apparently I'm eighty...

I am the oldest twenty seven year old girl you will ever meet.

I kid you not. The other day I was riding in the car with a friend and she changed my radio station (dangerous..) to the local "hip" radio station. Some song by some girl named "Kesha"? (is that right?) came on. I looked over at AP and said "What is this mess?"

She then tried to explain it to me and who the singer was. I had never heard of her.

I promptly made her change the station back to my regular seventies rock station.

She did. But not without a lot of huffing and puffing. Oh, and looking at me and telling me "You are so old! You're like the crotchety old man who shakes his cane at people.".

Hmm... I can totally see the comparison. But seriously? What is this mess kids these days call music?! I had to Google Justin Beiber the other day. All I can say is the dude needs a hair cut.

Man... I really am old.

i need a breather...

This month has been insane. It's almost October and I have no idea where September went. Maybe it's because I turned 27 this month. Old age does tend to make the mind go...

Kidding. Kind of.

We've had family or friends staying at our house every night for the last 3 weeks. Our current tenant is the Marine. Now I love my brother, but I have to close the door to my guest room currently so as not to cry when I walk by and see my perfectly decorated room covered in boy stuff. Either that, or I run by the open door really fast with eyes averted. I don't know how I'll ever live with a teenager.

We've had someone at the house every night. Every. Night.

I love company, I love games, I love good food, but I miss my quiet nights curled up on the couch with Mr. Perfect. I miss my tv shows. I miss my slow quiet life!!!

I need some Mr. Perfect time. We've both been falling into bed exhausted every night. I barely remember what it's like to hug that man.

But I'm so thankful for this time with the bro before he heads to A-stan. And I guess I can breathe in October.... It's just a few days away!

Weekend Wrap-Up

Ok. So maybe I'm older than I would like to think I am. Because this weekend almost put me in the grave.

Saturday morning I got up early and headed with a friend of mine up to Hilton Head for a soccer tournament. Thought it would be a nice day for a tourney. Weather (dot) com was predicting highs in the 80s.

Weather (dot) com is a nasty, dirty liar. It was around a 100 degrees on Saturday. With a 100% humidity.

Three soccer games later, played with some super *cranky (not the word I want to use.. ahem..) girls, in the heat, in the rain, I was not a happy camper. I signed up for the tournament to have FUN. Not because I thought Mia Hamm was going to show up and wisk me away to play for the National Team. Apparently some of the other players didn't get that memo. You can ask the super bruises on my stomach in the shapes of elbows.

But I digress..

Saturday night, I dragged my bruised, battered, exhausted body back home.

I know I'm a drama queen, but I was TIRED!!!

Sunday morning I swore I had been hit by a car. My back hurt, my abs hurt, my arms hurt. My freakin' pinky toes hurt for crying out loud. I don't know how I dragged myself back to South Carolina, but I did.

I'm so glad I did. We played much better, everyone was in better moods, and I got to have a great lunch. I could barely move Monday and I'm rocking some serious tan lines, but price you got to pay right?!

My friend, L and I between games.


Our team.


Sunday afternoon, Mr. Perfect and I got to keep my goddaughter for a while. She definitely kept us on our toes, but we had so much fun with her!! She's the sweetest thing! Our cat doesn't think so, but what does he know?

She was trying to give Lacy a toy. Lacy was too fascinated with her to care about anything else.


Melt my heart!



Told you Lacy was obsessed with her.




She was obsessed with Ace. He was not a fan of hers.


Other than the fact that I could barely move all weekend, it was a pretty nice one. Thank goodness, because this week is turning into a doozy. We got one heck of a curveball thrown at us on Monday. Nothing we can't handle, but just pray for us and our little journey through the entire medical journal to try and have a child. I'll give more details when I can, but thanks in advance. Hope you guys had a great weekend! My blogging might be sketchy for a few days, but I'll be checking in!!