YAY for the return of Confessional Friday! Since we all know that I am a bit of hot mess 99% of the time, I've always got plenty to dish! This week was no exception:
1.) I spotted a leather-clad fellow coming home from work the other day. I immediately noticed he was riding a motorcycle identical to the one Jon used to own. Gosh, I remember just how good Jon looked on that sucker. Of course, Jon sold the bike when we first started dating after he heard my father, an emergency surgeon, rant about the dangers of motorcycling. Let's just say my dad didn't know he ever owned a motorcycle until a year after the fact.
Anyway, back to my story- for memory's sake I decided to take a picture of the bike to send to Jon.
See that there? Yep, he's looking directly at me.
He saw me take the stalker photo. And then I had sit through 2 traffic light rotations with him just staring at me...and I MEAN STARING. Of course, with the tint on his helmet visor, I couldn't judge his facial expression at all. Sooo he was either winking at me or giving me the stank eye for snapping a pic without written consent from his modeling agent. We will never know for sure.
2.) I had creamed corn for lunch this week from Rudy's...no no, I ONLY had creamed corn, by itself, for lunch on Thursday, AN ENTIRE QUART of it.
I have to drive by this place every single day on my way to work and yesterday I just couldn't take it anymore. I HAD TO HAVE some of their delicious, to-die-for, creamed corn. The worst part was- I had absolutely no shame about marching my booty in there, paying for my single styrofoam quart container, and walking out.
Would you like some sausage links with that? Perhaps a brisket sandwich to accompany your side-dish? No no, pure starch and sugar will do me just fine. Thankyouverymuch.
And while I have spent the past couple of years trying to avoid the the stereotypical corn-fed princess from the heartland image, I LOVE CORN- the creamier, the better.
3.) Moving on. Remember all those DIY projects I had planned for this week? I haven't accomplished any of them.
Actually, I take that back. I "installed" updated knobs on our antique bar.
Does that even count as DIY? I'm going to say yes.
4.) While the rest of the world is hatin' on Paula Deen, I am falling in love with her "yall"! It's not her recipes that I'm obsessed with, although I bet she could whip up a mean creamed corn. I'm totally crushing on her "Savannah Style" home decor book.
OH hey girl!
She writes about wicker, wrought-iron, and silver. Girlfriend can really
speak-a-mah-language.
Look at those silver julep cups. I need them. I need them now.
5.) Speaking of mint juleps, Jon and I have officially decided that we are going to have a Kentucky Derby party. I am already in planning mode...the Derby ain't til May 5th.
This is classy and understated, no?
6.) In other home-decorating news (this is where I lose my entire male readership), I am totally obsessed with chevron-patterned goods these days.
I blame Etsy. And since the pattern doesn't really fit with our current home decor, I fully plan to force this trend onto my friends - bridal showers, birthdays, no one is safe. You have been warned.
7.) I wore my new "crimson" slacks from Victoria's Secret to work today and I am already developing a pants complex.
I have had three people compliment me on my clothing choice, but all three compliments were either proceeded by a "WOW!!" or followed with a "BRIGHT!!!"...I don't know....
7.) I wore my new "crimson" slacks from Victoria's Secret to work today and I am already developing a pants complex.
I have had three people compliment me on my clothing choice, but all three compliments were either proceeded by a "WOW!!" or followed with a "BRIGHT!!!"...I don't know....
8.) Kelly & Kyle are buying their first home today- a GORGEOUS home! I thought I'd be cute/creative/whatever and wrap their housewarming gift in today's newspaper, the day of their official closing.
Well, here's today's Austin Statesman.
Crap.
Adios muchachos!
All My Love,
Jessica
1 comment:
Just love the way your mind wonders around while telling a great visual story. I must remember to take and share more photos. Poor Paula, I've always quoted her, "Oh, just add the rest of the butter, what's a little extra butter!" And then, of course, she giggles.
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