Skinny Pirates, Halloween decor and college football oh my!
Friday started with Miller Lite for Camo and Captain for me as I stopped for a quick happy hour at my fave Nashville watering hole, Dalts.
I only stayed for a few Skinny Pirates, as I’d been bit by the Halloween bug (yes, I know it’s still September and no, I don’t really give a shit). It was mass chaos as I felt the need to unload every single piece of Halloween decor I owned before even attempting to decorate (maybe
six a few Skinny Pirates and holiday embellishment don’t mix).
While I kept sipping on my Captain, my two fraidy cats felt the need to inspect the nooks and crannies of every box and bin.
I decided to wave the white flag in Halloween adornment surrender as the wee hours of Saturday morning were fast approaching and I was reminded by my nephew, Prince B what awaited me the following morning.
I headed out to game watch with my folks, where we nervously hoped for touchdowns in order to squeeze our moonshine tradition into Saturday.
There’s no better accompaniment to moonshine than my dad’s ribs (his “best batch ever” is a phrase uttered each time he prepares them) and they didn’t disappoint this weekend.
While I couldn’t stuff my face with ribs any faster than a competitive eater, my niece was busy discovering her favorite flavor of salad dressing.
Seems as if she’s taking after Auntie CBXB more and more every day with her classy ways. Be still my beating heart.
After a Hawks victory and a quick wardrobe change, it was time to sit in a standstill on my way to Mrs. America’s (who joined me in a reality sizzle reel earlier this year) house.
But it was all worthwhile when I laid eyes on Mrs. America who, along with her three princesses and hubby, just moved back to Nashville. Yeehaw!
While we were celebrating good fortune of her fabulous new house and positive network feedback on our sizzle, I ran across some extremely special decorative pieces from Mrs. America’s past.
It was all fun and games Sunday, trying to sneak in some last rays of summer sun before it turns into crispy fall weather.
When the clouds rolled in, Ted demanded I get my ass in gear and finish garnishing our mini manse in all things black and orange.
Turns out Mr. Bear had an ulterier motive, as I was mauled the rest of the weekend.
Happy fall y’all!
One of these days, Im going to get healthy enough someone can ferry me to Nashville where we will spend the weekend ordering Skinny Pirates from the Bridge Bar. I’ll buy the first several rounds. Can we smuggle Ted and News into the Rennaisance?
ABSOLUTELY! And we’re all in. I’ll be happy to come and pick you up myself!!
Happy fall and I can’t wait for Halloween, with all these awesome decoration and atmosphere 🙂 !
It’s such a fun time of year!
Now I wanna decorate my place 😀
Get to it, sister! I swear it’s not too early. But your friends and neighbors may disagree…!