownie box (combo recipe). box calls for 2 eggs.
We only have 1 egg, as that was all the cook book called for and I forgot to check the back of the brownie box for what ingredients it needed.
I ask Scooter to pick up eggs on his way home and decide to relax a bit until then. He comes home, messes around with my car, realizes it has no coolant in it at ALL adds some, and things look back to normal. Things are looking up! (Only to be told this morning by my mother “cars don’t just need coolant, there is a reason it was out”) So we will see I suppose.
Take my eggs into the kitchen and begin following the brownie box first. Adding into two eggs, oil, and water. Okay done. Whats next very easy looking recipe?! Add another egg? That’s weird because the box already made me add two eggs and now you want a third……oh…
I was only supposed to use the dry mix and only add the recipe ingredients. Not follow the box.
Spent the next twenty minutes adding flour trying to thicken it up so it was a cookie dough consistency and not brownie consistency but to no avail. I thought, I will freeze it for a while, it will thicken up then! Stuck it in the freezer, got a shower and thought, “I am a genius. The dough has thickened lets get these bad boys baked!”
They melted out immediately after putting them into the oven into flat pancake looking brownies. FINE I WILL GO TO INSOMNIA AND BUY HIM SOME BIRTHDAY COOKIES.
Drive to Insomnia and it isn’t open yet.
Go to the grocery store to pick up a handful of things we forgot to get incuding some gross cookies.
Bag breaks as I am leaving the store.
Go to krispy Kreme to pick up donuts.
EMLOYEE WILL NOT GIVE ME MY CHANGE UNTIL I CAN TELL HER WHAT I SHOULD GET BACK. Lady, I don’t have time for this! Give me my $4.40 and my donuts and stop testing my math skills.
I finally got home in time to get ready for the party and the evening went swimmingly after that. But what a damn afternoon!
That all being said, let’s move onto some photos of my swell fellas birthday party. I can’t say enough good things about that man of mine other than he deserves every bit of fun his birthday provides him. I only managed to get one picture of him all night as he was off running around, but here are some goodies :)
Donuts for all! Also, let me just say how much those straws stink for actually drinking out of. They are paper, so naturally, they start to bend and fall apart like paper making them useless halfway through your first mojito! But they look cute, and that is all that matters.
jeff stayed home, but “Zach” came and kept me entertained all night.
Just a quick bathroom selfie!
This intoxicated girl thought “Zach” was the greatest and insisted on having her photo taken with him repeatedly because “You look like Bernie!!!”
And the only photo of the birthday boy after we won a bunch of hats and glasses!
Way too many drinks and a Beezers sandwhich later, I finally got him home. But I would dub it a successful birthday indeed!
P.S Why do I always hide that chambrey Target tunic in my closet?! Whenever I remember I have it it’s like a little outfit miracle.
I like the rain. And it’s one of those things I feel like I have to pretend I dislike to fit in with everyone else and their complaints about it. But the truth is, I like it. A lot. It’s cozy and comfortable and allows me to be lazy without feeling bad that I am not outside in the sunshine.
Anybody else? I know there is more than just me out there…
One of my favorite rainy day activities is to make myself some coffee and work on the Etsy shop. Tweaking little bits of it, updating the blog, posting on the Facebook, listing new items, all of it! I love it! I don’t know why I enjoy it so much more during crap weather, but I do.
Speaking of, I just read a great post on one of my favorite blogs( Maidai ) about working full time and pursuing dream job, well, dreams. It was super inspiring and reading about her recent departure from the corporate world to self employment always captures my attention. JUST TELL ME WHAT I HAVE TO DO AND I WILL DO IT.
We should probably start with not letting me model ever again ;) Although, big ups to our pal Alicia for taking these for us. Love that lady.
I’d love to hear from anyone else who has made Etsy a full-time job or used it as a vehicle towards something else!
This weekend my family flew in from New Jersey to spend some time at the new beach house. it was my parents and my dad’s two sisters, whom are wonderful, and Scoots and I together and it was nothing but good times and laughs all the way through!
We witnessed a giant shark eat a baby shark while enjoying beers on the pier, visited a winery, caught some rays and cooked up some delish food all in a jam packed two days. I also learned how to make a mojito! Which i will be putting to practice this weekend. So brace yourselves.
And now, here are a few photos from the weekend. None of which are of the actual beach because I have very rational fears about bringing electronics there.
First of all, for anyone who has spent time in either my college apartment or my current house, you know about the black baby doll who sits in various places. She is a huge topic amongst new guests. And I mean, can you blame them? She is a work of art! Anyway, the back story is while we were vacationing in Canada (tropical, I know) a few summers ago, my dad went into a thrift store and bought me this porcelain african american baby doll to make up for my size african american barbie i did not win and threw a temper tantrum over as a child. It is now a long time joke in my family. ANYWAY, when I put my things down in my bedroom at the beach house, what else is staring at me but ANOTHER one of these damn dolls! Same outfit and everything. This one though had a booklet with a back story.So now I am lucky enough to know baby “Danielle“‘s history. My dad and i have a special bond.
Scoots wearing really cool sunglasses while we drive to the winery!
This is the bottle I ended up buying. i am hoping if i drink enough of it, the name will start to have real meaning to me..;)
And here is a photo of me that my mother is framing in the house. As you can see, I sucked up all the good looks.
And last but CERTAINLY not least..
My sunburn. That somehow only ended up on my thighs. it is now Thursday and I can finally have any part of my skin there scrunched up without being in pain. Sunblock does nothing for me, I still cook like nobodies business.
so a big thanks to my family for being the best and always dishing the dirt on everybody back home to me. I live for family gossip.
I am going through a phase. A jewelry phase. Where I just want to trash all of mine and buy all the new cute and gold things I can get my hands on. Like this triangle gold ring that I could maybe afford if it was my wedding band. So if you have any inexpensive go-to accessory sites/stores, send em my way! Especially if they have any of the above ;)
I am going to hit you with another collage as I am in a very shoppy mood and have no extra funds to actually spend. But I think this one might be kind of fun and might be something I do every once and a while on here just for fun.
So without further ado, I give you five things I am loving and five things i would like to set on fire.
I don’t think I think to explain much about why I like what I like, but i do feel obligated to explain the things i don’t like.
For starters, It’s not that I dislike the Beatles, it’s that I dislike new Beatles t-shirts. If you are gonna act cool or liking an old band, at least buy a vintage tee. Moving right along, I get the cross trend. I even have a thing or two with a cross on them. But those leggings are obnoxious. I feel the same way about fringe. I get it. I got it two years ago when it was in, and it still okay sometimes in very small doses, but fringe bathing suits are terribly unflattering and make your tatas look silly. Also, I can’t imagine you not having strange tan spots from where the dangle. And lastly, these rompers. I like rompers. But not these rompers. The orange one is $400 and looks like a prison jumpsuit while the second is AWFULLY SHORT YOUNG LADY. I will admit, if the second was longer I would like it just fine, but since I don’t have the legs for booty shorts, it is going on the do not wear list.
Hope your week has been lovely so far. I’ll be a little less snotty next time :)
I’d like to start off by saying just how thankful I am that I am not allergic to anything mother nature produces. I watch Scooter sneeze about 15 times a day (I am not kidding. I have never met someone who sneezes like this. (except Jeff, but he came after Scooter) It’s constant.) And I feel bad sometimes because I actually get frustrated when I am trying to talk to him and he is sneezing repeatedly. But what can he do right? He simply wasn’t blessed with my ability to inhale nature.
The constant need or tissues, Claritan, the indoors….not my thing. So here is my daily what-I-am-thankful-for. Maybe I will make that a new thing with this blogging re-birth. A daily what-I-am-thankful-for post.
Except probably not. Because I am not too good at sticking with things like that.
These changing seasons are also doing a number on my BeAuTy. Let’s talk about how I much I HATE blow drying my hair in the heat. Number one: because it is as hot as balls and even the thought of blowing hot air at my head makes me sweat and number 2: because I live in an old (as balls) house that has AC units and i the AC unit is on and the blow dryer is going, it blows the fuse every.single.time and thus you have zero power. And if you are anything like me, you get ready in next to nothing clothing wise, so now you have you put on pants (chore) go outside around the other side of the house and flip the switch.
You’d think I would remember my house does this after say the 10th time, but no.
But leaving my air to dry naturally withjust a little bit of product in it results in some major frizz and zero volume within moments of stepping out. It’s just a major bummer. And don’t even get me started on when it gets so hot your makeup starts to melt off. Ugh, worst.
What other white girl problems can I present you with tonight?
The plus side though to warmer weather means more fruits and vegetables! Recently I have been loving a spinach salad with with deli chicken, tomatoes and a touch of creamy italian dressing. Yum! The ladies at work always comment on how they don’t understand how that fills me up, but spinach is serious business, ya’ll. And besides, the thought of eating hot food when I am hot, kinddda makes me sick to my stomach.
I’ve missed this world of blogging. I spend so much time reading other people’s now that I no longer felt like i had time to keep my own. But I think it’s important. I love have documentation of my life and the little things and thoughts. I like hanging out by myself and letting it all out. I like leaving my mark. Creating a space that is 100% me put to life.
I just hope other people like the mark I am leaving :)
Here are some more photos of my summer kickoff weekend.
I feel like I spend a lot of time really appreciating South carolina and trying to make sure everyone else appreciates it just as much. But sometimes it’s just really great, and good, beautiful things happen!
This weekend was full of the most wonderful weather, hot air balloons, and a Third Eye Blind concert for a mere $15 (!! c’mon, where else do you get to see Third Eye Blind for 15 bucks?!)
Because that is just the thing. It’s fantastic to live in a place where hipster loves are not as huge and thus you get to enjoy cool things for less than half the cost. Does that make sense?
The weather here was perfect this weekend and I enjoyed every moment of it.
Also, I am happy to be back in blog world. But I am doing it a little different this time. Sticking to personal posts only. I’ve missed you, friends.
I think I am going to return to this wacky world. But on a more personal level.