So, how are you enjoying this little game we are playing?
The one where every morning you loyally brush your teeth, put on fresh undies, head over to www.peppermintbliss.com, and hold your breath to see if I actually posted or not? It’s fun, right? I wish I had a new excuse, who unpacks a house for 3 weeks??
This guy! That’s who.
And I am really sorry, it has taken up way too much of my blogging time. And that has got to stop.
You know what else has been taking up blogging time?
This guy.
But unfortunately that IS going to stop as this little man is for Pete’s parents, not for us. SUPER SADS. His name is Max, and he is definitely a homosexual.
As, apparently, is our son Bernie. Or they are just really vain and finally got the opportunity to make love to someone who looks exactly like them, and couldn’t pass up the opportunity. Either way, puppy humping is disturbing.
Puppy best-friendship is adorable.
Pete’s mom is coming to pick Max up tomorrow, and I am pretty much devastated. Pete keeps reminding me that my darkest moment will be one of the happiest for his parents. But I am an only child and so other peoples feelings don’t really matter much to me.
(Here Max is telling Bern, ‘I wanna be JUST LIKE YOU when I grow up!’ Berns like: You gotta learn to play it cool, man)
Luckily, I don’t have much time to be sad. I am hosting a bachelorette dinner tonight for my future sister-in-law, Caitlyn, and I could not be more excited to do my first real entertaining in my new kitchen! Oh, AND Lollapalooza is only a week a way.
Lollapalooza: The Story
Prequel: Junior year of college when I first moved to Austin alllll my friends could talk about was ACL (Austin City Limits) and how excited they were. So I bought myself a 3 day pass, put on my best hipster gear, and headed out into the 100+ degree heat to groove to some jams. Before seeing any actual shows I decided that this was, in fact, hell on earth after some guys sweaty armpit touched my shoulder. I availed myself of the cheeseburger accomidations, and promptly went home. Never to return. This day lives in infamy to all of my friends…
Lolla ’09: I am met with serious side eye when I tell my friends I have opted for a 3 day Lollapalooza tour. With good reason. The first show we saw was Bon Iver and it was raining and I was freezing and I cried a little bit. Not because I was so moved, because my bosoms were freezing off.
But then, the grown-ass woman I have become since Pete proposed (holla!) decided not to let a little rain miss out on an excuse to party, and I became the Canductor and Caboose of the Party Train.
I was even voted best dressed, most valuable player, and most improved by my friend Berry. And she would know.
Still going strong on Day 2: Hotter than the Blazes.
Amongst my fellow Texas at Robert Earl Keene
Day 3, full hipster assimilation has happened.
So Lollapallooza is happening in a week, and I am THRILLED to know that Chef Graham Elliot is in charge of food this year. LIke WHA?? Rumors of Hot Dougs, Big Star, Sunda, Kuma’s Corner. Dumb.
But we can’t forget what it is really all about: The Music.
And here is who I am most excited to see this year:
Arcade Fire: I have heard they do major brain dominance in concert. They are closing so vodka is probably also going to be doing some major brain dominance simultaneously.
Cut Copy: Lights & Music…one of Pete’s bands…pretty good.
Edwarde Sharp: Home. ‘Nuff said.
Matt & Kim: Pretty. I like Good Old Fashioned Nightmare and Turn this boat Around.
Mumford & Sons: By far my most excited Lolla “discovery”. Absolutely beautiful. Awake my Soul and The Cave are my faves.
The National: So hot right now.
The Temper Trap: hyped to be this Lolla’s Passion Pit. I hope not because after last year all Pete wanted to do was invite passion pit over to play for fun/free in our yard and I had to just sit and stare at Pete for about an hour after he made his case for such ridiculousness, and just wonder and about him.
The XX: Good. Stars is best. To me.
Yeasayer: I really just like saying this name, tightrope is good too.
So take that for what you will. Britney Spears is still my dream lady, and I know that says a lot of things about me, but that is ok. And as long as you are ok taking music tips from an admitted B.Spears fan, we’re good to go!
Any of you other sneaky readers going to Lollapalooza? Who do you want to see??
After much internet searching I have determined that Engagement Photos ARE in fact a real (if not a more recent) thing you do when you get married. I really thought our wedding planner was just effing with us, because honestly, you could not imagine two people more awkward in a photoshoot situation. We were both already kind of dreading the posing for pictures at the wedding itself, but figured we would be all hopped up on LOVE goofballs and feel a bit more natural.
…Gold + Animal print…
…wallpaper+velvet tuftedness yums…
…Bold, I usually am afeared of super dark spaces like this one, but I think all the textures warm it up for me…
…normally not a neutral girl, and kind of can’t swallow the furry fuzzy pillows, but loving the serene taupey gray…
Probs her most famous space…
Chick is not afraid of pattern, and I cosign almost all of her furniture choices. This room feels attainable, too. Not like in the junky ikea trip way, like in the smart choices way.
