No weekend is a bad weekend that starts out at the Mexican Joint. Am I right? Or am I right? I stuffed my face with chips n' salsa, tacos and Coronas until my little heart was content. It was my birthday celebration... I could do that, right? Of course!
And no weekend is a bad weekend when your best friend is in town from Nashville. Am I right? Or am I right? Meet my little ginge, Liz!!
We spent our weekend catching up on life til the weee hour of the mornings, catching up on all of her wedding planning, shopping, stuffing our faces, having one too many Sonic cokes and wandering around Target, of course. No trip with Liz (to anywhere) is complete without a marathon long trip to Target, like she doesn't have 14 to choose from in Nash. As many times as I rolled my eyes in Target, I wouldn't trade it for the world. A whole weekend with two of my best friends is good for the soul. We have been next door neighbors since age three, so we Mal and I miss having her around here alot.
|Mal, Liz, Cal|
Speaking of Liz, I neglected to share photos from her wedding shower last weekend.
What kind of friend am I?
|All the Goodies|
I want new goodies :)
I think you should be able to have showers every 5 years....
Since I neglected Kendol a bit the whole weekend, we spent Sunday afternoon doing our favorite thing. Looking at houses.
Is that lame?
We LOVE it.
Then we had a few drinks on the new patio that Kendol (and friends) built in the backyard.... with our new precious chairs. And the weekend ended with a spaghetti dinner for two on the back porch.