So about the last two weekends....

Yes, I haven't written in two weeks. I'm just....not inspired? I dont know.

Anyways, another reason for my lack of writing is because I've been so incredibly busy. So, here's a quick recap of the past two weekends.

First off, I headed to the parents' house for Foster's Saturday Morning Pancakes. My little brother was home and my dad invited me over to partake in this, the oldest tradition I can remember in our family. When we were young, my dad would wake us up every Saturday morning with the sweet smell of chocolate chip pancakes coming from the kitchen. Y'all. These pancakes. So yum. I think it's probably my most vivid memory of my dad from my childhood.

Then, that afternoon, JM and her fiance had their first wedding shower last Saturday, which was splendid. Her sister and I did a fine job entertaining ourselves with talks of old times, chubby people (no worries, I was included in this bunch), fad diets and parts of the human anatomy that people use for curse words. These things are normal for conversation, right??

Afterwards, I jetted out of the shower, went straight home, changed clothes, freshened up and headed to the Scott wedding. I felt like I was doing a costume change at a concert, y'all. Anyways, the wedding was very pretty and the reception was even better. Best food I've ever had at a wedding, hands down. And we all know I like food. A lot.

Da Gurlz.

Isn't he so suave?

Mr. and Mrs. Scott! 

Alright, fast forward to this weekend. Last night, I threw a little shindig for Miss LH to celebrate her 26th year on this planet. By the way, 26 is totally the new 21. LH proved that one last night. We grilled out, played cornhole, the boys belted out some KC and JoJo (yes, really), and kept the entire neighborhood up until after midnight.

The point of all this is two things....1) I guess I just wanted to let y'all know that sometimes I'm not a loser and do fun things...yay me! and 2) It has been the most amazing feeling getting together with old and new friends alike. I told LH the other day how much I was looking forward to last night because we haven't been making the effort to do stuff like that much lately.

It was also sooooo great to see my out-of-towner Mrs. AB for a hot minute and my Army boys for the first time since they got home from overseas!!!!!!!!!!! It was a strange feeling of relief, excitement and happiness that washed over me when I hugged them. Same thing with Mr. Humphries. The boy was released from the hospital five days before and still made an appearance last night. Thank God for miracles, because he's definitely a big one.

So, there you have it. Fabulouslessness.

Annnd, this is what I spent my Saturday night doing.

Mmmmm. Cuuupcake.

The whole lot of 'em. 

Saturday Smorgasbord...

Saturday is for my random thoughts. You know the drill. I'm too lazy to write about a theme today. 

• Who else is reallllyyy glad the weather is gorgeous today? So pretty. Too bad it's not just a teeeensy bit warmer so I could lay out by the pool. Oh, but it's coming soon, whether my flabby stomach wants to admit it or not. 
• Today = day number four with no Diet Coke. I'm not gonna lie, y'all, this has been hard. I was super disappointed in myself on day number one when I got a headache that afternoon from lack of caffeine (that was WITH my daily cup of coffee). I didn't realize that I was addicted to soda. Like physically. Laaaammmmeeee. See, here's the thing. WD and I even talked about this the other night....in college, I never drank Cokes. I don't think I bought one to go in my fridge the entire time I lived in Clemson. I don't know what happened! I started working, needed a pick-me-up in the afternoons but without as much caffeine as coffee, so BAM! I fell into the soda trap. This? Will. Not. Work. I don't like having to have something to function. Good Lent choice, I say. So yeah, this was a really long bullet point.....but the moral of the story is, I have not had a Diet Coke since Tuesday, so I am punishing the Lent. Gooooo me.
• What's up with the pup? He's good. He's relentlessly licking my hand right now, which makes it really hard for me to type.....so now I just opened the porch door so he can go out there and pretend like he's gonna rip every passerby to shreds (He won't. He's really a scaredy-cat. He'd get so mad if he knew I called him a cat.
  

  

  I am not a cat. Or scared. And I will lick you to death.

• Oohhhhh also! The boy and I went to the Sugarland concert on Thursday night. I tell you what....it was aaawwwesssome. Jennifer Nettles is probably one of the weirdest people I've ever seen, and that is why I want to be friends with her. She wore this leotard looking thing that had tassels all over it. She danced the oddest dances across the entire stage. Her facial expressions were....wow. We are so meant to be ya-ya sisters. 
• Unfortunately, I didn't get a whole lot of good pictures, but here's what I have.

Meh to the picture. Yay to sooo much fun that night!

See the tassels? Also, does anyone pay attention to the other guy in Sugarland?
I don't even know his name. 

Zoomed out. With the chick in front of me's head.

•  I don't like the pictures of me. I figured out why, too. I've been squeezing the last little bit out of my Clinique mascara and, by the look of these pictures, it's dead. Now I'm just waiting for Maybelline to go on sale. Because, as we all know...I don't pay full price. For anything. 
• Except for the low-sodium roast beef I got at the deli counter the other day for TEN FREAKING DOLLARS. The only thing that made it okay was that the old man beside me was whistling the happiest tune the whole 5 minutes we were standing there next to one another. I smiled. It brightened my day. Happiness is so contagious, yeah? 

Have a HAPPY Saturday!

Phat Tewsdee.

Wow, it's been a while, yeah? I've had things to say, but no words to say them, I suppose. I hate when I don't write for a while, because I lose my groove. Boo.

Okay, jumping back into it.

Today is Mardi Gras. It shocks me that people don't know this. I mean, tomorrow is Ash Wednesday, which would make today.......FAT TUESDAY. It amazes me the people that don't understand the correlation. I wish I could draw a diagram. Let's just go for an explanation in Caralee terms.

• Mardi Gras = a humongous party which includes but is not limited to glutonously stuffing anything and everything you can into your body before Ash Wednesday
• Ash Wednesday = when Lent starts - or the day you see people with black marks on their foreheads
• Lent = 40 days before Easter to commemorate Jesus' temptation in the desert - aka you give up something you super like to show your commitment to the Lord.

The whole Lent deal is hard. I guess that's the point, though right (there's your deep thought from me for today)?

Anyways, even though I'm not even a teensy bit Catholic, Anglican or whatever, I do observe Lent every year, basically just to challenge myself and do something to strengthen my relationship with the man upstairs. A few examples from past years include: shopping (ouch), fast food, chocolate, sweet tea, and Spider Solitaire (don't make fun, that was one of the hardest ones to give up, you know what I mean gamers).

This year, I've decided on soda. Why? A few reasons actually. First, I'm severely addicted to Diet Coke. I try to limit myself to one a day, but mostly that doesn't work out so well. Second, the boy sent me some article the other day about how diet soft drinks will eventually take over the world and kill us all. I don't buy into it so much because just about everything nowadays will cause our demise, but I figure the more I can do to ensure I make it past 30, the better. And third, in keeping with tradition, soft drinks are something that will be difficult for me to give up, which, as previously stated, is kind of the point.

So there you have it.

If you feel the need to get me a sursy today, please do so in the form of an aspartame-laiden, carbonated quaff.

If you feel the need to get me a sursy tomorrow, please send condolences, chocolate or gift cards to TJ Maxx. Just don't mention the words diet and coke to me.

Happy Mardi Gras!

For those of you in The Big Easy right now, I am so jealous.

Laissez les bon temps rouler, y'all.