Shenanigans and Malarky

I spent another long weekend in the Black Hills last weekend to celebrate St. Patrick’s Day with some of my favorite people and foods!  Although, I did switch up the food choices significantly this trip, which caused my coworker to wonder alarmingly……”Were you not feeling well or something while you were out there!?!?”  I assure you, I was fine…..didn’t even wake up with a hangover any of the mornings!  Whoop whoop for partying like an adult!!

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First things first, I’m not going to attempt a 6 hour drive without a coffee the size of my head.  Yes, I know, this is just going to cause potty breaks somewhere down the line….something my father would be very disappointed in me doing….but desperate times call for desperate measures sometimes.  Luckily, Yankton entered the 21st century years ago with a drive through coffee shop…..much to my cousin’s snobby dismay.  Maybe more on this later, it’s not the theme of today’s story!

Upon my somewhat tardy arrival to Rapid City…..mostly due to potty breaks and extreme gas use due to hurricane force head winds…..I proceeded directly to my beautiful Russian Bestie’s house!  We were starving, so I didn’t even really stop to say hello to her beautiful, baby girl!  The sushi was calling our names!  We tried Jane’s favorite place, but there was apparently no one home.  The sign said OPEN…..but the doors were all locked up.  So, off to the new mall we went for Fuji and some baby clothes shopping!  I haven’t had an oppertunity to see the Russian in a bit over a year, so it was so good to just catch up and hang out like we did in college.  Ugh college…..the good ol days I guess!

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To quote my Russian, “Friends are like bras: close to your heart and there for support!”

I’m usually not much on babies, but the Russian and her Hubby have a very cute, very happy little one!  She even let me hold her for awhile without doing that ‘sensing the fear’ thing that bees and babies seem to have in common in response to me!  Plus she’s got a super stellar wardrobe that I had a fun time shopping around and adding too.  In addition to sushi and baby cuddles I got to try some wine from Moldova and a fancy Russian cake that basically had the taste and consistency of tiramisu without the addition of espresso.  All in all, a great way to spend a sunny Friday afternoon!

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Om nom nom nom!

 

After shopping and snacks I headed up in the Hills to Lil B’s house.  We initially had grand plans of getting Lewie’s…..but no one ended up feeling hungry.  Actually….I didn’t even make it out to Lewie’s this trip, which was a bit sad but I mean there’s always next time I guess!  I spent the night drinking. chatting, dancing around, and attempting to deter the girls from wanting to do makeover parties on my face.  My makeup brushes still haven’t recovered from the last blush heavy makeover! 🙂

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Blurry pic….but there’s wine, so life’s good!

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Bright eyed and bushy tailed….ready to start the day.  If you look closely at the picture, you’ll notice the BFB joining in on the coffee times!

Saturday morning Lil B and I had some nice quiet coffee time.  I suppose that’s what happens when you can hear the kiddos playing in their room until way past their usual bedtime.  Nothing wrong with letting them sleep in on a Saturday I suppose.  Eventually the littlest one climbed out of the blanket fort style sleeping situation they built for some breakfast.  This was shortly followed by all of us going out to meet Heinz for brunch, and much to my surprise…..the littlest one pounded down a second breakfast of toast and an egg.  Child after my own heart right there….no such thing as too much food….particularly breakfast foods!

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I will say, nothing much beats milling around and waiting for a table at the Hickok House to get a heaping plate of chile rellenos, hashbrowns, and eggs.  I’m not sure how they make the chili that they smother those little cheese stuffed puppies in, but I need to know.  Do you ever have that urge to get a job at a restaurant just so you can figure out some of the secret recipes and then quit?!  No…..!?  Maybe that’s just me.  The peppers seemed to be stuffed with extra cheese this time…..which made them especially amazeballs!

Saturday night we finally got up to some shenanigans, which may or may not have involved drinking in the street….which is allowed on St. Patrick’s Day…..and getting kicked out of a bar.  Now, I wasn’t the one who was kicked out, but when you’re out with your people and one of you gets told to leave…..proper protocol dictates that you all leave. I wasn’t in the bar to see the events that led to removal….I was of course in the street getting beer…..but I did hear about it the rest of the night.  Drama…..drama…..drama…..I tell you what.  St. Patrick’s Day in Deadwood is a bit like New Orleans all the time…..just constant booze and beer all day long, wherever you want to be drinking it.  It’s fine in small doses, but honestly isn’t a life I’d want any part of in the long term.  Does that mean I’m becoming old and finally growing up?!

Sunday afternoon I had lunch at the Loud American in Sturgis…..which I haven’t been to in years.  So long in fact, that the whole thing had been remodeled since the last time I was there.  Apparently it’s been done for at least 2 years….clearly I need to get out way more often.  I was also somewhat bummed that they have taken chicken tip tacos off the menu…..I guess things can’t always stay the way they were in the good ol’ days!

Sunday night, Lil B and I decided to take the girls to Spearfish for Taco Bell and Beauty and the Beast.  Don’t judge us on our Taco Bell habits…..it’s Lil Bs favorite fast food, and I have no problems at all pounding down a chalupa or two.  So bad….but so so good!  The new movie was good, although maybe a little long due to the addition of some new songs.  IDK, maybe I’m just an old school purist…..but I just wanted a live action version of the OG cartoon…..not some new and improved version.  Oh well, it was still very good, although it meant that the girls got home past bedtime on a school night.  Whoopsy!

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Laying in bed, formulating a plan…..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Movie night prep….which maybe caused me to teach a kindergartener how to read a PBR can….which maybe caused her to run around the house singing, “Pabst….Blue Ribbon Beer!” for several minutes…..which maybe caused Lil B and I to giggle about her possibly receiving a call from school the following day.      This….this is why I shouldn’t be trusted with children!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Them Taco Bell Snap Chat moments….

Monday morning Lil B and I got the girls off to school, stopped and got Starbucks, and then headed off to college.  Yes….I snuck into Anatomy class with B at BHSU.  Now this was weird for several reasons…..firstly, as a tried and true, dyed in the wool SDSMT heritage student, it felt wrong……very wrong to be on the BHSU campus.  It’s just not a thing that’s done honestly.  Second, I was less than impressed with her professor.  She assures me he’s very good and that this was just a test review day so he wasn’t really teaching…..but I’m skeptical honestly.  Thirdly, ALL THE THE GIRLS WERE TINY AND TOTALLY ADORABLE!  Was I that cute and adorable when I was in college?!  I’m trying to think back and remember that I was, that we all were, but I really don’t think that’s the way it was.  Maybe I can blame the fact that we all wore actual clothes…..jeans and shirts….and not just “athleisure” wear and maybe thats why?  High waisted yoga pants will do slimming wonders…..so honestly I think that’s what I’m just gonna go with.  I could have looked cute and little….fashion just wasn’t on my side!

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Lil B’s handwriting….vastly superior to mine!

I spent most of the rest of the day with Lil B at the hair salon while she got her hair done.  It was nice to just hang out and chat some more, plus there was the added benefit of making her go to Subway with her head all full of foils.  Ahhhh small town living….you’d never think of doing it at home, but out there, stuff like that just feels normal.  I ended up headed home much later than normal, but that’s fine by me.  Extra time spent in the Hills is never bad time.  Plus, now that Spring has sprung, the threat of driving home in the dark on crappy snow packed roads has mostly left us.  Now that I’ve written that, I’m sure we will get some sort of late season snow.  I’m sorry….don’t hate me.

It was, like all my trips West, a very good time.  Even though I didn’t get my jalapeño bacon cheese burger or phillies….I got steak tips, sushi, and Taco Bell and that works just fine for me!  I didn’t spend any of my time nursing a hangover which is nice but also slightly depressing at the same time.  Some of my best times bonding with my girl friends have been the times we’ve all been lying on beds or the couch hungover, laughing, and feeling like absolute butt hole.  It’s how we spent more Sunday’s than I care to talk about in college, and how we spend a rare weekend together now.  I say weekend now, because those mid 20 something hangovers linger!  If you’ve had one you know…..it’s not longer hours of hangover….it’s days!

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Birth Control 101

Now, I’m not sure that that’s an accurate description of my weekend, but Lil B informs me that it is.  I’ve been in the Hills with Lil B and her girls since Thursday night.  We’ve done all sorts of things, but it’s been a more adult weekend then most I spend out here. No concerts, bar hopping, or hangovers this time around.  This time we did “mom” things…..but there was wine, because there is always wine!

Friday morning, we dropped the girls off at school before going to lunch and doing some shopping.  You can’t drink and do face masks at night if you don’t have masks…..so we needed a trip to the store for the necessities.

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Lunch may or may not have involved a drink…..what else are two girls supposed to do on a Friday afternoon!?

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Our “Mom Line” school pick up game is strong!

Friday night we made spaghetti and cookies because growing swimmers need good carb fuel for swim meets. In possibly my least favorite part of the weekend, we did makeovers before bed. The girls were very concerned about my ability to find a boyfriend, so they decided to glam me up. I had glitter in my eyeballs and lipgloss formed a nice film all over my teeth and the inside of my mouth.

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Boyfriend hunting pro tip…..wear blush as foundation and blind them with glitter everywhere else!

 

Saturday and Sunday, Lil B and I spent the mornings reliving our youths by becoming swim team moms. Gone are the days of our racing suits when someone else organized our snacks and got us out of bed for weekend meets. We were now those moms, and we rocked it! Nothing got lost, left behind, or forgotten, and we weren’t late. Her daughter did awesome for her first swim meet!

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I love the calm that is a flat pool before the meet starts.

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We of course had to eat some of my favorite foods while I was out. Lewis’s burgers on Saturday after the swim meet, a fresh stock of Philly Ted’s, and ice cream tonight to celebrate a successful first swim meet!  We also swung past the BFB’s parents house to chat and drop off some dilly beans and poppy seed bread. Poppa got us all copies of the Reckless Kelly concert set list for Christmas, and I’m pretty excited about it!! 🙂

Tomorrow, I’ll make one last swing through the “Mom Line” to drop the girls off at school, and then it will be home to pick up my Scout-a-Roo!

I still don’t know that this weekend counts as birth control, but I do know that I have a huge appreciation for how hard my bestie works at making sure life is good and organized for her kiddos.  Mommas, especially single mommas, need to give themselves more credit for all the hard work and sacrifices they make for their kids!!

Wild West Country Weekend

I know I didn’t post a blog last week…..oopsy. But, I had a busy week. Monday I spent just over $400 on getting the caps on my broken front teeth fixed.  The plus side is I discovered my teeth are the whitest shade that they have that’s considered “natural”…shade A1, the downside is I had to spend that much money to realize that glorious little mood booster.  I packed a weeks worth of work into two days, and then I packed and fled the East side humidity with the Bitch Faced Bestie for some cooler weather and country fun!

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First things first…..the Terrainy needed an oil change. So I went to the dealership at 8am for my scheduled appointment for a 60,000 mile check and oil change.  Two hours later……I think all they did was change the oil and rotate the tires?!?!  So thanks for that dealership!  The delay lead to some snarky bestie texts…..

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When the besties are getting antsy and you have to tell them to calm their party pants down!

So I ran across town, picked up the BFB, we stopped for coffee, and we were off!

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Big adventures require big coffees!

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Road tripping shenanigans!

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Found this Airstream at the gas station in Kadoka……I need it!

We arrived at Lil B’s house, unpacked the car, and the headed to the BFB’s parents house to make dinner.  I successfully cooked my first pork chops and learned that steamed broccoli dunked in the creamy zip of Miracle Whip is a thing.  I have to say….it’s a thing I don’t understand, but it’s still a thing!

After dinner it was back to Lil B’s house for a night of bestie drinking and Netflix!  I think we watched the same comedy special on Netflix 2-3 times over the weekend…..because it’s epic.  Lil B and I had already seen it, and we watched it again several times because that’s just how good she is!

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“He was like what’s up? …and I was like what’s up?!”

 

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Sleeping in was followed by coffee and the decision that maybe we needed breakfast.  Breakfast when in Lead/Deadwood is an obvious choice for me….The Hickok House!  Basically the general flow of my trips to the West are me just eating my way around town, and then coming home poor and with a severe case of gut rot.  You’d think I would learn….I never do and I never care!

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Chili Rellenos, ham steak, and rancher breakfast.  I don’t really know what else needs to be said about this photo honestly!  Seriously….get in my belly!  (Bonus points if you can guess which breakfast is mine!)

After breakfast we decided to run up to Spearfish for some groceries and a coffee pot.  Lil B only has a Keurig, and we decided that for the group of us that was just sorta inconvenient.  We did end up getting a coffee pot, but we forgot filters so the whole thing was sorta useless.  I did however manage to get pulled over on the highway to Spearfish going 70 in a 65 zone…..which is total crap!  I got off with just a warning and some severe giggles from the girls in the car.

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NEED FOR SPEED!

Taking these two to Walmart is a bit like herding cats.  It’s fine, I’ve done it before and I know what I’m in for, but we get a lot of strange looks as we wander the aisles giggling about something that only we three find funny.  Case in point…..this glorious screen shot of our self check out session.

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Yes, that does say BJ ice cream, yes we giggled like small children about it, and no I didn’t buy any BJ ice cream.  It’s Ben and Jerry’s for anyone who’s now concerned about our taste in frozen treats.

Friday afternoon was spent with B’s little girls before we had to get ready to head to the first of two concerts for the weekend.  The girls got pedicures, makeup, and fancy braids before they were off the Grandma’s house for the night.  It rained all day Friday and was surprisingly cold….and of course I forgot to pack jeans.  Thank goodness for boots and long sleeve flannel!

Round One: The Eli Young Band

 

SATURDAY

We dragged a poor little hungover Lil B outta bed and hauled her off to breakfast at the BFB’s parents house.  She perked up like a daisy in the cold air and had her head out the back window of my car like a dog on the drive over, but once inside slowly whittled into a sleeping pile on the couch again.  Oh well…..more toast for me!

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Sometimes a cup of coffee just speaks to you…..

After breakfast it was more lounging at B’s house with the girls before lunch.  I told you, all I do is eat when I’m there!

 

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When you haven’t showered yet, so you obviously need makeover help.

The makeovers went fine…..we thought…..and everyone was hungry so we started getting ready for lunch.  I took off my lipgloss which was nearly up to my nose, and I told the BFB to blend out her new smokey eye a bit more, but generally we thought we looked ok.  That was until we got into the car.  I had gold eyeshadow from eyebrow to cheek bone essentially, and the BFB had raccoon eyes of glitter.

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You can’t really see the makeup it on the pic….but these are our faces once we realized our “makeover” situation.  BFB had to try and remove glitter from her face with a bandaid because glitter is like herpes and once you have it it never really leaves you!

Undaunted by my new Goldmember style eye makeup we headed to Lewie’s.  Sadly, in what I can only assume is some sort of post-rally style snafu, they had no tap beer.  You might not understand why this is sad, but if you drink enough tap beer there you get free beer.  I’m halfway to a free beer, and as we all know, free beer is the best beer!  We also had to sit inside as the patio was full.  This meant we couldn’t hide our glamour behind sunglasses….which was a bit awkward.

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Heaven in a basket…..there were also cheeseballs, but those got eaten first!  And for those who are curious, that’s a standard Lewie’s cheeseburger with bacon and jalapeños.  Always add the bacon and jalapeños!

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My lunch date!

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The under table floppy flop party

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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When you decide it’s more fun to not have to ride home with your Momma! (We hadn’t left the parking lot yet, so no one freakout please!)

After lunch, everyone was in need of a nap so we went home for a living room style sleep over.  I didn’t nap super well because I was unaware of how much children fidget around and make noise during nap time, but any nap is better than no nap.  Nap time was followed up with another mini makeup session for the little ones and a trip back to Grandma’s for them so the big girls could get ready for the night out.

Round Two: Reckless Kelly

I could have touched a Braun brother!!!  Like literally just reached right out and touched them!  I did get handed a set list after the show and got it signed by the band.  I gave it to Papa G because, A….he got us tickets to the concerts and t-shirts for Round One, and B….he’s got a music room where it will be much more appreciated than anywhere in my house I could put it.

Needless to say we were pretty drained after two nights of party, but we did all manage to bum around for a bit once we got home and eat ice cream and watch Netflix.  At our cores, we are all sorta lazy sweatpants and Netflix sorta girls….we just like to do it in a full face of makeup because ya know…..we be fancy!

SUNDAY

The drive home…..honestly nothing is worse than the drive home after a weekend of party in the West.  You’re tired, you probably stink, and the time change does not work in your favor.  We loaded up the Terrainy, stopped at the BFF’s parents one last time so they could send the entire town of Lead home with her in the car, stopped in Rapid so I could get my reload of Philly Ted’s to squirrel in the freezer and we were off on the open road.  I took no pictures, because again…..it’s exhausting and mind numbing.  We swung down to my Momma’s to pick up my Scout baby, and then it was back north towards home.

All in all a good girl’s weekend full of fun bestie shenanigans…..maybe too many shenanigans.  By definition though, can you ever really have too many shenanigans?  Is that even a thing?!

A Weekend in the West

I made a quick trip out to the Black Hills this weekend. The original plan was to bring the Main Squeeze so that he could meet my West River people, but he had a family commitment and had to stay home.   So, I got a girl’s weekend all to myself with my Lil B complete with shopping, brunch, day drinking, and new hair!!

First things first, I got to town and got to spend several hours with my hair stylist at High Maintenance salon with enough tin foil in my head to channel alien life forms!  I love getting my hair done in Rapid because I’ve been going to see the owner of HM since I was in college. She knows my hair, and she never fails to deliver amazingness.

I tend to have hair style ADHD, but she always can narrow in and find something gives me a change and a boost without being crazy and out of control.

I mean…..saying that I was a bit all over the place this time is maybe an understatement. This is why, if you’re like me, you need a stylist who can wade through all the random ideas and crap you throw at her.

I am now blonde for the summer, with a cute little shadow root so that it grows out nicely. Because let’s be real, despite the fact that the salon I’m ride or die for is called High Maintenance, I’m really pretty low maintenance about keeping my hair in its tippy top condition. I mean, you all read the blog and now I haven’t been out to get my hair done since November. That level of commitment isn’t conducive to fun fashion colors, crazy undercuts, and all the other random things I think I need.

(As I’m writing this though, my hair has possibly become more dry shampoo than hair, and I’m wondering if I can pull it together for brunch in a couple hours without looking like a total slime ball…….hmmm. Well, the blonde does always look less greasy than dark brunette, so I’ve atleast got that going in my favor!!!)

I arrived at Lil B’s cute new house, and we of course proceeded to start drinking……that’s how you make the best plans after all.  I hadn’t eaten, so we eventually decided that we needed to get food.  While Lewie’s is my go to option when I’m in Lead, Friday nights are trivia nights, and we decided it would be too busy.  So, we went somewhere new, The Roundhouse!  Well, it’s not really new at all since it’s an old train building that’s been converted into a gorgeously fancy restaurant, but I had never been there before.

We got to sit in private old rail car, Lil B had prosciutto stuffed duck breast, and I got to drink wine out of what was quite possible the largest wine glass in existence!! I desperately need a set of these glasses for my home life so that I can wander around sipping cheap wine…..in sweat pants…..with my dog while still feeling fancy as fuck!

Honestly, it was like staring into a crystal ball and finding out your future was going to come up wine. That kids, is a future I can be all about!!

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Look deep into the orb, and see your future!  Hint…..it’s Malbec!

We stopped at the dive bar on the way home but it was dead and we were exploding with food so we came home and passed out talking in the living room. Nothing screams classy like two grown women waking up in a living room.

Saturday morning started as all mornings should with coffee, eggs, and bitching with your bestie about how much you just hate all the random things!  The bitching got better when we decided that 11am was an acceptable time to start drinking…..so I whipped up a pitcher of cheap champagne with the addition of a raspberry lambic.  It’s a fun sorta spin on a mimosa only with the added benefit of not diluting your booze with juice!

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I’m not sure how people drink this as it is, because it’s really thick and tastes essentially like raspberry syrup. They make other flavors, so if raspberry isn’t your thing you can still rock out any of the flavors with a bottle of the cheapest champagne you can find.

We decided that we needed to get out of the house so we got ready and went shopping in Rapid, because let’s be honest……you can shop and bitch…..it’s like a more intense version of power shopping.

Halfway to Rapid we decided that we should also swing through Prairie Berry Winery for some fun and some free samples. Basically, we spent most of the afternoon shopping and cruising the highways of the Black Hills, and frankly that was ok by me!

We shopped for a bit.  I got some new sandals for vacation with the Main Squeeze, and some snacks for the trip down to the winery. The winery was super busy, much more so then the last time I was there with Momm and my sister, but we did eventually squeeze ourselves into the bar for our samples. I have to say I was slightly disappointed by the size of the wine glasses…I guess once you’ve had the best everything else is just sad haha!

We purchased some wine and both somewhat accidentally got signed up for their autoshipments of wine. Oopsy, well I can pick up my wine at their East River location, and more wine never hurt anyone so we will see how this turns out.  See….I need those huge glasses so that I can drink my autoship wine more effectively!!!!

After the winery, we finally hit up Lewie’s so I could get my bacon cheeseburger with jalapeños fix! Once again exploding with food, Lil B and I headed home for some Netflix and a couple drinks. This time though, we did both actually make it through the first show…..the second one, not so much!

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This morning I decided against a shower, but I did throw on a sundress and head back to Rapid for brunch with my favorite Russian and her new hubby!  It was delicious, amazeballs, and so good to see them again.  I feel like I just don’t get enough of these people that I got so used to seeing everyday in college.  The whole situation was so nice that I totally forgot to grab my credit card after I paid.  Luckily, I discovered the problem when I arrived at Philly Ted’s for my quota of cheesesteaks to bring home and freeze.  A quick trip back to Tally’s Silver Spoon got me my credit card back, and I was ready to hit the road home.

All in all, it was an amazing trip, and I can’t wait till I can find a weekend to head back, and hopefully bring the Main Squeeze along.  Now kids, I’m home….and it’s time to wash my hair!

 

A New Year with the Bear Cubs

Well here we are kids, the first blog of the new year!  I feel like I should have some sort of deep, philosophical wisdom to impart, but I don’t really.  I’m not usually one for setting resolutions  Personally I think they just lead to disappointment.  So, this is my new mantra….

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I did spend an awesome New Year’s weekend out in the hills with most of my favorite girls.  I stayed out in a cabin with my Chem Smarty Pants and The Boys…..and the bear cubs……fucking bear cubs ruining our groove!  I know that you’re probably thinking to yourself, “I love bear cubs!  They are adorable, and I just want to squeeze them!”  I have those same feelings about actual bear cubs.  These however, were not regular, cute bear cubs.  These were annoying, basement room stealing, underage so no you may not come to the bars with us, semi weird, and demanding bear cubs.

The saga begins with The Cubs and The Boys car pooling to the Hills from Nebraska.  Now, unbeknownst to everyone else, the Bear Cubs had to go back to Nebraska a day early…..they knew…..AND JUST DIDN’T TELL ANYONE!  So there we all are, having a grand time, and it had to get cut short because of the cubs. To add extra annoyance to the situation, the cubs didn’t help us clean up at all.  They basically cleaned up their little basement cave, came upstairs, sat on the couch, and watched everyone else work.    This cause Lil B and I to have to run a reconnaissance mission for half a pan of lasagna and some snacks because our group lunch trip to Lewie’s threw off their cleaning groove.  Youths…..I’m telling ya!

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These sassy cubs at least fake taking out the garbage!

However, we all still had an amazeballs time and the bear cubs aren’t gonna ruin that.  I got to go to dinner with my Lil B and her family Saturday night, and I attempted to teach her littlest to play tic tac toe……it went…..decently haha.  Saturday night I spent in Rapid with my Sexy Russian and her fiancee, so the weekend was a success.  Actually, it was one of the more successful trips I’ve had out there in a long time.

The other plus side of being in the Hills was that I didn’t see anyone I didn’t want to see and I ate Lewie’s twice….so gym time fun time for me in the new year!

My old phone was mostly on the fritz the whole time I was there, so I didn’t get that many pictures taken.  I did have a new phone waiting for my at Momma’s, but the case hadn’t arrived and I didn’t wanna chance dropping a brand new phone during our shenanigans.

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When you’re tall and Paul cuts off your head…..still better than the first picture of just our boobs……boys!

When you’re being tipsy and mysterious behind your phones…..it’s like modern societies version of the fan.  I know I know….I was keeping it super classy with the PBR, but you’ll also notice that we had lots of water glasses.  With age comes wisdom, and with wisdom comes hangover avoidance strategies!

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Ahh the Social Club, always a solid choice!

We have no pictures of the boys, and no pictures of the dancing that took place downstairs.  Just as well honestly, cuz it was sorta a hot, sweaty, crowded mess.

We finally caught a cab back to the cabin around 3, and then proceeded to make pizza, drink champagne, and dance around the kitchen until about 5am!!!  Our New Year’s Eve was really one of those nights that makes you feel like you need a vacation from your vacation!!

 

 

 

The More Things Change, The More They Stay The Same

For the second year in a row, I’ve hosted Thanksgiving at my house.  It always makes me a bit stressed, not because I can’t cook, but because I have an issue with timing!  Last year I was probably 10-15 minutes off my projected 2pm meal time.  This year….perfect timing!  I looked at the clock as we all grabbed our plates to dig in, and it was 2:00 on the nose!  Glorious victory!  So, we had an epic afternoon of eating and way too many leftovers because I’m also not super talented at planning how much food to make…..  Turns out a 10.5 lb. turkey is like 3x as much turkey as 5 people need, and I have essentially an entire 9×13 pan of cornbread bacon pecan stuffing left over.  I shall be eating well for several weeks to come I’m sure!  I still haven’t worked my way up to making pie, so I had Momma bring the pies, and Aunt N brought a couple salads, but otherwise I did everything myself.  Adulthood Level: Intro to Pro Skills!

The Feast!

The Feast!

On to the meat and potatoes so to speak……!

Have you ever just reached a point in life where you need a change?  It feels like everything you’ve done to this point is dumb, and somethings gotta give.  I wanted this year, 2015, to be different.  I was going to be bolder, do things that scare me, and karma was supposed to reward me!  Karma did not behave like she was supposed to, and all my brave moves fell flat on their faces.

I tried to go find him......Karma wouldn't help me!!!  WTF KARMA!

I tried to go find him……Karma wouldn’t help me!!! WTF KARMA!

So…..I did the next best thing…..I changed my hair!  I had been meaning to do my traditional fall hair change anyway, but one change lead to another which let to another, and I just feel like a whole new girl!  It’s amazing how switching small things up can really change your whole outlook.

The changes started off simply enough.  I decided that it was time to be an adult and accept that fact that I don’t have perfect vision.  So, I ordered myself some glasses so I could actually see my tv and the world around me is a crispy, sharp way.  Like dropping a pebble into the mystical lake that is adulthood, that one event set off ripples of change.  After the glasses came the new hair.  The new hair brought new shampoo and styling products.  I truly believe deep down in my soul that everyday is a good hair day when your hair smells the way it does when you leave the salon!  Please, no one pop my bubble of hope about this…it’s science, I should know!  Actually, it’s probably more about the fact that the smell reminds me of the salon, and the salon is one of my favorite places.

My desire to have an epic bath time experience post Asshole Tinder Cowboy spurred me to buy fun new things from Lush.  On a whim I ordered a bath bomb in their new fall smell.  It seemed a bit questionable at the time (black pepper, patchouli, and vanilla) but I’m so glad that I did!  My new smell is Lord of Misrule!  It smells like everything that’s right with the world.  It’s a bit manly, a bit fall, a dash of vanilla, and just all around epicness!  If they ever discontinue that smell I shall be oh so sad.  So, I ordered a second order of bath bombs and the shower gel to try and get me through the year until next fall.  Cross those fingers people!  

I’ve been wearing the same perfumes since college, and they are finally running out.  For awhile I debating just rebuying them because perfume shopping is actually the worst thing ever.  Things that smell good in the bottle smell like butt on you, and lord forbid you try more than one at a time and then have to spend the rest of the day smelling “like a French whore house”!  However, I did finally find one that I’m totally digging on.  I had originally passed on it several times, because I don’t like how it smells in the bottle.  On a lark I got a sample at Sephora and I’ve been wearing it everyday.  Viktor & Rolf Flowerbomb is my new jam!  I’m adding it to my Birthday/Christmas list I think! (Cough, Cough….Hint, Hint, Hint)

It looks like a little hand grenade of awesomeness!

It looks like a little hand grenade of awesomeness!

It’s really amazing how sometimes it really is the random things that can change everything.  I’m sure eventually the newness will wear off, and I’ll run out of Lord of Misrule shower gel, but in the meantime I’m loving my whole new situation.  It hasn’t changed me as a person, it’s just changed the way I feel about my situation!

The thing that never changes……and will never change…..is that even when I feel like I can’t change the small things I have my friends and family to see me through.  It doesn’t matter how bad things get or how much success you have, your friends and family are always there to support, encourage, and congratulate.  That’s what I’m thankful for this Thanksgiving week, my friends that put up with my crazy and my family that puts up with my bitchiness.  

My friends became the focal point of my trip to the hills the other week.  So here’s to my friends, the ones who had my back when I saw my college dream frat boy with his fugly new girl in the hills (Yes….I saw him out at the bars :/), the one’s who distracted me and kept my mind off the Asshole Tinder Cowboy, and the one’s who are always down for cheeseballs, beers, burgers, too many orders of chile rellenos, mystery flavor jello shots, and generally having the best time!  

I also spent a great night with G and his gorgeous baby girl when I was in the Hills, but idk that babies belong on blogs cuz the interwebs can be a weird place.  She did however teach me how to “make potatoes” on the kitchen floor, and she amazed me with her technology skills.  18 month old me could not have worked a smart phone!  Technology on little one, and grow up to show the world what’s what!

 

Chapter 7: A College Dream and the Actual Reality of that Situation

Here it is, after a week delay!

I did write a brief little blurb about this guy in Chapter 6: A Festivus in July – The Airing of Grievances, but I took several chances with this guy that were super out of character for me so it probably deserves some more attention.  Plus, it’s been a long, long time coming.  Pour yourself some wine, cuz we are both gonna need it, and tuck in cuz this is a long one!

Where to start, where to start…….

————————————————-Rewind 9 Years———————————————-

It might not be quite 9 years ago that I first saw the Sig, but at some point I saw him at college, and decided he would be mine.  Ya know in The Notebook when Noah first sees Allie and just like decides she’s gonna be his??  I was sorta like that with the Sig, except that I never worked up enough courage to do anything about it.  I’m not sure that we ever even spoke when I was in school!!  I would see him often, particularly junior and senior year because….I partied at his fraternity more and he used to walk past my apartment to get to campus.

Those were always the best days!!  The Sig, in his baseball cap, nice jeans, and boots…..and me……gawking and drinking my coffee while being all girly crush like on the inside.

Actually speaking to the Sig was my personal equivilant of hanging off a ferris wheel.....so obviously I never did it. Which I think says a lot about my level of verbal self control while drunk!

Actually speaking to the Sig was my personal equivalent of hanging off a ferris wheel…..so obviously I never did it…..which I think says a lot about my level of verbal self control while drunk!  Sober thoughts are not drunk actions for this chica!

The high point of my non existent relationship with the Sig was one night during a blizzard.  I had just been dumped and I was over hanging with the girls.  They decided that the key to fixing my problems was a night of drinking at the frat, so we walked the 2-3 blocks down to the house in cute clothes….cuz ya know the Sig lived there!  To celebrate the snow, the guys had put a couch on skis and were pulling it around the deserted, snow covered streets with a 4-wheeler.  So obviously, we spent most of the night getting covered in snow, whipping shitties through the streets and parking lots on campus.

I imagine when we got back to the house the three of us looked a bit like drowned rats.  I know for a fact that I had eyeliner and mascara running all down my face……super attractive I know!  The guys did eventually take pity on us and let us change into dry clothes…….and you’ll never guess who’s clothes I got!  Haha although I don’t think he spoke to me, and if he did I was so awe struck with the possibility of wearing his sweatpants that I have no idea what he might have said.

If you're gonna do slightly dangerous things, it's best to do them with a Ref and a Traffic Cone. Safety First!!!! For some reason that night we were missing a cone......

If you’re gonna do slightly dangerous things, it’s best to do them with a Ref and a Traffic Cone.
Safety First!!!!
For some reason that snowy night, we were missing a cone……

After the Great Sweatpant Incident, I had no other personal interactions with the Sig until well after graduation.  Yes, I saw him around, but I never got that close to speaking to him again.  He always looked crabby at the parties I saw him at, and it didn’t really encourage interaction.  I have since discovered that the reason he always looked annoyed at parties was because he was always sober.  Kudos to you sir for living in a frat and not drinking!  He decided that school was for school and not for partying, and that’s certainly a commitment I didn’t make.

———————————————-Flash to Summer 2013———————————————–

I was in the hills being a wedding date for my then boyfriend, and who should walk in, but the Sig!  Ugh, I literally could have died.  I was having a shit time at the wedding, the boyfriend was being a huge assface that night, but then in he walked in those fancy jeans, those same boots, and a white button down with perfectly rolled sleeves.

……………hold on please, I’m having an epic flashback…………..

Here's a very blurry picture of a slightly tipsy me at the wedding before I stumbled into the Sig and his glorious country boy goodness.

Here’s a very blurry picture of a slightly tipsy me at the wedding before I stumbled into the Sig and his glorious country boy goodness.

I may have gone as far as telling the boyfriend that I would leave him for the Sig in a heartbeat.  To further enhance the drunk, wedding awkwardness……I most def walked past the Sig, whilst taking off my heels, and just said “Hey, I think I know you?!?!?”……AND JUST KEPT WALKING!!  I’m sure if he did recognize me he thought I was a complete nut job.  He did show up at the post reception party at the only bar in Keystone, and I had to spend the rest of the evening watching him play pool and drink beer while I kept getting abandoned by the boyfriend and subsequently adopted by his best friend.  It wasn’t the best time ever, and that relationship with the boyfriend should have probably ended that weekend.  It didn’t, but that’s a whole different story.

Also, this pic is giving me serious envy of dark haired me…..bring on the fall please!  If anyone has any fall time hair suggestions, lay them on me!

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———————————————–Flash to Winter 2014————————————————

I don’t really recall the series of events that inspired me to send the Sig a random, outta the blue Facebook message, but for some reason I thought it would be a good idea.  Because I can’t handle that sorta pressure on my own, I most def wrote the message and then sent it to all of my friends for approval before I sent it to him.  I finally sent the Sig the message the night before I was headed out to the Hills for several days over New Years.  I then proceeded to lie on my bedroom floor while my friends sent me Facebook messages to make my cellphone chime and send me into full on panic attacks!!  

Hey, So I get that this is totally random…but….I’ve had a crush on you forever, and decided that it’s a new year and I should maybe do something about it!?!?! Anyway, I’ll be running around this weekend in the hills. Let me know if you’re up for drinks.

And then…..he wrote back!

You had best believe that I didn’t read that message right away.  There might have been a shot involved….ya know……to better deal with the potential let down that could have occurred.

But, he didn’t let me down!!!!  

It was agreed that we would meet up New Year’s Eve in Deadwood, because we were both going to be there already.  Actually, he didn’t notice us standing in the bar, and I was being a stubborn brat and ignoring him.  By this point I figured that I had maybe put in enough effort to find him, and I didn’t want to give off the “lost puppy” vibe.  So, I wouldn’t have even talked to him except that Lil B went bounding on over and asked if he was looking for me.  I’m sorta glad she did, cuz approximately 5 minutes later, I got a midnight kiss that rivaled even the best romance movie.

We actually ended up hanging out a few more times that weekend, and he did eventually figure out that I had been the “girl in the purple lace dress” at the wedding.  It really sorta felt like everything might actually work out for me on this one, and Chan even started writing the story we would tell our kids and grandkids about how we first met, and our perfect first kiss.  We may have also discussed a wedding reception complete with a first dance song…..because Chan and I are nothing if not hopelessly romantic at heart.  Plus, I was snowed in at her house Superbowl weekend, and it was a topic that needed to be covered.

———————————————-Flash to the Present————————————————

…….and then I had to come back home from the Hills, and it all sorta just went up in flames.  But, it wasn’t a quick burn like pulling off a bandaide and moving on with your life.  It was a long, slow, smolder-y burn that always left just enough hope that everything might end up ok.

It was always sorta ok, until it wasn’t……

It was ok until he started driving to see me, got halfway here, and turned around………

It was ok until I was out there twice, and he was way too cool to come see me……….

It was ok until it had been 8 months and it started to feel like I was acting like a “lost puppy”………..

It was ok until the day I told him I wanted to see him, and he went on a rant about priorities………

It’s ok though, because at the end of the day life goes on, and I learned something about myself.  I learned that I really enjoy red dirt country, and that sometimes I can be brave and do the things that are out of character me.

After nearly a decade, it was totally worth sending the Sig that Facebook message if only to say that I took the chance.  His favorite quote of the weekend we hung out was, “If I’d known you liked me I would have done this a long time ago.”  Well, here’s the thing sir…..you didn’t….I did!  Even though it didn’t work out, I’m glad I took the chance, atleast now I know that Randy Rodger’s Band and Reckless Kelly are my new country jamz!

I will probably never tell our grandkids about how we first met, our perfect first kiss, or dance to Randy Rodgers at our wedding.  Other than the fact that it ruins Chan’s epic story, it’s ok.  The one weekend and 7 months of texting was enough.  Sometimes it’s better to leave people the way you imagine them to be.