Being thankful for my Tacky Christmas Socks

I know, I have updated in like two weeks.  I've been busy, sick, contemplating deleting this blog, deciding it was fun so I would keep it and now.... here I am.  Giving you a little life update.

Okay so I won't even go into detail because I'm sure you've heard the story several times already--from Me, Faye, Brad, Jay, My Mom, My Aunt or anyone else who thinks they are friends with or related to the people who hung out with Kelly Ripa, Mark Consuelos, Anderson Cooper, Ellen Barkin and Andy Cohen. 
Just don't even roll your eyes when you look at these pictures because They.Are.Fabulous.  and you'd have an 8x10 printed and framed in your house if it were you in the picture.

Anyway, I took Tuesday off this week because I was feeling under the weather.  It was the one time I can honestly say I was thankful for the tacky Christmas socks my  Nope Nope's gives me EVERY single Christmas. 

You know the ones----fuzzy, ornaments printed all over, sticky stuff on the bottom (so you won't fall on the tile floor--god forbid that happen), oh and at the top they have these like little dangly jingle bell things. 
Legit. Tacky.
But, I wore them along with green and white polka dot flannel pants, a navy and gray long sleeve shirt and a sweatshirt on top of that--

I ventured out for some soup, I wanted to drive thru and get it but apparently they don't do drive thru soup anywhere?  So......made my way in and out of Target with three cans of soup and a microwave bowl of easy mac.  Keep in mind---I don't have pots, pans, etc--therefore boxed Mac and Cheese required too much assembly (plus I don't have milk or butter)
The point is, I got home--frozen solid, so excited to curl up on the couch with my Cosmo and some soup when I realized,  I DON'T HAVE A CAN OPENER.

Yeah...........................easy mac it was. 

For dinner Brad came and picked my lame sick self up--
(because I was convinced I "couldn't drive...." imagine me saying that in the most whiney voice possible) 
and took me to Newks then we (and by we I mean he) watched GLEE while I thumbed through Cosmo again.  Normally, when the two of us are bored we do things like--see who can pick out the worst outfit in Target

BUT, that night-- I was in bed and asleep by 9:45. 

I've somehow managed to make it through this week feeling sub par.  I cannot wait for the weekend, I plan to sleep, have some hot tea, sleep, fold clothes, clean, sleep, get my nails done, get a pedicure, have a smoothie, sleep, watch tv and make my Christmas list.  Oh and I also have to order all the invitations for my 2 Christmas parties and I need some new dress pants so J. Crew and I may have a date. 

Sweet Daddy invited me to a football ballgame Saturday--not sure why he thinks I would be interested in that but.........I may go just to hang out with him? 

I'll give you ladies more juicy interesting posts when I'm feeling better, promise. 

Random Annoyances

Random Annoyances of the day and

Reminiscing on Halloweens Past:

I just remembered this and wanted to blog about it earlier in the week but it somehow slipped my mind............. Have you guys ever seen a dog in an airport? Nor have I. However, last week on the way home from D.C. I was in Atlanta, had just made it to my gate with a bag of chocolate and I notice a small object on the ground moving. Apparently the people next to me brought two dogs?


They had “clothes” on that said SERVICE DOG. What does that mean? Your dog isn’t providing me with any kind of service—it’s just grossing me out. Not everyone adores dogs. My friends ANYONE who’s ever met me and stayed around for more than 5 minutes knows I dislike dogs animals A LOT. All shapes,sizes,colors,breeds, whatever, I don’t like them. Why do you have it in public? Be glad I wasn’t sitting in first class with your service dog because I would’ve thrown a fit, pretended I had an allergy and made you and your pooch get off.

 Who likes to be hit on at the gas station? Yeah me either…………as if being a lady and having to pump gas isn’t bad enough, you then have some overweight, plaid wearing, bearded male species gawking and trying to make conversation. Listen buddy, if I wanted to marry your type I’d have married someone I went to high school with……and if I thought you were attractive and/or wanted to talk to you I would’ve made up some lame pick up line and started chatting with you. Did I do that? Did I speak to you first? No, no I did not. I’m wearing my cute black slacks and a button up cardigan----on my way to my office job. I DO NOT want to be out here pumping gas at 7:30 AM nor do I want my hands getting all germy on this gas handle and I certainly don’t want you talking to me. I wish my Dad was here because he'd put you right back in your nasty place---but he isn't, so I'll do it myself
—HERE’S AN IDEA:

On to lighter subjects ………….


I, up until a couple days ago had decided I was going to Oxford to hang out with my girlfriends for the weekend. BUT, instead I’ve decided to be lame and stay on the Coast. I’m thrilled about staying home- being lame. I can’t wait to sleep in, catch up on laundry, clean my condo, go to brunch, not have to pack and/or unpack and not go through airport security. So….to start off my incredibly lazy weekend tonight I’m skipping the gym and we’re going to see Paranormal Activity 2! Now….I LOVE to get all excited about something scary and then when I actually get there….have a meltdown. Countless times I have gone to fraternity haunted houses—thinking it would be funny and ended up trampling one of my sweet girlfriends, punching someone in the eye or busting someone’s lip. Like I seriously freak out.
I decided yesterday I would watch the trailer from my cubicle, just to make sure this was something we would want to go see. I was being quiet about it….until something flew at the screen. Insert cuss word.

I screamed like someone was attacking me, everyone in the office freaked out, and then got mad when they realized what I was screaming about…..sorry guys.


Anyway, I’ve already made arrangements to stay at my friends parents house—should we be too scared to stay at either of our own places after the movie. I’m also not wearing heels in case I kick the person sitting in front of me in the back of the head.


……I’m getting worked up just thinking about how scary and awful it’s going to be. I know, I’ll cry…….like I know it. Judge if you want but that trailer was scary.

Piles and Piles of Dirty Laundry

So.....just in from D.C.
There are at least 14 piles of clothes in my room-clean,dirty,dry cleaning,darks,whites,hand wash only.  SHWOO!  Maid service please!  I'm not even cleaning it up, I will live in a mess for a day.  Plus it was time for DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES.....  I can't wait for the Halloween episode next week.  Oh and I loved the conversations between Renee and Gabby tonight--"it's hard being this beautiful......people don't realize what a burden it can be."  
I fixed popcorn-----for dinner and for lunch today-- you'll never guess.  A lettuce wrap with turkey and lemon water.  Not.  
Cookies and Cream shake, maple pecan fudge, white chocolate almond cluster, cookies and cream fudge and white chocolate covered pralines.  Yes, I'm so serious.  I ate that.  All of it.  In the ATL airport.  Can we say two hour workout tomorrow?


Blah.....I should feel bad about it but whatever I don't SO.....change of subject!
Here are a few places I visited this weekend, we stayed at The Ritz in Georgetown and I so want to move there.
Off the Record, inside The Hay-Adams across from the White House, fabulous

The Prime Rib
We had a date night Saturday night.  There was live music, champagne and lots of ladies in diamonds--My kind of hangout

And

I shopped................ duh

Like did they honestly expect me to stay and watch the Ole Miss game with a bunch of boys?  I pretended to be a football fan for about an hour (long enough to eat lunch) and then, "TAXI!"

Isn't that a good picture?  I actually took it, thank you.

Anyway-- Super FAB weekend, we had such a good time, I met lots of sweet people--including a woman that claimed she had just been tasered?  Too many gin and tonics maybe? 

Back to the real world until next weekend...............crap, I've GOT to find a Halloween costume. Tomorrow.  

Ladies--get the French maid costumes out and watch out for tasers!

Cleaning Out

It’s Friday for me today…. I’m off tomorrow, yes!

I’m meeting this lady for lunch in Ocean Springs, so excited to catch up!!

I had lunch with some other fabulous girlfriends, Amy and Alison on Monday at Mary Mahoney’s, we had such a good time! I LOVE lunch with girlfriends……….I always leave feeling fabulous because they remind me how lucky I am.

Wednesday was Heidi’s birthday so……we took the liberty of decorating her cubicle as tacky/fabulous as we could. This was the view from my desk all day…… uuuggghhh all those skanky brightly colored cheap balloons

There was a “Princess” balloon that I wanted for my desk SO BAD but everyone was quick to tell me it wasn’t my day…………FINE.

These are some of the sweet ladies from my office:

We enjoyed dinner at Ruth’s Chris after our 5 o’clock meeting. I had the three course special thing and OH MY GOD, just an FYI do not wear a pencil skirt (with SPANX underneath) when you are going to a dinner of any type. Although, it did probably keep me from eating as much as I normally would? So….maybe it was a good idea?

 

Anyway…I was cleaning my condo last night and for some reason when I’m “cleaning,” I always decide that I’m going to clean out a drawer or two---but I actually always end up looking at old pictures…….So last night I came across a cd titled
“Stone High School Graduation , May 19, 2006”

 

OOOHHHHH YEAH!

I stuck the disc in my laptop and this is what I found:

My BEST friends, who are still my BEST FRIENDS minus Jerr and Tone

Ahhhh........these make me laugh and they also reaffirm that I have always thought myself and my friends were fabulous.  Like....what other girls did you see having a photo shoot out on the football field?
If I could go back in time I would tell 18 year old me:
1. DO NOT go to Pearl River to play soccer, you're going to hate it.
2. Don't get those random piercings just because you feel like being cool--you'll take them out within a few months and to be quite honest they make you look like a skank.
3. Live it up while you're hanging out at Mahogany--those man chasing nights with your girlfriends won't last long!
4. Shots are never a good idea--ever
5. You're going to think you're dating "The One" your senior year of college--you're so wrong but you'll be a better person because of it, so... go for it!
6. You're going to have SO much fun in college, don't ever miss a party--because that's the stuff you remember, not the classes
7. You think you'll be a grown up by the time you graduate college but you'll be more terrified than ever!
8. You're going to get a fabulous job offer the morning of college graduation--so don't stress about it!
9. Tailgate just a few hours longer--it's not the same when you aren't a college student!
10. You don't have to have a new outfit from Forever 21 EVERY.SINGLE.TIME. you and the girls decide to go out.

I need to find a picture of all 6 of us from graduation--I'm sure I have 100's of them somewhere......
but....................... here are a couple of my old favorties:

Told You.

We're best friends............

FOREVER AND EVER AND EVER AND EVER.

CINDERELLA

Last night was the Jr. Auxiliary Charity Ball at the Beau.  
You know I made an entire day of getting ready.......I worked out, spray tanned, had my nails refilled and then took 4 ish hours to get ready.  I considered hiring a driver to pick me up and take me to Brad's house--because I thought I was too fabulous to drive......but......I sucked it up and drove the 5 miles to the river house.


Jay met us there and we shopped at the silent auction and sipped some champagne............

After a few hours of being fabulous we picked up our auction items (Jay bought a trip to Vegas, jealous) and headed to COAST to dance, duh.

You can't have cocktails on the dance floor so--------- when RUDE BOY came on (of course I requested it)  Brad was kind enough to stand on the edge of the dance floor--(on the carpet) and hold my drink so I could break it down in my formal.


We also stopped at McDonalds on the way home?  Why?  I'm not sure......I do know that I ordered a grilled chicken sandwich and an oreo McFlurry and they were out of both! What tha?  So.....I settled on a double cheeseburger (mayo and cheese only) with fries, a coke AND a cinnamon roll, which I thought you could only get for breakfast but apparently I was wrong?  Can you picture me eating that?  In that fabulous dress pictured above.  Yeah me either.

All in All Fabulous night, Fabulous friends, FAB FAB FAB.

Did any of you watch THE REAL HOUSEWIVES BEVERLY HILLS premiere last Thursday? If you didn't you missed out.  

Okay so Taylor (far left) is gorgeous with her fish lips and Adrienne (far right) is fabulous, her family owns The Palms in Vegas.........Kim who's sitting down in the blue next to Adrienne sucks but I like her Loubouton's in this picture--will have to purchase those for myself.


Also if you are feeling like you're hungry but you don't want to eat--you should watch this show, it'll encourage you to stay hungry.  They're all skinny and it's fabulous.


DESPERATE HOUSEWIVES tonight, whoop whoop!!!  What am I going to eat in front of the TV this Sunday night?  Last week was sushi and ice cream.  I'm thinking cheese pizza?  Newks?  Ice cream? McDonalds?  Kidding about that last one.


Cheers!

What's up Weekend?

Let’s hear it for Friday!

I am so exhausted today like seriously……

 I went to dinner with my grandparents at Manhattan last night and it was so sweet, my sister came down too…..

We had a sweet little table in the glass room that overlooks Washington Avenue and it was my FAVORITE time of day—just before dark, cool outside, people jogging by and walking their dogs. So cute. Anyway for dessert I had bananas foster cheesecake, yeah…..amazing twice.

(Whatever "amazing twice" means)


Somehow ended up at The Office after dinner, imagine that- always in need of an Apple Martini.

So…..here I am today, on “casual Friday”—decided by me, wearing the worst possible outfit a 22-year old could possibly wear. Jeans, solid color fitted shirt, solid color sweater, flats, minimal jewelry, minimal make-up. Anytime you have on “minimal” make-up that means you look awful.


I HATE minimal—I like TOO MUCH make-up, too much hair spray, too much teasing, too much, too much, too much. Bigger is better, Go big or go home, yada, yada….


Today I was in the mood for a big greasy cheeseburger or cheesecake or macaroni and cheese….so the office decided on Chili’s Party Platters. How gross, right? Wrong. Now I’m not a fan of cheap, chain restaurants but….. those little mini baby burgers were the coup de grace of my “diet.”
------------------------------------Not really because I’m not on a diet.


I also ate a BIG ole piece of cheesecake, like huge—everyone else cut theirs in half and I’m proud of them for doing that but…not me. I wanted the whole thing, so I ate the whole thing. And I don’t feel bad about it.

Sometimes at work when it’s not a crazy day and there are just a few of us in the office we’ll have “round table lunch,” I don’t know why I decided to call it that, the conference table is clearly rectangle but it caught on… so now when we think it’s a good day to be social we’ll have a “round table lunch.”
Round table lunch = Girls only

At RTL today we were all talking about cooking and I said I hadn’t cooked a meal in my condo yet (I moved in in July) and everyone was in disbelief. Like “OMG do you eat out every single meal? What do you do when you’re hungry? We’ve got to teach you how to cook!”


Here are my thoughts on those questions/ideas—


1. I know how to cook—and I’m a good cook, I don’t need your pointers/recipes


2. I don’t feel like cooking


3. I’m single, I can get a guy to take me out to dinner


4. I’m single, I can go out with my girlfriends


5. I’m single, I go to multiple events in one week and they always have food


6. I’m too tired to cook


7. I don’t feel like cleaning it up


8. I don’t feel like going grocery shopping


9. I don’t feel like having left overs in my clean refrigerator


10. No, I didn’t know that I didn’t own pots until my sister, who was house sitting at the time, called to ask where they were.


So there you go, 10 GOOD reasons I don’t cook.


After expressing my thoughts on having never cooked in my condo the Spanish lady in our office says:
“You need to get married and pop out a kid.”


I’M SORRY, WHAT?

Like imagine it in a little spanish/latino accent--Everyone burst into laughter….then I told her she was completely inappropriate and I would be doing no such thing any time soon. And when I do have kids—they’ll eat Marble Slab for dinner too.

I feel a nap coming on....and probably dinner out....Cheers to making it through another work week people. Natalie is coming down tomorrow and I'm so excited to see her---annnnnd Anna is joining us!

These ladies and I will be wining and dining come this time tomorrow.

CHEERS TO THE WEEKEND!

LOVE!

Interesting Conversations

Interesting series of events today……



Well I wouldn’t say series but several funny things have happened and I haven’t even made it to dinner with my grandparents tonight—which I’m SURE is going to be funny as well. For starters I almost left for work this morning wearing fur. I mean it has cooled off to like 70…..that’s “cool” weather right? It was just a little sleeveless shrug not a full on coat or anything but….after thinking about it……. how ridiculous would I look…in my office, wearing fur—in south Mississippi. Pretty stupid. Like don’t think I won’t wear it out this weekend at night if it’s below 71 degrees.
Whatever, so yeah… I changed my clothes and went to work—not wearing a fur shrug.
I was meeting this precious couple (I met them at the Talent Show last week) at Chimney’s for lunch so…. I decided to stop in Frosting and get them some cupcakes on my way. ….I walk in (with my shades on) Conversation as follows:


“Hey I need a dozen mini cupcakes, assorted please."
 Frosting Girl: “Okay, did you dye your hair?”
“Um……….no?”
 FG: “Didn’t you have blonde hair? At Perk”
 “Oh…yeah. Did you go to Perk with me?”

            

---Now I realized after leaving that sounded extremely rude/arrogant/whatever you want to call it but seriously, I am VERY good at remembering people. Since jumping into the corporate world/moving to a new city I’m not so good with names because I meet SO many new people but I always remember a face. And, for real, I have never seen this girl in my entire life….My hair is a different color AND I had my sunglasses on…and this chick still recognized me? I must have early stages of dementia.

I leave Frosting baffled and dying to open the box of cupcakes….and remembered I left stuff at the cleaners, a long time ago….like real long time ago so I swing in there, walk in, tell her my name, pay, grab my clothes—by this point there was a small line behind me and as I turn to walk out, I’m almost to the door and the tattooed lady behind the counter says “Hey—what size jeans you wear?” Like she yelled it so I turned around…everyone in the place is staring at this point—and say “3”


Now lets be honest with one another—I don’t wear a 3 okay, we all know that but really? Why would you yell at someone and ask what size they wear?


--Because “We got 10 pairs uh Levi’s on this rack, 10 bucks a piece”
1. I don’t wear Levi’s
2. I don’t want jeans someone else has worn
Oh oh and another random thing today (also dealing with jeans)---I get to work and I’m wearing some 7’s, they’re dressy jeans so I can wear them with heels you know whatever… well the I.T. guy walks by and says….”I like those jeans” and for one BRIEF second I thought oh my god the I.T. guy knows what 7’s are---I am so impressed. And then. He says. “They’re like retro, hippie jeans”

Retro? Hippie? Sweetie…I got these at SAKS, in New Orleans and there is nothing hippie or retro about them. But. Thanks, Thank You for thinking my jeans were cute.