I welcome Nashville weekends filled with festive felines, bawling babies and parties with open arms. Especially if holiday spirits are (heavily) involved.
My Christmas Bear hating life.
‘Tis the season to drink among colleagues and friends, so what better way to kick off a holiday celebration Friday night than with a quick shot of Fireball?
Let the festivities begin!
Tastes like heaven, burns like hell.
The first shot was so damn delicious, we decided to have another.
My boss and his lush of a work wife.
While I was busy sleeping off the previous night’s libations, my niece and nephew were meeting the man in a red suit for the first time up in Iowa Saturday morning.
Love at first sight.
Ever been to Opryland Resort to see the Christmas lights?
If not, go. But bring a cooler in the car as you will be sitting in traffic for a good hour, going 1 mph waiting to park in the hotel lot, as everyone else in the surrounding area of Nashville will be going the same night you do.
The wait will be so worth it.
Another perk of the hotel is being able to carry your drinks around as you ooh and ah over the lights. And since I had a cocktail or two, I felt completely at ease stopping foot traffic, trying to take pictures of none other than yours truly.
Excuse me, I have a blog to capture images for, so you’ll have to wait to cross.
I kept wishing my purse was big enough to stuff decor in – like this tree full of teddy bears. I mean, my little fur ball needs this, don’t you think?
This 90 foot tree wouldn’t be missed, right?
Doing my best to stay on Santa’s naughty list, I crept off the beaten path for a photo shoot.
I just can’t help myself, Santa!
Glancing at the dark water across the hotel, the thought crossed my mind to test the temperature (and the patience of hotel security).
To swim or not to swim?
But a Skinny Pirate and a cushy seat (and my immediate laziness as my ass hit the chair) deterred my swimming expedition.
I think I’ll just have another cocktail, thanks.
Teddy was beyond exhausted upon my return home, nestled in the tidings of gift wrapping joy.
Why do I even bother buying real cat beds?
You’d think I’d take a cue from Tedstar and just laze around on Sunday but I had one more party to squeeze in before the clock struck midnight and I turned into a working girl (that didn’t sound right…9 to 5er) again on Monday.
The first best part about Sunday?
This. Served straight up and warm. Go get some. Now.
The second best part about Sunday evening?
A bathroom that looked like it came straight out of the movie The Shining.
And the very best part of Sunday’s party?
Moonshine shots with friends.
Holiday Holla!
I mean, how else would one spend a Sunday night before a work week?
Cheers to a fabulous Monday for you!
CBXB
Cowboys and Crossbones 
That was a splendid weekend, fireballs whenever you want…..I think I need one after the great cold here……..you be back on earth directly and the twin, how they react on Santa………love a 🙂 sight 🙂 ! I was admiring the lights of Opryland, fantastic and the exotic photo from you behind the Palm three, so fun 🙂 ! You had a blast that weekend ! ❤
It was a jam packed weekend full of fun that’s for sure! Fireball would definitely help with your cold – hope you are feeling better. I hope that the twins warm up to Santa before Christmas! 🙂
Hahaha………..:) ! ❤
You look gorgeous on that picture with your boss. It’s so weird how all kids get freaked out when they see Santa first time in person. I always wonder what’s going on in their little brain.
Maybe it’s the beard? Or the big belly? Or the deep voice? I didn’t think the twins would be so scared, as my dad is big, has a big belly and a deep voice. BUT he doesn’t have a beard….
This was your Sunday Night?! Damn, I need to find new friends…Moonshine, Fireball, Jack Daniels Cider? Seriously, sounds like my kind of Holiday. The Santa picture was by far one of the best I have seen…your niece and nephew are adorable!
This was my weekend of drinking – not just my Sunday night – I’d be in the hospital if it was! But moonshine was NOT the smart way to end the weekend, I must say!
Thanks for the compliments on my niece and nephew – I couldn’t agree with you more! 🙂
Fireball whiskey is the bomb! And I laughed out lout for real at the pic of your niece and nephew – the best one I’ve ever seen of the meeting with Santa!!!
Oh my God. The babies were such babies about meeting Santa! So funny! Fireball always does the trick – in moderation…which is sometimes hard for me. 🙂
Tennessee Cider? I don’t know what it is but I’ll try it on your word.
Do it. You won’t be sorry. You can add to apple cider but we were heating it up in the microwave and drinking straight (but, we’d already been drinking…).