So ladies & gents, it's time for some Shenanigans!
I went to our town's Marigold Festival this weekend and it was lots of fun in the sun. Seriously. I got a sunburn from being outside fully clothed for 4 hours.
Saturday morning I started out watching my niece Kjirsten play in her Varsity tennis tournament. My sister Heather assigned me the task of photographing some action shots of her since she was working a booth at the festival. Unfortunately, the way the tournament played out, I never got to watch a single match. I was pretty bummed not being able to see my baby girl play for the Varsity team. I am having a hard time believing she'll be 16 on Sunday!
At the parade, I met up with my brother-in-law and my nephews so that I could score some of their candy. It was honestly better than Halloween for them. They didn't have to wear costumes that were uncomfortable and made them sweat, and they didn't have to walk door to door. They just stood there and everyone who walked by with candy would say "Aww triplets!" and just give them handfuls. They have it so easy!
Since they attend a Christian school, they have become really familiar with and interested in Jesus. Once they saw him in the parade they started freaking out and saying "Why is that man following Jesus and hitting him?" It was really sad and sweet at the same time. Their favorite parts of the parade were obviously the John Deere tractors and the fast cars. Typical boy stuff that I don't relate to. Just give me some candy.
After the parade I hit up Art in the Park and got to fill up on Lemonade Shake-ups and cinnamon roasted-almonds. I was in fat girl heaven.
I guess I sort of forgot in all of my excitement that Art in the Park has a lot more of a country influence than I remembered. I didn't really find anything there that would go with my modern/contemporary home. The only things I ended up buying were a Pumpkin Spice candle from my favorite candle tent, and some letter photos spelling out my future last name that I eventually plan on framing. I have a tendency to idealistically build up things that I'm excited about just to be let down. I blame it on all the Disney movies I watched as a child.
Saturday night, Bradley and I attended our friend's Tara and Austin's wedding. I've known Austin since 2nd grade and Tara since 4th grade, so it was a little surreal to see the both of them marrying each other after all these years.
I was smokin' hot that night, so I'm going to graciously post several flattering pictures of myself and my equally hot friends.
|Bradley looks terrified of my beauty.|
We all had a great time hanging out with each other and getting white girl wasted. Celebrating the union of two people isn't complete until your best friend's husband takes over the dance floor and does the stanky leg like a pro. He also happens to be Bradley's best friend, but he's a lot cooler because he actually likes to have fun and laugh at his own expense.
The best part was having all 8 of us in the same place for a change. With there being so many of us, and having to pretend to be adults Monday-Friday, we rarely if ever get to all be together at once. I've known all of these girls the majority of my life. We have been through it all together, and it's so nice to celebrate a wedding together as well.
Did I mention I was smoking hot Saturday night?
Oh I did?
Anyways, draft beer is never my friend and I'm always so quick to forget this every single time. I hate getting those damn gassy belly aches and having to burp it all up. It really cramps my style. Pun intended.
When it was time to go home I was so drunk and cranky I made Bradley call my mom for a ride. My belly hurt too much to make a phone call. That's how dramatic I was/am. I deserve an Oscar.
Sunday morning I slept in until 7:45 (whoa now!) and decided to deep clean and sanitize my refrigerator. Some of my best work is done in the half drunk/half hungover purgatory the morning after drinking.
That picture is one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. I love a clean things, can you tell?
Then after breakfast we went up to wait for Holly at the finish line of the half marathon she was running. I snapped a picture of her approaching the finish, but I value the wonderful sisters-in-law relationship we have too much to post it ;)
Sunday afternoon I went with my sisters, my mom, and my nephews to have lunch and do some shopping, and then came home and spent time with Bradley's grandparents who came over to watch football. As much as I love them, I hate football. But I did get a lot of cool new stuff pinned on Pinterest, so that's a plus!
So now it's Monday, it's probably going to be Manic, and it certainly already sucks. I miss and love you Friday night, Saturday, and Sunday. Until we meet again. XoXo.