Archive for September, 2011

T minus

Three days to go before flying back East for my birthday weekend.  Making a mental packing list for the beach isn’t nearly as fun as when I went home to CT last winter.  Shorts, check.  Sundress, check.  Boring.  I’m craving Fall.  I’m craving layers and boots.  Dreaming about opaque tights.  And wearing them with everything.  I want cool, chilly mornings.  I want to make homemade salted caramel hot chocolate.  I want to make a fire at my new place.  I want a cudd sesh with S.

Oh, so yes! It’s my birthday.  My birthday season.  I’m extending it beyond the usual ‘birthday month’.  Deal with it.  I’m flying across the country on Wednesday to my parents’ house in South Carolina.  Two of my best girlfriends are flying down from Connecticut and Massachusetts to spend the long weekend with me.  I. Am. So excited!  Mom has been working on redecorating the guest rooms: sewing new curtains, pillows, etc.  I’m guessing she’s pretty excited too; it’s been about 5 years since I’ve been to visit.  She called this morning to ask what kind of food she should stock up on.  My mom is an amazing cook and party host.  I can’t wait to see what they have in store for us.  I’m pretty stoked to have free rein to take the golf cart to the beach, the bar, and the local Piggly Wiggly 😉


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Relevant Rubbish

I just about died when my roomie’s BFF, Tay, showed up at the house (sans the muddler) for a little “Pre SAP” action before heading out downtown Walnut Creek for an early birthday celebration.  Tays style always blows me away.  Last night was no different.  The ASOS top looked AH-mazing; I made her pose so I could snap some hispta pics for this very reason:

Check out more of her style on her bloggity blog:  Relevant Rubbish

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A boofday in photos

If only I had snapped some photos while I attempted to take a cab home, go through the BK drive thru only to realize that I left my debit card at the bar… Who says I can’t pay with my medical card?

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Would YOU rather:

S has been traveling for work for the past few months and to bridge the gap, we sometimes spend hours upon hours on the phone.  In an attempt to keep the romance alive, I busted out a copy of “Would You Rather… Love & Sex” the other night.  There’s nothing like proposing highly inappropriate hypothetical scenarios to your loved one and having a spate of hysterical laughter every time you try to say “dirty panty liner”.


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I’ve made a Wish List of the things I want this season.  The only downfall is that I like the idea of some of these things more than I actually like the way these things look on me.

For example: ivory skinny corduroys I’ve been drooling over for about a year now.  They look great online, piled up on the tables at J.Crew, and on other people.  Just not on me.

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