We’re worried about you, Justin Timberlake

Now that my sisters and I are older and all out of the house, it’s harder to get the whole fam-damily together for a vacation. Schedules are all over the place and Sami and Austin are in a different city now and Rachel and Chuckie were and it’s just…life.

The last time we were all together for a vacation was 2009. The first weekend we were gone, Michael Jackson died.

Fast-forward to a couple weeks ago. We all reunited in Denver, to visit Sami and Austin for four days.

And Prince died.

We are now afraid to go on another vacation because we have this unexplainable power. Our collective energies outside of Louisville, Kentucky are too strong and a major pop star pays the price.

I think we’re going to Gulf Shores next summer and I’m genuinely concerned that if we can all go, who is in danger.

Other than the passing of sweet, talented Prince, our four-and-a-half dayish jaunt to Denver was all kinds of awesome. We visited Boulder (Hippie HQ), Golden (The Cutest) and Red Rocks (I’m in love). And climbed a mountain and ate good food and had all kinds of fun together.

And did not smoke any weed despite landing in Denver on 4.20. #regrets

I compiled a list of quotes that you’ll see pop up here and there on the blog, so stay tuned.

For now though, let me show you our trip – it’s much easier (and prettier) to do through pictures.



Georgia On My Mind

I’m in love I’m in love and I don’t care who knows it!

With a city. Is that weird? Is that possible? Would that get me a show on TLC?

Naw, seriously though, if the city of Savannah, Georgia was a person… I might marry it.

Just sayin’.

My BFFs and I spent four-ish days in the city recently for Ash and Matty’s wedding and when time came to go home, I don’t think any of us wanted to.

I could go on and on about the beautiful city and awesome time we had, but I think that’s something better shown in photos. So get ready, ’cause there are a lot.

I could have filled up a memory card just on pictures of buildings…

This is the view of our place (we’re on the second floor with no blinds. Above Smoothie King.) from World Of Beer.

This is the first time ALL of us – all 7 of us and plus ones and Emma Em – had been together in a long time, so in true US fashion, we made sure we took some really great and flattering and awesome pictures of each other.

And while the purpose for our trip was celebrating the awesome Matt and our beautiful Ashley:

Who broke it down in what we dubbed “Wobble Park” because she held her own and got everyone’s attention with her dance moves to that song. And her shyness, obviously.

We also celebrated this young man, AKA The Roommate, who turned the big 3-0 but yet doesn’t look a day over 2-0 (and that’s a great thing, bud!).

It’s ridiculous how many pictures I took, so this is the first post of many. And these don’t even do it justice, really. One of the best times I’ve had in a long while.


You can really tell in this picture. Excuse the look of crazy on my face. That’s what you get when you leave me with my best friends. And four strawberry daquiris.