They Say It's Your Birthday

 This weekend, we celebrated Matt's birthday. How did we celebrate? Glad you asked, since I was sure to take photos.

 Namath was super thoughtful. Or he knew Matt would need a drink when we looked up and saw him WALKING ALONG THE TOP OF THE WALL. I may have had a mild panic attack. Guess that knee is feeling better. I didn't document this, in fear that I would miss the opportunity, if it presented itself, to catch a 55 lb bulldog.
 

 We enjoyed some wings, french fries and cold beer.

 Despite the fall weather, we did some sunbathing. I use the term 'we' loosely. 'We' also did some mopping of these dirty floors that 'we' have slobbered all over. 

 'We' smoked some victory cigars.

 We got some glittery artwork from the nieces.

 We ate cake.

 Decorated with candy corn. Brilliant.

 All in all, we celebrated Matt, and what a joy he is to all of us. 

Wishing you the happiest of days, on your real birthday. So proud of the man you are, and continue to  become.

"Though one may be overpowered, two can defend themselves. A cord of three strands is not quickly broken."

Friday Favorites - Geriatric Edition

Happy Friday. I have major blog writing block. I have nothing exciting to share and things are pretty routine right now. Evidenced by the fact that the following have made their way into Friday Favorites. If you have any ideas for wonderfully exciting blog ideas, send them on my way.

• Our cooktop is glass. Ceramic. Whatever the flat tops are made of. Which I've found harder to clean than one would think. Until I found this trick on pinterest. 

Hot water. Baking soda. Fifteen minutes. Coincidentally, the perfect amount of time to drink a glass of wine and watch half a tv show. This is the type of cleaning I can get excited about. Cock a doodle doo.

• But since all cleaning isn't a breeze, I found this little concoction to be the next best thing. Plus it's easy and not chemically. What? That could be a word. My hat's off to anything that cuts through shower scum on the glass doors. I warned you this post was lame.

In non-cleaning and non- lame news, my most favorite, this guy, has a birthday coming up.

If anything like last year, lots of good food and libations will be had. Two years later, and this list continues to grow.

Distressed

Somehow this week totally got away from me.

Last week, MS was gone alllll week long. Grizz spent allllll week alone in the guest bathroom. It didn't hurt my feelings in the slightest.

 

 As soon as I picked him up from the airport, we hit some stores to search for a piece of furniture for this space.

Somehow, I haven't seen the cable-wires-and-dog-bed looked in any of my recent Pottery Barn or Southern Living magazines.

 I knew we wanted something distressed and didn't have many requirements other than hold the cable box in one way or another. In a roundabout way, we found a piece here and snatched it up on Sunday.

  It was listed on the website as sold, so when we found out it never got picked up, it seemed to be meant to be. Love the tongue and groove look on the side, and the top is brown leather.

 Speaking of distressed, Grizz was none too happy that we had the nerve to MOVE HIS BED TO THE WHOLE OTHER SIDE OF THE FIREPLACE. If the Israelites can cross the desert, I have faith he can navigate himself to his new spot.

She had a couple more pieces I have my eye on. I thought she did great work and had some unique pieces. If you're in the area...

The rest of the week got sucked up in excel, meetings and proofing, but thankfully the weekend is here with plenty of time to spend  admiring my distressed furniture and distressed animal. Happy Friday!

Wordless Wednesday

Someone has the eye roll down. Cannot imagine where he's learned this look.

Fall Ya'll

My apologies for the post title. I know that phrase is like nails on the chalkboard for some.

A few sure signs fall is in the air.

Fall rugs,

 fall centerpieces,

autumn mix,

 and last, but certainly not least, football. We were back here, just like last year, and the year before that.

The hair's a little longer, but not too much else has changed. Except for instagram filters. Didn't have that in 2010.

 Me with Zack Morris.

 Thank Goodness MS showed up.

 At a billion o'clock, or 8, we headed to the stadium.

 Cute date.

 While not much has changed at the tailgate, sorority houses on campus now each have their own zip codes. It was not like this while I was there. Nor was our football record.

 Come to think of it, my high school dress code lightened up immensely when I left. I sense a theme...

  Another W. RTR:)

Wordless Wednesday

Friday Favorites

Do you like clean hair? Do you like a refreshing beverage? This edition of Friday Favorites might just be up your ally.

 Kirkland Signature Shampoo
I saw this and was tempted to try it, but was nervous to buy a liter of shampoo that I had never tried. God forbid I try anything without reading 34 reviews online. So I did. And I was pleased with what I found. As a summary, people were all, "RUN RIGHT NOW AND GO BUY THIS SHAMPOO AND IF THEY EVER STOP MAKING IT I WILL DIE." People aren't dramatic at all.

I really like it. It lathers really well, it has a good smell, but not too strong, and it makes my hair behave. Not to mention I don't have to buy shampoo until St. Patrick's Day.

Bonus: It's sulfate free. Read: Really good for your color treated hair.
Double bonus: The liter is $9.99. Read: Really good to pay for said color treated hair.

Word on the street is this is made by Pureology. I cannot confirm or deny this rumor.

Kirkland Signature House Blend
MS is a little bit of a coffee snob. A drop of Folgers has never entered our house. There's a lot of mocking when the "Best Part of Waking Up" commercials come on. All that to say, I was surprised when he wanted to try the store brand.

It is good. Very good. And, if you feel like going through the extra effort and grinding the whole beans, it's very, very good.

Now that is the best part of waking up.

Bud Light Lime A Rita

I grabbed this last weekend wanting something different to sip on during the game. Don't be alarmed if you google it and it says its a "lime flavored malt beverage." Though disheartening in description, it really tastes like a beergarita to me. And you know how much we like those at our house.

Maybe these are the best part of waking up? At least on game day.

Have a drink, wash your hair and be glad it's Friday!