A picture from the weekend:
Hayes 301, all grown up.
Pretty ladies. I would like them to now come back.
Friends, three years later.
From belt buckles to wedding dresses
After yesterday’s somewhat somber note, I figured I should 180 the tone of this blog with a little sass from Jamey. We need to bring the silly back.
Therefore, today we bring you another round of The Internet and Alcohol Do Not Mix, part deux. Here’s a picture of the man model himself:
- Bit the bullet and bought the belt buckle.
Yes, that is what you think it is: Jamey had a little too much Firefly and lemonade one night last week and bought himself a new belt buckle – made of bullets. Ridiculous. Continue reading
Friends, come and gone
Whenever the roommates are reunited, I like to think of it as something of a Glorious Reunion.
- Testing the waters on an overcast Sunday
There’s something to be said about college friends and the bubbling-over of memories that come with each reunion. This one was particularly special for me, since it introduced three of my closest to my to-be-for-life significant other.
Not much of what we did was particularly out of the norm, aside from gorging ourselves with delicious food and postponing any diet “one more week.” We toured around Charleston, braved the overcast skies and did what we could to savor the weekend together – a weekend that went much too fast. Continue reading
Avast!
If Jamey ever has a home office some day, guess what I’m putting up on the wall first?
- Now we just need a glass bottle model of the HMS Surprise.
I am on a serious pirate kick lately, and it might have something to do with the trailer for this movie.
Also, I am loving this Etsy shop. (There might be a certain adorable elephant and baby wall decal that I am desperate to buy, but I don’t need to give Jamey reasons to think I’m baby crazy.)
Jamey & Claire 