I know it seems like all I do is live for the weekend, but… well, I kinda do live for the weekend. (I have been working on some new projects around the apartment though; I’ll share those later this week.) I kicked off the best time of the year –
college basketball season the holidays! – by hosting a Friendsgiving last weekend.
It’s amazing how much work goes into hosting a dinner party – and I didn’t even cook all the food! I made pork roast instead of turkey (I like my mom’s once a year, but I don’t need it more often than that), and all of my friends pitched in an appetizer, side or dessert. We had sooo much food: brie and crackers, nuts, baked garlic, spinach balls, potato casserole, collard greens, roasted vegetables, Amish chicken and noodles, derby pie, sweet potato pie, pumpkin rice krispie treats… I’m sure I’m forgetting something. It was gluttony at it’s finest.
Despite all the hours spent cleaning my apartment, Pinterest-ing my dining room table and stocking up on beer, wine and whiskey, I would absolutely do it again tomorrow. I’d love to hold a regular dinner series once a month or so with different themes. Unfortunately, I just don’t think it’s in my budget – all that stuff adds up! But I do have the perfect table for it, which is exactly why I bought it in the first place.
At the very least, hopefully this can become an annual Friendsgiving because – bear with me, I’m about to get sappy here – it really did make me thankful to all the wonderful friends, both old and new, in my life! xoxo
The wedding of the year finally arrived! OK, so it wasn’t the wedding of the year in the Kimye sense (Indianapolis is almost just like Capri), but more so in that anticipation has been building for this weekend all year. A night to party with some of my favorite people? It’s was bound to be good—and it didn’t disappoint. I am so sore! I’ve never danced that much at a wedding (and I even managed to keep my heels on most of the night, I’ve very proud). I don’t think anybody danced more than the groom though, which is hilarious because he’s not typically a clubber (Did the beard give it away?). Peter was among the first people I met my freshman year at Indiana, one of my boys. The next day his parents said they’d never seen anyone enjoy their own wedding as much as Pete did. It’s something to aspire to. And we love Sarah, too! The two actually met in middle school, and Pete had a crush on her even then, but they didn’t start dating until a few years ago. She looked beautiful, and from what I hear, she was the opposite of a bridezilla (also something to aspire to). I know this picture isn’t good in technical terms, but I really liked it because it looks like a painting.
I feel so honored that I was able to celebrate with the newlyweds. I don’t often get sentimental, but this is a couple that I truly believe in. To years of happiness! (Oh, and I forgot your gift… It’s in the mail, I swear!)