Life post? Travel post? Long Weekend post? Here Are My Friends post? Haven’t Cooked in Forever and My Toenails Just Grew post?
Actually, I’ve been flirting with the idea of incorporating more of these random lifey posts here and there. What do you think? Would you be into that? Or are you a food, the whole food, and nothing but the food type of reader?
Either way, there are cute little babies in this post. The end.
So, we went to our hometown, Fayetteville, AR for the holiday weekend. Here are a few things I saw and did and did and saw.
Should we hold hands? No? Wow that was fast.
I saw my awesome friends and their babies. My friend on the left has a baby in her belly. We squealed a lot. My friend on the right is the mama to the sweet bebe in this next picture.
Who was obviously busting at the seams to see me.
Maybe if I stick my camera up in her face that will help!
I saw some pretty flowers at the Farmer’s Market. I also saw some baw-daw Arkansas cutting boards! But I didn’t buy any because they cost 66 trillion dollars and I only had three nickels and some dryer lint.
I watched my friends walk in front of me at the Farmer’s Market. And I thought, “I really love Sarah’s ombre hair. Too bad I would look like a homeless rainbow if I tried to pull that off.”
Then I watched Sarah buy some purty flowers. And a few friends stopped us to tell us the flowers smelled like mushrooms. And I said, “your face smells like mushrooms!”
Just kidding I didn’t say that. Out loud.
Then I watched my friends talk to each other at lunch. Brandy was doing some hardcore listening. Dustin was too, but I interrupted him to take this picture. He was so happy with that.
I ate a buffalo chicken wrap, by the way. I’m sure you were just coming UNDONE to know.
Then later on that night I watched my awesome niece, Ella make 13 bazillion strawberry shortcake desserts at a dinner party and hand them out to everyone, whooooo already had desserts. She was a machine, that Ella.
She put chocolate syrup on mine. Good girl.
Then the next day I watched Ella show me how much of a super star she is in the swimming pool.
Too bad the picture I’m showing you is her sitting on the concrete. Oops.
Then I watched my brother-in-law, Matt try to bond with Ella by torturing her with a water gun.
Then they made up. Aw.
Then Matt attempted to torture my mother-in-law with the same water gun, but her response was more along the lines of foaming at the mouth and facial eruption, “OH THIS IS WAAAAAAAAR.”
Then I watched Aaron and Matt try to out-dog-paddle each other.
I can’t remember who won. I think it’s because THAT IS BORING, YOU GUYS.
Then I made Ella massage my feet. To be completely honest, she WANTED to. She offered. But then she spoke to me in a Russian accent and I got scared.
Then we went to brunch the next morning and I strutted up Dickson street, pretending to be cool.
Then I watched my family discuss geometrics of paralateral components of the perimeters in the submerged equinox.
Just kidding, I think they were talking about feet cream.
Then we went to a day party at my friends’ new house. I watched best friends joke and laugh about how amazing ninja katana blades are.
I’m not kidding.
Then I watched them joke and laugh about how awesome 3-foot long gummy snakes are.
Still not kidding.
Then I watched all my friends get comfortable on blankets outside.
Then I sat down with Sarah on a blanket and got comfortable too. We did not talk about katana blades or 3-feet long gummy snakes.
Look at our stripes! Didn’t even plan it, yo.
Then I watched Iris run around and dance for all of the friends. We clapped. Well, I couldn’t because I was holding my camera and the picture would have been terribly blurry.
Then I watched Iris try to yoink her mom’s earrings.
Then I played with this awesome little baby, Gus. He made me giggle to the point of actual tears.
Then I watched Iris show us how she does this awesome bending over . . . thing?
Then I watched Iris and Gus fall in love.
Then I watched Iris show us how Corn Hole is really played. You just put the bags in and you win it, duh!
Then I watched my dog Charlie get super jealous of all the attention on the babies. So she tried to attack Aaron.
He only had to have 13 stitches!
Aaaaand that’s a wrap!
Until next time, Fayetteville.
And I promise I’m posting food tomorrow.