Last Weekend Before I'm "Over 30"...

We had a really nice weekend at home, which was especially nice since it was my last one at "just 30" before heading into the "over 30" category this week. Ugh...

Saturday morning Derek and I did our first 5K! He ran, and I walked, but we were very proud of ourselves for actually doing it, and doing it pretty well. (Of course, "well" is relative given the fact that there were only five walkers who finished behind me, but that's ok. I didn't pass out or quit, so that's good in my book.) We definitely plan on doing another one soon. It was a nice, productive way to kick-off a gorgeous Saturday.

Saturday night we walked across the street to watch the MSU game with the neighbors, and then called it a night pretty early.

My parents and grandparents came up on Sunday for my early birthday lunch at Julep. This was our second year to do that, and I think it should be a little tradition. So nice! It was a lovely visit, and then Derek and I spent the rest of the afternoon watching football and movies. It was just a great weekend all in all.

Only two more days before my birthday. Turning 31 kind of hurts a little, but I'm embracing it. There's really no other choice, I guess. But I do feel like 31 will be a good year for me. Here's hoping anyways! :)

Nothing exciting to write about...

Sorry this blog hasn't been too interesting here lately... we just haven't really done much that would be considered bloggable.

We've both been crazy busy at work and have spent a lot of time as homebodies. We've also been spending a lot of downtime watching college football. I've never actually enjoyed it as much as I have this year. It's been fun.

Let's see what else... we went to Hattiesburg two weekends ago to celebrate my mom's birthday. We grilled hot dogs over the firepit since the weather was so nice, and I stayed up waaaay too late with my dad. Quality daddy-daughter bonding time, I tell you. Ha!

This past weekend we went to Vicksburg for Derek's dad's birthday and made a homemade German chocolate cake all by our lonesomes. We had fun in the kitchen working as a team, and the cake was actually good.

I guess that's really about it. I do hope we'll be doing some fun and bloggable things in the coming month or so, so stay tuned if you have patience for it. Eventually we'll do something exciting again, I promise...

Still proud 11 years later!

I am so proud to be a Delta Gamma. Yes, I know I'm 30 and waaaaaay out of college, but some things never die. And I think pride is one of them. Last night my sorority at my alma mater welcomed 53 new members. FIFTY-THREE! (To put it in perspective, my pledge class was 34 and it was one of the biggest that year.)

They officially made history as the largest pledge class in USM sorority recruitment EVER.

I am so proud of them! And the legacy that remains. I loved it when I pledged in 1999, on our "last" bid day in 2002 (pictured above), and I still love it today. Many of my best friends came out of those four years, and I can only hope the same happens for all those sweet new members who start their Delta Gamma memories today.

Way to go, DG!

A dog's best friend...

Our dog has never ever been a leash-walker. We tried it before he was even full-grown and he dragged us all over the neighborhood. He is HORRIBLY behaved outside of his little world that is our backyard. Bless his heart.

As a puppy, he was the pure essence of Marley from "Marley and Me." Absolutely positively 100 percent.

Well, lately we've decided Bentley wasn't getting enough exercise. He's 7 now, and getting lazier by the day, so we decided we would invest in a harness of sorts to try and take him on a walk. So far, so good! The harness keeps him from pulling too much and makes it easier for us to stay with him.

NOTE: This is definitely not Bentley, but it's a decent picture of the harness...

So I think this is the start of a beautiful friendship between Bentley and his harness. Fingers crossed, anyways. Yesterday we walked him around our half block twice, and he was so thrilled with the freedom of the great outdoors beyond the big fence that he didn't even know what to do with himself.

Now, if we could just get one of these to carry the cat around in on our neighborhood walks we'd be the perfect little family of four...

Haha, I'll let that mental picture carry you through the rest of the day... :)

That was one looooong weekend...

What a rainy, lazy Labor Day weekend. Tropical Storm Lee cancelled our plans to spend the long weekend at the lake, so we stayed home and enjoyed plenty of nice Q.T. inside.

We watched football ALL day on Saturday. I don't think I've ever watched that much football in my entire life, but it was actually really nice. The TVs in both the living room and our bedroom stayed tuned to ESPN from 11 a.m. until 9 p.m. when we switched the channel to watch the Southern game. Nothing like watching college football in your PJs all day... sometimes it's nice to enjoy life as a total couch potato.

By Sunday evening we were going a little stir crazy, so we actually showered and put on real clothes and met some friends up at the Bulldog for a little Sunday Funday happy hour. It was pretty much a guys' night that I invited myself on, but it was fun anyways. After the Bulldog we headed to Sportsmans', then back to the carport for an old school game of beer pong. It was our version of a hurricane party in honor of T.S. Lee. Fun times...

We woke up this morning to no power, so Derek read all afternoon while I napped. The power finally came back on about 6 tonight. Just in time to snap out of our laziness and get ready to go back to the real world tomorrow.

The totally rained-out weekend wasn't a bad thing after all. It forced us to sit, relax and get some rest rather than constantly being on the go like we usually are for long holiday weekends. I feel completely rested and recharged. I will say I'm not exactly dreading getting dressed for real and putting on makeup for work tomorrow. It will be nice to feel like a normal person again. This couch potato lifestyle kind of drains your energy, as ironic as that sounds. :)