Miss Teen Garner 2006

No I was not Miss Teen Garner 2006, but my dear friend Lauren Elizabeth Rhodes Harris was. This past weekend we made the long trek to New Bern, NC to celebrate Miss Lauren's 25th birthday. I had not seen Lauren since Christmas and since New Bern is such a cute little town I didn't mind making the drive to see her. Added bonus a couple of my other friends were going to be there, and her husband's family has a boat :)

Ain't no sham in denying it, but I'll admit it - I stole a bunch of pictures from instagram because like I said I am horrible at remembering to take pictures. The caption on this picture is a great example of Lauren. Everything is the "Best .... in America (Amurrica)." You can't help but love her. Of course we did the boobs and up shot while we were in our bathing suits. We did get rained on, but luckily it was only for a short while. We headed in early so we could get ready for what Lauren didn't know yet, but Shep (Lauren's husband) had planned a surprise cook-out party!

While we were getting ready I had to snap a selfie with their adorable puppy Millie. Come December I will own one of these precious pups myself! Still winning Jared over on that one. 

Once we got all dolled up of course it was time to take a group photo.

At this point Lauren thinks we are still going somewhere out to eat - bless her. After Shep's mother stopped by to drop off some fixins for the burgers she started to get a little suspicious. Then her parents and brother showed up. I laughed so hard because she yelled "DONNA?!" (her mother) in a what the hell southern accent. Other people started arriving and Lauren was equally as shocked as people kept coming. After a few hours of eating and chatting - the parents left and it was time to really drink. We played a couple games of flip cup and then headed to the bars. 

I told Jared to stay at home because he was a little too far gone, but against my advice he went out. However, not for long. Shep and Jared headed home early (around 12:00ish) with not your typical cab service. Apparently it's really hard to get a cab in New Bern so they hire high schoolers to drop them off and pick them up. Strange, but innovative. We stayed out until the bars closed, and as you can see by Lauren's caption we had a rough next morning.

Jared and I unwilling got out of bed to make the trip home. We said our goodbyes and drank tons of water/Gatorade on the way home. 

I swear the older I get the more I hurt the morning after.

What is happening to me?

I've started crafting and cooking. What. The. Fuck. Not too long ago (before I moved to the burbs) my dinners consisted of dinosaur chicken nuggets, egg sandwiches, and frozen pizza. Now I'm making shit like baked eggplant parmesan?Again, I ask, what is happening to me? Jared's sister-in-law, Taylor (also a very good friend of mine), is very crafty and I think she is rubbing off on me. At least when we were crafting she offered that we drink while we craft. SOLD! See results below of the new found me. 

If you are't familiar with the quote on the pallet above - that is the North Carolina state toast. My dad used to recite this alllll the time even though he's from Virginia (he's a strange man). When I saw my friend Alyson used the toast on a piece of her home decor I wanted it in my home as well. It took a couple days to finish and a couple months to hang, but I think it has made a great addition to our home!

Speaking of great additions to our home Jared's parents gave us rocking chairs for our birthdays. The screened-in porch that Jared is building is almost complete, and these two pretties are going to look great out there. Once again, what is happening to me? 

Jared's 25th Birthday

I've come to realize I'm not great at taking pictures for my blog, however, I'm working on it. It was especially hard this weekend because we went to Lake Norman to celebrate Jared's 25th birthday. And when you're at the lake the last thing you want to do is be on your phone or take pictures of yourself while you're in a bathing suit. It always has to be a boobs and up picture for me because everything below that no one wants to see. Hell, maybe not even boobs and up. Any way we got to Lake Norman on Friday.

           

Taylor (Jared's sister-in-law) was kind enough to let us stay at her Maw Maw's lake house, and as you can see by the picture above this place is AWESOME. We grilled up some burgers to go along with a side of chips, and relaxed until it was time to head downtown.

We went to a place called Ri Ra's (http://www.rira.com/charlotte/) which is a pretty fun bar especially when they have a band, but the place can get packed. Like so packed it takes a good 30 minutes to get a drink - aint nobody got time for that. Booze is key when being packed in by what feels like a hundred people. I need to be drunk to deal with that. But back to Jared's birthday - the only picture I got is the one below - please take notice of Ben's awkward hand, and Blake's ecstatic face.

I'm pretty sure Jared had a good time because he couldn't talk or walk by the end of the night. Some people just can't handle their alcohol. The rest of the weekend was full of relaxation and alcohol. We consumed sunshine, margaritas, champagne, beers, wine, and I could go on. 

I guess now that we are getting older you get "old" person gifts for your birthday. See picture of him and his ladder below.

While he was up there I told him to clean the gutters - he started to and then realized it was still his birthday. Since living in the burbs I have tried to become more domestic, therefore, since it was his birthday I took a crack at making Jared this molten chocolate lava cake that he never shuts up about. I had consumed almost a bottle of wine (not a double bottle) before starting to cook/bake it, but I think somehow it turned out pretty well.

It was a great ending to the weekend where calories don't exist. Which leads me to a weight update - I've gained 5.6 lbs, but who's keeping track? 

Monday Night Munchies

Monday night Jared and I went out to dinner in the NODA area of Charlotte to a place called Heist Brewery. This place is definitely worth going to if you're ever in the area. Their food is served tapas style, which can be a struggle for me since I hate sharing food. There's just a little voice in my head that says "back off bitch this is my food - get you're own!" However, against my will - I shared. Oh and their beer is pretty good too. Back to the food - we got lobster mac and cheese, totchos (tater tot nachos!), and hot wings. Hands down tie between the totchos and hot wings - the lobster mac and cheese was alright too. 

Sooo because I'm such a fatty I didn't really get a chance to take pictures of the food before I ate it. I know I'm really sucking at this whole blog thing. But as you can see we ate ALL of it, therefore it had to be good. Actually I usually clean my plate whether its delicious or just mediocre, but that's neither here nor there. Please go to this place if you are ever in that area, and you don't mind sharing your food.  

P.S. I just realized it looks like I was eating at this place alone. Was I? You'll never know.

http://heistbrewery.com/

"I'll have to call you back."

This weekend my Dad came in to town for my youngest sister's, Jesse, softball game. Since my Dad lives out in the country he had no idea what Charlotte traffic would be like. Please see below for the various texts concerning Charlotte traffic.

    
          


I think my favorite part is "If I had a ugly daughter I would name her Charlotte." Gotta love him. However, he finally made it, and we spent the weekend watching softball.

Not the coolest weekend I know, but it was nice to catch up with my dad. He's always coming up with these outrageous inventions that are hardly marketable to the general public. His most recent invention is a suicide suit - that way there is an easy clean up! Sweet baby Jesus something is wrong with that man. Now getting to the title of this blog. This weekend I stepped in fire ants. Fire ant bites are a mixture of a trillion mosquito bites and hot lava. While Jared was swiping these demon insects off of my foot, my dad was on the phone with a client. He held the phone away from his face, and said "I'll have to call you back." The look on my dad's face was priceless - he knew I was about to experience the worse pain and itchiness of my life. Of course I'm being dramatic, but seriously avoid ants at all costs. 

Big step -  Jared's parents finally got to meet Jeff (my dad). If you know the Hagadorns they are very inquistive people, and if you know the Wilsons we hate answering questions. So of course I was a bit concerned, but things turned out well with additional help from alcohol :) 

Sister Booty

I bet you're wondering what the title of this blog is about. Well, I come from the great city of  Rocky Mount located in Eastern North Carolina, and I received this nickname in 6th grade. Yes, I am currently a white girl trapped in a black girl's body. Obviously I have a big booty and word got out that I had sisters, which in turn produced Sister Booty. Brilliant - I know. Just to paint you a little picture, the first time I went to the OBGYN he said "You've got some great birthin' hips." Instantly mortified.  Don't get me wrong I like having curves, but I'm too curvy (as in I need to lose weight). Therefore, I have jumped back on the wagon. See below.

It was embarrassing as hell to take a picture of this. I was one of those people. One of those people that take pictures of their workout at the gym. So as you can see below I didn't want to document my sweaty-ness inside the gym, I just waited until I got in the car.

Don't worry I already know the first thing that has popped in to your head - Damn this girl is sexy. How the fuck do I have a boyfriend?

 And this is why I work out. Of course this whole bottle of champagne (which was consumed that night) has more calories than what I burned off at the gym, but who cares at least I finally made it to the gym. Progress. My end goal is to drop 40 pounds (HAHA). I'll keep ya'll updated with my weightloss goal, but probably not too often because this will be a slow process. Just know right know I've only lost two pounds and I had a donut for breakfast and chickfila for lunch. 

Happy Friday Y'all! 

It's finally the weekend - where there are no diets.

Why the hell am I doing this?

Because I'm bored.

Howdy Folks!

Well, I have decided to start a blog. This will not be an easy blog to read as my grammar is poor and my use of foul language is even worse. Bare with me. I honestly can't tell you yet as to what I might write about - it'll most likely be a mix of things. Just to give you a little snap shot into my life - I am 25 and currently live in Mint Hill, North Carolina or the suburbs of Charlotte as I like to call it. I moved to Mint Hill around two months ago from the great city of Raleigh! I miss it dearly. Now I live with my boyfriend and two roommates (who are recently engaged). I travel just about every weekend and I am pretty lame during the week. So..happy reading!

P.S. This will not be a glamorous blog. The only thing glamorous about me is that I like to drink champagne - scratch that I LOVE to drink champagne.