pop. fizz. clink.

My weekend plans went pretty well if I do say so myself. Minus the reading Safe Haven and studying for the dreadful GRE, I did fantastic. If only all goals were as easy as drinking champagne. 

Friday night we went out with one of A's groomsmen who was in town to ride on the Saturday night parade. 

Champagne and dancing described the night. Don't go contacting animal control. I do not let my dog drink champagne. He just really likes to try to...what can I say, the man has good taste. And a champagne roadie is always necessary. ALWAYS. And no, I wasn't driving. And our most favorite thing to do prior to going out is to jam to "Trouble" by my girl T-Swizzzzzle. Love her or hate her, you cannot deny that it's a JAM. And then we went home around 11. When you live in a college town, you can only handle so much of the college bars. Maybe I need to drink more Champagne before we go out next time. 

Saturday we watched Skyfall. I've never watched a James Bond movie from start to finish before - gasp! We aren't done yet, but I like what I've seen so far. And Bond is a man whore for sure. 

Then we went to the Krewe of Rio parade and grabbed sushi afterwords with friends. I love sushi, but I don't think I would like it outside of Louisiana. The only rolls I like are the Ragin Cajun - fried gator - and the one with crawfish in it. OH and this one I tried once with steak in it - Cowboy Caviar or something. HA. 

Bowden didn't want us to go to the parade and leave him all night. He was enjoying all of our cuddle time!

And yes, I realize that today is not Monday, so the weekend update is late, but yesterday was a day sent straight up from the Devil himself. So let's pretend that I'm on time with this? 

hey there monday

I'm not even going to try to make today happy by saying happy Monday. It's definitely NOT a happy day over here. The weekend, however, was a good one. Friday we ventured out, but I'll have separate posts on those activities later this week.

Saturday morning I woke up to this lovely feast prepared by my amazing husband. He's the breakfast lover of the house. It was lunch for me - he let me sleep in until 11:30 and I love him even more for that.

Bowden got in some good stair running practice before the rain started.

What rainy Saturday is complete without grilled cheese?

Under the tree they go.

Peekaboo, I see you catching up on my blog. What a good little husband.

Today has been a downright terrible day at work and it's had me in the dumps. Then I get even more in the dumps that I'm depressed because I really have it pretty good. I have a great paying job and a fantastic husband. There's 26 families out there that lost a loved one on Friday - it really could be so much worse. So for the rest of the day I pledge to think about the things I'm thankful for and not the things I wish I could change. I hope you do the same as well.

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