this weekend

was for an impromptu girls night with leah + friends, complete with meeting a fellow tumblrour minds being blown by an incredible magician friend, and lamps/leah/myself realizing we were all wearing the necklaces leah gifted us with. was up early and snapped a picture-perfect shot of the raleigh water tower before swapping the gym for my bed. spent saturday afternoon at the pool with my bff + our friend melissa, and relived our beach memories with the perfect shot glass souvenirs she got us. woke up sunday morning with the worst headache i’ve ever had, every time i moved i got nauseous + threw up. all i could do was lay on the floor and try to stay still, the last time i threw up i cried because i was terrified that i couldn’t keep water/gatorade/food down + it was almost 4pm. when i finally fell asleep, i woke up without the migraine — thank god. i’ve never had a migraine before, and i pray that i never have another one. i was finally able to get up + get rhyan from his dad’s, eat dinner, and were both in bed early since he had his first day of school today. eighth grade! can you tell how excited he was for me to take his picture this morning?

friday five

.5   i know i’ve been harping on the fact that this has been a week, but i’ve encountered so many rude/mean/terrible/awful people + am over it. not sure what it is, but those i’ve talked to about it at work/outside of work have said the same thing. what is going on + why can’t everyone just be nice?

.4   the weekend is upon us again, and i haven’t any plans other than drinking heavily at the pool with my bff + girlfriends tomorrow. [fireball, anyone?!]

.3   there have been so many comments recently about how grown up rhyan is looking, and i guess it’s getting more + more obvious that he really is growing up right before my eyes. he starts 8th grade on monday, and i just can’t believe it. psa: hug your babies + toddlers while they’re little, because before you know it they’ll be bigger than you are. 

.2   men are idiots. plain + simple, i just can’t figure them out. nor do i want to. they’re so wishy-washy about making plans, what they want, etc. and it’s apparent all they really want is to get into your pants. [example texts: ‘want me to bring over some beers later?’ or ‘you/me, beers/couch?’ or ‘wanna hang out…later?’] no, no, no. be a man + go through the process the right way. 

.1   next friday at this time i’ll be hittin’ the road en route to cherry grove for five glorious days with a handful of my favorite girls in the world. cannot wait!

this weekend

was for friday night watermelon + pineapple margaritas at el rodeo with marta and rhyan, moseying around morgan imports for an hour afterwards. an early saturday morning workout + spotting a cicada coming out of its shell on my tire. selfies for snapschat with my crazy kiddo. cold-brewed coffee, teaching rhyan how to make pancakes + blt’s for dinner. a very happy birthday party for rob on sunday at the goat, with some of my favorite people — resulting in a later than normal bedtime, but so worth it for sunday funday. a solid weekend, indeed.