My Nashville weekend kicked off at my fave watering hole, Dalts.
Wishing Friday nights were fun.
While we were busy whooping it up and throwing jazz hands down at one end of the bar…
What’s a Friday without a jazz hand?
…the other end of the bar was hosting the worst date of the year…
Very clear chemistry.
…and the men were lining up to ask me out.
Can you see me now?
Does it shock anyone (anyone?) reading that I had another birthday celebration?
Showing off the silver bag while being photo bombed.
We then able to played around the world with my gifted sake, homemade apple brandy, my Skinny Pirate and a Miller Lite. Did we miss anything?
Fabulous foursome.
My fave bartender, Marjia even got in on the photo fun by posing with my buddy’s sixer – and yes, that’s how they serve him.
Perfect presentation.
While I slept Saturday morning away, the Iowa twins were basking in the glory of a new play set.
Play on.
My niece also proudly displayed her pink cowboy boots that came from Auntie CBXB…
Shit kickin’ after my own heart!
Seeing the fun she was having parading in her boots, I decided to prance around in my Prada kitten heels.
TJ Maxx score of the century.
Upon returning back to the mini manse, I had a fun surprise awaiting my arrival.
Who doesn’t like a Nordstom bag hanging on their door?
Which ended up being a belated birthday gift well worth the wait – a pink Alexander McQueen scarf.
Wish my friends knew me better.
Turns out while Mama was away, the cats played and broke into an outlawed bag of food. This bag was in a closet that the little monsters pried open and drug to the kitchen. Being that it is not Mr. Ted E. Bear’s $60 prescription duck and pea food, he’ll surely be getting sick any second. Little beasts.
Gone too long.
On Sunday I went with the slicked back no bangs look, as I am waffling on whether or not to grow them out. Thoughts?
Bangs or no bangs? #firstworldproblems
What good is a weekend if you don’t sweat out the toxins before shoving more in?
Bloody Marys for me after a jog.
My new mantra greeted me at mile marker four.
You know it.
As the end of my weekend came to a close, I tried to finish the 391 loads of laundry seeping into all areas of the mini manse. Ted was a gigantic help.
Folding laundry is exhausting.
Here’s hoping you have a week’s worth of clean clothes and cocktail to keep it fun.
Cheers!
CBXB
I think you just use the birthday excuse to have a reason to get trashed every weekend! 🙂
Um, you seem to know me pretty damn well!
So you got a new play set for your birthday? I am so jealous! Glad to see you share though 😉
I’m so generous like that!
Have a great trip! You better watch out though, I’m pretty sure Teddy’s been texting with my cat and they might have worked up a little strategy for your return.
I’m in full on defender mode, as I’m sure Teddy has been in kahootz with your fucking cat! There were a few things in shreds….
Have you noticed any out-of-place odors? Just sayin.
I think you look great, with or without bangs. What a an exhausting weekend you had. I think I agree with you about the scarf. Maybe a gift card would have been a better idea. 🙂
Can’t ever go wrong with a gift card, can ya? Thanks for the hair compliment – still haven’t committed to keeping/losing the bangs. I’m so wishy washy!
That, you could never be. 🙂
That date photo was freakin’ hysterical! An instant classic.
Ted was ever so helpful with the laundry and were they both truly remorseful over their inappropriate cat food heist?
Hey love those heels! You got some sexy feets!
NO one was remorseful over the gorging of non-prescription cat food. Little bastards!
The date was exactly as the photo depicts…NO talking. NO exchanging of words. NO longing looks toward one another. I couldn’t help but giggle and wonder how in the hell they ended up going out in the first place.
Thanks on the heels – being that I have tiny feet, I get great deals on shoes. Yay me!
You go running right after a weekend of going out? That’s so hardcore! D: Admiration all around. I like your bangs up too, would look cool with a messy bun and change is always much excite!
In all actuality, I jog after a weekend of going out. So, I’m not THAT hardcore. But need to feel like I’m somehow losing the calories consumed. Thanks on the vote of bangs confidence! Little changes always seems so hard for me.