Wednesday, February 2, 2011

Another one of those "I'm back" posts

I hope this one sticks.

I really do miss blogging. Hard.

Here's the fun stuff that's happened in my life since July.

I thought I already blogged about the 4th of July, but guess not.

The roomie and I went to Centenniel Park. We thought it was a brillaint idea. Not so much. The best part (besides the fireworks) was riding the Marta. I always love riding the Marta. I'm a nerd. There were LOTS of people here. Shock. We had to walk down ten blocks from the Marta stop just to get to the end of the line to get into the park. And mind you, this was a free event. But we had to go through "security", which consisted of mostly old dudes. Anywho, once we got in, we stood in line for an hour (no exaggeration) for a funnel cake. I HAD to have one. It was yummy. And turns out my roommate will cut somebody for me if I want her to. That might come in handy some day. The fire works were awesome. Duh. But it was over far too quickly.

My roomie is a gangsta.

The Rob trip. This turned out to be my favorite trip I have taken with the Mox so far. I would even venture to say it beats NY. Water for Elephants was filming in and around Chattanooga and we decided to go see if we could find our one true love. We didn't. But the trip turned out to be pretty awesome. Now, originally I wrote an exhaustive, step by step account of our trip, but blogger is mean. And I lost all of that brillaint writing. So, I decided this type of post would be better for my sanity. Sometimes I think I'm a little too verbose. (Don't be so quick to agree with me. Sheesh!) To some up our little day trip, we went to three of the places where it was rumored Rob would be filming: The Chattanooga Choo Choo Hotel, The Chattanooga Railroad Museum, and a house in Chickamauga, GA. We left notes at both the railroad museum and at the hotel Rob was rumored to be staying at, professing our love to him. I'm not kidding. If he really saw the notes, he might have questioned our sanity. And our ages. We might have come off as 14 year olds instead of the incredibly mature 24 year olds that we actually are. The best part was probably when we visited the house where Rob filmed some of his scenes. It was just really cool because the house was in a really remote location and I was so proud when we found it. This is a trip I will always remember. And I know the Mox will too.

Lookin' awkward

Was our beloved behind this door? Creepers.

We killed some time at Ruby Falls. Beautiful.

Epic. That is really the best way to sum up the Kings of Leon concert. I was psyched that they played songs other than from their Only By the Night album. Don't get me wrong, I love this album, but there is so much more to KoL than Use Somebody and Sex on Fire. Our seats weren't the greatest and I'm not even sure you can see the band in the video I took (and it really doesn't help that I turned my camera sideways while filming and the video came out the way. I'm not sure if that came be rectified. If it can, someone please tell me!), but it was an amazing time, nonetheless.
This month we went to Savannah for a mini break. We visited Paula Deen's restaurant, parused River Street, had yummy margaritas, went on a haunted pub crawl, and had a silly time in this random little shop. The Mox may or may not have broken one of the masks she tried on below.

Halloween was really fun this year. Originally, the idea was a nautical theme. The Mox was gonna be a pirate wench and I a sailor. But all of that changed when fate opened a miraculous door right in front of me. At a Hot Topic no less. You see, my friends, I have this mild obsession with a certain white cat. And when I saw this costume at Hot Topic (don't ask why I was in there in the first place), I knew I had to have it. Comical pictures below. Anywho, we ended up going to The Compound. Turned out the music blew. Like, hard. But, we were both pretty relaxed from our pre-Halloween Halloween party and it didn't really matter. The Mox met a nice young boy scout, who was totes whispering dirty stuff to her. And I met a doctor. Unfortunately, he was the Halloween kind. And not only that, he was Dr. McLovin'. Yeah. This year we learned that cabs are pretty much awesome. Neither one of us has to be too responsible. Which is magical.

Although it is our second Christmas in the apartment, this is the first year we had a Christmas tree. Courtesy of the Mox's mom. Turns out the Mox is sort of a Christmas Nazi. Gotta love her. She let me put 12 whole ornaments on the tree. :) You should have witnessed our "discussion" on choosing the proper ornaments for our tree. "Purple is not a Christmas color!" -Me "I didn't say I wanted purple!!!" -Mox. She did say purple, I swear. Oh yeah, and we got a dog. (I guess I should say the Mox got a dog, but I am beginning to love her little pup.) Her name is Juju and she is an adorable 3 year old Maltese. Love her.

And somewhere along the way, we saw Sam and Bobby again. You know how we roll! (Love ya Mox. Thanks for the Ry Ry vid) We love us some Brit boys.

Anywho, it hasn't been a bad year. Watch this space to see my adventures in the New Year.

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