Suffering the Consequences

Silly Dancing

Mellow Swaying

Watch out! We preg, and we don't even care!




(This is my very first personal video to upload. Cheers for fancy phones.)


We went and saw Vampire Weekend last night in Dallas. It was an awesome, fun show, and I had a great time, but, people, I am an old old lady, and I'll be honest, I'm still feeling it today. Carter and I were talking while we were there, and we just don't have the motivation anymore that we used to. I used to get pumped for this kinda stuff, and though I really enjoyed it and I'd do it again, I can't say that I was pumped last night in the way I remember. I used to live and die for Austin City Limits Fest, and now the idea of standing in that insane heat and getting my sunglasses stomped and laminating my homemade schedule and wearing a trashbag raincoat just makes me feel a little tired. It does.

Whatz a happening here?

Before We Even Knew

We went to a fun wedding in June of one of Carter's old time friends. I was pregnant but didn't know it yet. (Um, let's not think about the champagne I had that night.)


I scanned these in so, they're a little hazy.

Jack's Birthday

I'm late in posting these pictures, but here's Jack's first birthday party. It was awesome. The food was great; the backyard great; the sprinkler and inflatable balls great; the peeps great.

My sis with the birthday boy and W who can't be bothered with posing for pictures.


Poppa and W hanging out inside, caught mid-leap and showing off his cool tattoo.


Hanging out with other preggers, imagining our lives a year from now.


Grinning with Mom, talking about my belly.

Random Photo Dump from 2006ish-2008ish

Look at sleepy, puppy Lu!

It's Friday! Let's Play!

Elliot Erwin 1986 (Found on Slate)

Celebration Dinner

We took advantage of Restaurant Week by eating at Nick & Sam's this weekend. My favorite part? When they brought the champagne toast in honor of the birthday girl and were thoughtful enough to bring sparkling cider for those of us who aren't allowed to drink right now. The food was great and the company even better.

3 Best

1. This exact muted color of gray blue aqua for the nursery. Regardless of the sex. What do you think? If it's a girl, could I spin it to read feminine? (Image via Griege)



What if I used a hand-painted cherry blossom pillow? Of course, if it's a boy, there's no need for blossoms, cherry or otherwise.



2. The thought that it could be just like this: Mother and daughter strolling and cooking.

3. I went to a birthday party on Saturday night. One of the guests told me a story about a recent wedding several of my friends had attended. You must know that, by and large, this is not a wild crowd, but e'ry once in awhile a few of them go buck wild (or get jiggy with it as the saying goes). And, without divulging too many incriminating details, this wedding sounds like it was one of those times...

Friend told me that a few days after the fun of the wedding, she saw someone limbo-ing (on TV?), and she realized with mild horror that she had limbo-ed that night and gracefully fallen to the ground in the process, a memory she had somehow (?) forgotten until that moment. She asked a couple other wedding attendees about it, and they promptly told her there was no limbo-ing at the reception, that she was crazy, but she knew. She knew.

Weeks pass. She found a photo on Facebook of the reception with limbo-ing in progress, and her own woo hoo-ing, high fiving image waiting to be next in line. Proof!

This is how it went down:

"You know what we need to do right now?"

"What? Have another Long Island Iced Tea?"

"No, fool! Limbo!"

"But how? We have no pole."

"Umm... Here's my tie!"

"Let's do it! Gather all the participants who want to get jiggy."

"Me! Me! I want to get jiggy! I'm raising my hand/high-fiving/raising the roof to show my excitement and willingness! Surely I won't fall down on my first turn..."


I didn't even ask anyone's permission to tell this story or include this picture.

Banana Bread and Friendship

This is my friend Molly and her hub Jeff. I stole this picture stalker-style straight out of her Facebook album. We've been friends since third grade. Molly has a sweet post that made me cry and cry this morning (and if I'm honest, even tear up right now thinking about it).

But please ignore all pictures of me in glasses. It was a rough time.


And this is Mol, Jeff, and Vincent, a dog close to my heart.



And this is Molly and her son, little Jack.

As we're getting ready for a baby of our own, I hope that he or she has a Molly-kind-of friendship. The kind of friendship that changes your life and protects you and makes you better.

In the last week...

I snuggled with sleepy pup ladies,


stared down some crawling kids,


went "swimming" with long time friends,


and showed off my new birthday earrings and purse from Mo-Weeze. I like to wear my purse while driving. What?



I also balanced the checkbook, made banana bread, and ate some fried shrimp, but I don't have pictures of any of those. Too bad for you.

3 Best (Plus One Extra... So, Really, 4 Best)

1. This lantern and pom pom cluster from Apartment Therapy



2. This fabric from Plover Organic via Neo-Trad



2. Peas in a pod from La Tartine Gourmande




3. This little, interspecies friendship from Our Neck of the Wood

Brownstone Review

Eat This Fort Worth posted a review of the Brownstone opening this weekend. The place was PACKED and HOT... not in a sexy way, in a the-air-conditioner-was-broken kind of way.

A friend alerted me that the Eat This Fort Worth review included a picture with Carter in the background (over the bald guy's shoulder). The best part of this photo to me, however, is the spike-haired guy front and center who appears to be creepily checking out the waitress. That's sweet.


It was a fun night with friends, but I wasn't bowled over by Brownstone. I will go back for an actual meal at some point--hopefully after they get a few of the kinks worked out.

Sleepover

Don't you want to be ten years old (or thrity-one) and sleeping here with your friends?

From Georgia Carlee of GCI Design via House of Turquoise

We have a Dallasite friend staying with us tomorrow night because of a multi-day training at one of the hospitals here in town. I don't have a sleeping porch to offer, but I do have a little Boston Terrier for her to snuggle with. She loves guests and is happy to oblige.

Boot Ranch Weekend

We took a trip to Fredericksburg last weekend with Carter's parents, his brother and Monique, and the Kelley family.



We had fun. Carter was adamant about visiting Texas Monthly's #3 Best Burger at this swanky little joint, Alamo Springs something or other. He thoroughly enjoyed his meal.


We did a lot of hanging out in the main house,


reading magazines, eating cookies, dominating the men in Catch Phrase,


talking, drinking beer, catching lightening bugs,



taking sunset drives in the golf carts, snoozing in cushy beds, playing pool,


cooking and letting others clean up,


(I think someone didn't want to have his picture taken in his glasses, so here's the revised version, too.)



and shopping in town. I came home with a smelly candle, a new pastry bag, and an extra large star tip for piping icing.


They weather was perfect. I even squeezed in a golf lesson. This was the view from the porch of Carter's and my sleeping cabin.



It was a perfect spot for reading and enjoying the breeze.


And taking in the pretty wild flowers.