Countdown

Because I really, really need something to look forward to right now....

14 days until my Premier Designs jewelry party

22 days until I see (most) of my family!

23 days until COLLEGE FOOTBALL SEASON

30 days until NYC and Fashion Week, baby!

32 days until Jay Z and Eminem

49 days until a cabin in the woods with our best friends

80 days until we debut the world's most awesome Halloween costumes

94 days until the Colts open a can of whoop-ass on the Bengals

105 days until Black Friday

Food + Friends + Flickr = Fantastic Fun

If you follow me on Twitter then you already know that I got to meet the lovely Ally from Cute on the Cheap when I was in Louisville a few weeks ago. She and her sweet husband, Al, took my friend Jamie and I to Ramsi's Cafe on the World, home of what is possibly the best brunch buffet on the planet. If you're ever in Louisville, you must go. It's insane.

Anyway, I finally got our pictures from the weekend. This one's for you, Ally!


And just because she's wonderful and fantastic and let me drag her all around Louisville for a weekend and took all the pictures because I was too lazy to bring my camera, this is my girl Jamie. Sup, playa?


You can see more pictures of our Louisville weekend (and Carrie Underwood!) on Flickr.

Road Warrior

{image via kaitlynsays.wordpress.com}

Dear Fellow Commuters,

I know that I'm the new girl around here and I don't have a lot of experience with this whole commuting thing, but I'm pretty sure I have a competent grasp of the basics. It seems, however, that most of you could use a refresher.

1. There is this thing on the left hand side of your steering wheel called a Turn Signal. It is used to indicate an intention to switch lanes. You ought to try it sometime.
2. The interstate is not the appropriate place for doing your hair, applying your makeup or changing your shirt (or your pants, for that matter). Please pay attention to the road.
3. Mr. NosePicker, you are surrounded by windows. I can see you and so can every other car that passes you.
4. The left hand lane is for people with no intention of exiting within the next five miles. If this is not you, kindly move yourself to at least the middle lane.
5. Short of a vehicular accident blocking all three lanes, there is absolutely ZERO reason that we should be at a complete standstill at any point while on the interstate. This is the INTERSTATE, people - it was invented for the express purpose of avoiding the stop and go of traffic lights. Even if we are moving slowly, we should be MOVING at all times.

In return, I promise to keep my middle finger to myself and do my best to refrain from screaming obscenities at you idiots my fellow road warriors.

Sincerely,
Sara

Six Word Saturday - Vacation Edition

Six Word Saturday is the blog carnival hosted every Saturday (clever, right?) by Show My Face. I could write volumes about our ten glorious days in the South, but I have neither the time nor the patience for that. Plus, I like you too much to put you through all that. You're welcome. So here's our vacation - six word Saturday style.

Only at Quaker Steak & Lube

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Nate - Ready for his first triathlon
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Leah and I - 20 years later

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Lovely bride. Handsome groom. Best wishes!

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Pretty pals pose poutily with pockets.

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Rookie's not sure about new addition.
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Nate gets in a little 'practice'.
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This is art? Who'd buy this?

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Apparently, these guys. Really, boys? Seriously?
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Good times were had by all.

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Nate got more than he expected.

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The Fearsome Foursome - Miss you guys!
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For more vacation pics, visit my Flickr stream here.

On vacation

{image via google images}

The car is packed, the dogs are walked and we are ready to hit the road for nine fabulous days down South! With the laptop still DOA, I'll be MIA for a few days. Sad, I know. But I have a fun post from my first ever guest blogger and a few scheduled posts to keep you busy while I am away. Try not to miss me too much!

Peace out, ya'll!

Where everyone knows your name....

I love being back home in Sumter. You can't leave the house without running into someone you know at Doolallies, Baker's Sweets or Wal-mart. It's so fun to catch up with people you haven't seen in months or sometimes years.

Note to self: When in Sumter, never leave the house without make-up.

Was it good for you, too?

Let me just preface this by saying, I fully understand and appreciate the reasons behind airport security requirements and am grateful to the men and women who work to keep us safe in the air.

That said, I just got molested by airport security.

Since you basically have to strip before going through the metal detector it took four of those little plastic bin thingies for all my various potentially hazardous items (laptop, 2 cell phones, snow boots, toiletries, coat, scarf and a long pretty necklace with which to choke the little kid who kicks the back of my seat). And lucky girl that I am, I was randomly selected to experience the latest and greatest in screening technology up close and personal.

You see, the new Indianapolis airport is only three months old and they have all these great new toys with which to torture protect the fine citizens as they attempt to escape the frozen tundra that is currently our fine city make their way to their gate.

Not only did I get the metal detector and the fancy little 'puff' sniffer machine (you know, the one that blows you're carefully arrange hair all to hell?) but I also got this:

Screener: Please spread your legs.

Me: That's easy enough.

Screener: Hands above your head.

Me: Um, okay.

Screener: Now, from the rear.

Me: Excuse me?

Screener: I meant 'turn and face the rear of the machine'.

Sure, you did.