Nashville was nine hours away this weekend as I packed it up and headed to Iowa.
I could hardly wait to get my hands on those twins I feature on my blog every day from time to time.
Now since I surprised my sister for her birthday and drove up to celebrate the twins turning two last week, cocktails were most definitely involved.
My sister and I got to see my college bestie for cocktails and tipsy shopping (is there anything better?).

Yours truly, Whitney Lover and Birthday Girl.
Upon our return, it was time to pass out presents to the bebes. When it came to Princess B, how could I not get her an Elsa from Frozen dress AND matching heels?
Prince B received a noise making kitty cat piano, which Princess B promptly tried to steal.
Since the party weekend couldn’t stop after presents, my bro-in-law – Dr. Cocktail – concocted speakeasy style libations that could rival any bar in the country.
Iowa winters can last from October to April (sometimes even May) and it seem dreary and gray for months on end. So you can imagine what happened when the temperature hit 50 degrees with the sun shining brightly.
While out and about running errands, I saw folks in short sleeves, no coats, flip flops and yes, even shorts.
Funny thing is the next day looked like this…
It was time for me to squeeze every last ounce out of my favorite duo and head home to Nashville where people adorn themselves in parkas, mittens and stocking hats when it’s 50 degrees and sunny out.
Not one minute of my drive was without snow, sleet, rain or wind. Makes a nine hour trip feel like you might as well be driving to outer space.
When I did grace my mini manse with my presence all New Cat wanted was a heaping bowl of food.
But Teddy did nothing but love up on me, as he knows the way to his mama’s heart.
Here’s hoping you’re warm and cozy no matter what the weather this week.
Cheers!
CBXB
ROAD TRIPPIN!!!!!! CBXB style. Which is IN STYLE!!!!
Always trippin’ in style! 🙂
Here’s to many more awetastic stylish trips. Whether you go anywhere or not. LMAO.
Sometimes I just sit in my car and pretend I’m going somewhere…because then I can sing at the top of my lungs AND go all jazz hands with no strange looks or noise complaints from neighbors.