Tuesday, March 20, 2012

Little Smiles

41. Chaco Weather



42. A week of long runs


43. This Hat
44. Being back in Nashville to celebrate friends


45. Diving into new books



46. Coffee Dates and Burma Valley Smoothies at The Forest


47. New Sushi Places


48. Days off with the labradoodle



49. Vintage finds for $2


50. Front porch quiet times


Sunday, March 18, 2012

A Random and Spontaneous Weekend


As I am coming towards a close on my time in Greenville I find myself attempting to fit everything I want to do in not a whole lot of time and trying to take in every little moment. Despite my type A+ personality, I do sometimes attempt to be spontaneous so when my friend called me and asked if I wanted to go to Atlanta and see a Hawks game I said sure. It was 3 and the game was at 7:30 so I figured we had enough time. We drove to Clemson and met up with friends I had never met and drove to Atlanta. This would be an issue if I were not able to talk to a brick wall but since I can, I was cool with it. We made it to outside of Atlanta when the all powerful ATL traffic hit for no reason whatsoever other than that it was a Friday. A man also wordlessly offered us beer while we were stopped on a 5 lane highway for 20 straight minutes. Welcome to Atlanta where the players play indeed.

We met up with some others and had dinner after deciding that really missing the first part of the game wasn't such a big deal. I mean time with friends is priceless right? Cut to us driving around for 30 minutes looking for a place to park at the game. Did you know that the interstate cuts RIGHT through downtown and that you have to drive for 20 minutes to get around it? A man totally designed 85. We finally found a place to park and it was already halftime- so not looking good. We decided to be good citizens and pay to park at the least sketchy of the sketchy parking lots. Look when there is only one car in your parking lot, a rickety ticket booth, and some chains I ain't parking there. The parking lot was $10 and in my effort to contribute I may or may not have put in a dollar that was in fact taped together. And the machine may or may not have started freaking out and stopped working for a few minutes. Yeah, my bad. About the time the machine was spitting out my taped together dollar the other car called to say that the ticket booths were now closed. Soooo I guess we weren't going to see the game. Good thing there was Taco Mac where you can sit for 2 hours and eat some tacos while watching the basketball game happening in the arena beside you on TV. And then we got into the thankfully not broken into cars and drove back to Greenville. I wish I could say we have photographic evidence of such an epic adventure but we dont. Too bad because I really wanted to take a picture of that parking lot.

The next day I adventured into downtown Greer and discovered the coolest store in the entire world- Acme Hardware. They have ice cream and bulk candy, Chacos, a mini climbing wall, AND a Nerf gun on steriods arena complete with awesome helmets. Basically it is the coolest store ever and if I were a child in Greer I would insist on living there. Actually I would be ok living there now if they would let me sleep in one of their ENO hammocks and let me live off of Pixie Sticks and Birthday Cake Ice Cream.

Take no prisoners.

So not kidding about the helmets.

Also a giant metal chicken. Greatet. Store. Ever.

Rapunzel was there too.

Pinwheels for the less adventurous children.

Climbing wall yo.

Chacos Chacos Chacos.

They also had giant Tootsie Rolls. You know for your average giant.


Apparently Greer also has a city park with a fountain and playground that was too crowded to allow us to play on it to our hearts desire. Although the Greer po po will give you a nasty glare if your friend tries to jump into the fountain, just sayin. And I'm convinced will sick Kudzu bugs on you as punishment.

Who knew?

Fountain in which you are not allowed.

And the best way to end such an adventure? Irashiai Sushi in G-vegas. Trust me, your taste buds will thank you.
So until the next time I randomly decide to go to Atlanta, here's to more adventures.

Thursday, March 1, 2012

Adventures in Charleston: Disaster Dress Edition


Even though I don't miss the insane humidity of Charleston, I do miss the people there so I was pretty excited to head down for the weekend for the annual wine tasting at the SC Aquarium. Because really is my natural habit not at an aquarium? So after driving through the monsoon that conviently located itself over my entire route I arrived and got ready in a record 11 minutes. Considering that work with kids all day, I feel like this is an accomplishment. Being both a girl and a micromanger I, of course, sent multiple outfit options to my friend to decide what the perfect outfit for a wine tasting with an albino alligator and jelly fish is.


Totally not kidding about the alligator.
Fast forward and we're in the car on the way to hang out with said alligator when I feel something pop on my dress. Yeah, that's not going to be good. Apparently the zipper on my dress just decided not to work anymore and I was left yelling at my friend to pull the car over and figure something out right.this.minute. And quick. To be fair this sort of thing has happened before but it was at a sorority function where the safety pins from a guy's suspenders saved the day. Unfortunately we had neither safety pins nor a MacGuyver in suspenders so back home we flew. Naturally the over planner in me had failed to see such a predictable event in my future and I hadn't packed another dress to wear. Because, you know, dont you always pack just in case your dress breaks? Well now I will...


Sad, broken dress

My dear friend Katie saved the day with a dress left over from her college days. Apparently I can wear a junior's dress still- if you finagle the straps up with a bow hair clip and in the words of the darling Tim Gunn, Make it Work. Of course this event did allow me to tell the story to anyone who told me they liked my dress and wear rhinestones for the first time since 8th grade. It also allowed me to pretend to be Katie for the entire evening in photos- I'm practicing for Halloween.


And best yet the weekend ended up being a blast filled with an incredible Mission's Conference, walks on the Cooper River Bridge, delicious food and time with friends! Apparently weekends that begin with a dress falling apart can end up being pretty wonderful.


At dinner with our friend George- the guy beside us wearing running clothes, sitting at a bar, and drinking Martinis. You know, the usual.