what was I thinking and other questionable photos...

Lindsey and I were discussing our horrible fashion choices in the late 90's / early 2000's and I found some pretty gem quality photos.

Would you make out with me back then?

For our church directory circa 1998.

I had those bangs longer than I'd like to acknowledge.

I remember that tube top...it was reversible and made of the same material as bathing suits.

Side Note: That was my outfit for the "club" on our High School Senior Cruise.

Yup...that's me. You know how some people say "gingers have no soul." This is proof.

12 years old in L.A. with my Dad.

The hair, those fray top jeans, that tank top, that purse! Ugh!

To Keep You Entertained...

I live a boring life and even when I do something "fun" I neglect to take any photos.

But last Wednesday, a few of the gals and I went to see Gavin Degraw. We had amazing seats (thanks, Sandi)!

This was Cade's first music concert...he was loving it...I felt him kick to the beat.
(um...can't get that damn thing to rotate...sorry friends)

My first concert while in utero was Willie Nelson and now I hate country music...coincidence? My first concert outside of the womb was a free concert in Charlotte when I was 14 to see Hanson. I was OB-SESSED with those long haired boys.

These days I've been to so many concerts I can't even count or remember some of them. Maybe I should do a post on the BEST and the WORST concerts. I definitely have them ranked in my head and my love Justin Timberlake is at #2! AHHH...the horror!

Saturday I woke up bright and early to watch my "Cocks" beat Florida at a noon game.

Those noon games are tough let me tell ya. I'm more privvy to 3:30 games. So whoever decides the times...please keep that in mind.

Baby Shower for Cade

This past Sunday, some friends and I hosted a baby shower for our sweet friend Sandi and her bun in the oven, Cade.

It would be safe to say it was a huge success.

We all know what happens at baby showers...people show up, eat, open gifts, etc. So I won't bore you with those details. Instead just enjoy the following picture dump.

And um...how adorable is our sweet expecting mother? So cute...as always.

Not to mention...Devin (to the right with the scarf) is expecting her 2nd child...a girl...in March. Can you even tell? Yeah, didn't think so!

Eff, Kill, Marry

So apparently my first Eff Marry Kill post was a success, that I decided to do it again this week.

I was having trouble coming up with 3 potential fella's, so I enlisted Lindsey to pick them for me. The above 3 gentlemen are those she gave me. FML!!!!!!!!

Eff...oh my, what a toss up. Do I want to eff Flavor Flav and get it over with or kill him and his big ass clock necklace. I'm gonna have to go against my usual mantra that "two reds don't make a right" and do the dirty with Carrott Top. Yes, he's a freak and has more chemicals injected in his face and body than 200 junkies combined...but...he's buff. I did not say he was attractive, I said buff. And buff Flavor Flav is not. I can't be having relations with someone I could possibly crush with the weight of my own body.

Kill...Flavor Flav. What other option do I have? I eff'd Carrott Top so I wouldn't have to eff Mr. Flav. Do I need to justify myself? Didn't think so.

Marry...DJ Qualls. He's a skinny little fellow to say the least. And we can go back to the part where I said I didn't want to bang someone that was smaller than me, but I would take one for the team here. DJ seems the most stable individual out of the 3, so I don't think I would have to worry about baby's mama's, flying shoes, or weird vegas strippers showing up in my life with DJ.

Dear Mandy...

DEAR MANDY...

thanks for being the best friend a girl could have...but remember...

Happy Birthday! I hope you have a the best day ever! :)