Tearing up ATL

And by tearing up, I mean:

 eating, talking, laughing, eating, snuggling, talking, shopping, eating.

Isn't that what tearing up means?!

It's true, we had a ballin' weekend. If my weekend recap doesn't cut it, don't fret. Lindsey Jo and Ann have already posted their Atlanta updates. You should check out their blogs. They're pretty cool people. I like 'em. You'll like 'em. Just promise you'll come back to me. You will, won't you? At least lie.

Friday, we went to Chili's. We always do! We can predict what each other will order. At least me and Ann. We're creatures of habit. Lindsey Jo likes a little more spice in her life. We'll just call her Mrs. Unpredictable.

Saturday, we laid out by the pool. Then, we got ourselves cleaned up and went to Ikea. The place is mind-blowingly massive. And it bombards you with Swedish words.

 This is us in the Ikea concession stand line. Because when you go to Ikea, you need sustenance.

Or you won't make it.

Lindsey Jo is gonna use that fabric to make curtains for her bebe's room. Remember her bebe, Isaac Henry? He's gonna be here in a few short months. She also got some other doodads and trinkets for his room.

Ann and I got chalkboards to put in our kitchens! Did I ever tell you Ann and I used to share a bunkbed? She had the top bunk. I held down the bottom. It was a magical time in our lives. Now I just have a big girl bed.

And the magic is gone.  

After Ikea, we did a little more shopping. We went to Anthropologie. And we got mad. That dumb ole store, it may have ridiculously cute stuff, but the prices are just so outrageously ridiculous that it makes you want to either vom. or punch something. They were selling ordinary jeans for 200 buckaroos, and ceramic owls for a 100 buckaroos. 

I'm going to go to a yard sale. Buy a ceramic owl for a nickel. And then mail it to Anthropologie headquarters with a post-it attached that says, "You people are dumb." 

We didn't stay mad for long. How can you be mad when you get fabulous parking spots because one of your friends is "with stork" (as Lindsey Jo and this sign put it.)

 After shopping was Cheesecake Factory. That place is fabulous. And blows my mind. Yes, their cheesecake is the bomb. But everything else on their giant menu is incredibly delish as well!

Ann and her oreo cheesecake!

I got cookie dough cheesecake. I told you I'm a creature of habit. Anytime cookie dough is on the menu, I get it. The same goes for bacon. Thankfully, there was no bacon cheesecake, so I didn't have to choose.

Oh! I almost forgot!

We tie-dyed our labor socks! They are going home with Lindsey Jo. It is looking like she is going to beat me and Ann in the race to have the first bebe of the group. It's also looking like the labor socks should just go ahead and get comfortable in Lindsey Jo's sock drawer. I don't think they'll be going anywhere else for a while.


And that was our weekend! So great to see some of my favorite people in this ole world! They are two of the most incredible friends. I love how we just get each other. And I'm so thankful for them and love them lots! Also, thanks to their two sweet hubs for letting them get away for the weekend!


PS - Thanks to Lindsey Jo for helping us make our blogs cuter. I'm stilling working on mine. Trying to make some buttons for the side. Can't make any promises.

One more day!

One more day of studying my brains out studying the brains...

But more importantly, one more day til I get to see...

this girl! She's Lindsey Jo!

and this girl! This is Ann. Actually, her name is Anna, but I don't think I've called her that in 4 years.

Oh right, you'd like to see a normal picture of them?

Okay, bad example, I'll try again...

See? We can be totally normal when we want to. Its just that we never want to.

We have way too much fun running around, being loud, acting like hoodlums!

I was so very blessed to meet these two girls my freshman year of college! We were all little UT newbies, and we found each other our first week of school. And remained inseparable for all of college.

But now we're out of college. And Lindsey Jo is in Tennessee. Ann is in Alabama. And you know where I am. But it doesn't matter. We're still inseparable!

We're all gonna roadtrip tomorrow and meet in the middle - Atlanta! For the weekend! And yes ma'am, I'm so excited! 

We do have some other college BFFs who aren't able to make it. Isn't it just amazing how we all met freshman year and never looked back :) I wanted to give them a shout out, so they'll know that they'll definitely be missed!

Props to Bryant, LJo's husband, for using his hotel points to let us stay in a hotel fo' free! You're the best!

Speaking of Bryant...

He and Lindsey Jo are having a baby!! A boy! His name is Isaac Henry! But I already like to call him Little Pea or Hank or Lil Buns! His world debut is mid-October, and I can't wait to meet the little man. 

Above is us in a wedding together in May! And her baby bump is way bigger now, and I can't wait to see it!

And if this photo worries you, don't you fret, I'm not pregnant. But the interesting thing about me in this photo is that if you check out my shoulder, you'll see my middle deltoid muscle popping out like nuts. So here's an anatomy tidbit for you, if you want to palpate your own or someone else's deltoid, just have them grab their belly and pull up! Guarantee you'll some deltoid-popping-outage.

Here's our exciting plans for the weekend:

-Dancing around to Justin Bieber's "Baby" while pointing at LJo's belly

-Laying out by the pool

-Eating

-Talking

-Talking and eating, we like to multi-task

-Going to Ikea

-Maybe visiting Louie Giglio and Chris Tomlin's church

-Eating and talking, we like to switch it up

-And tie-dying some tube socks. 

Here's the reason behind the tie-dying. Lindsey Jo is gonna wear them when she has Isaac Henry! Then later, she'll write his name and birthdate on them. Then, whoever has a baby next (probably LJo again) will get to wear the socks and write on them. And it'll continue on and on!

It's kinda like the sisterhood of the traveling pants, but the socks version... That you only wear when you're giving birth (or adopting). And don't tell me that that's weird because I'll tell you to live a little!

See ya'll in the ATL!