Over the Top…Barely.

I’m in a book club. 📚🤓 Wine club…Book club.  Should I be holding my pinky up as I drink my coffee?  The risk of spilling coffee everywhere is way too great for that.  My book club actually hasn’t met yet.  But…we have our first meeting date established, I have already started reading the first book on the list, annnnnnnd…..we have an official Book Club Facebook Group.  What’s the saying?…It’s Facebook Official?  I would say this makes us pretty legit.  Fitness Junkie is the first contender.  Seven chapters in, I have found myself laughing out loud, relating in ways I hesitate to admit, and not wanting to put it down.  I’ll give you my expertly opinionated rundown of it when I finish.  Because every opinion is an expert one…

Opinions.  I had a great idea.  Actually…a friend had the idea, and I just ran with it.  Pinnacle Mountain. One of the Little Rock’s many gems.  It’s like a big hill compared to a lot of mountains…but it’s tall enough to hike up…and tall enough that it would sting a little if you tumbled down.  Mountain material.  I climb it every year…sometimes multiple times a year.  But here it is…the end of July…and I hadn’t made my 2017 debut.  One of  The Swede’s besties mentioned climbing last week, so I was all in.  After being in Sweden for a couple of weeks, I had become acclimated to temperatures nearing 70 degrees with no humidity.  That’s like winter weather here in July.  My body went into meltdown mode when I came back to the sweltering, muggy 90s.  We started fairly early so we could try to beat the heat, but I have decided that concept doesn’t really apply to central Arkansas in July.  After going around the base trail, up the east side, and back down the west side…the three of us had sweated through every fiber of clothing we had on…and were two steps away from needing CPR and a life-sized oxygen tank. Great idea fail.  I plan on doing it again soon if anyone wants to join.  Misery loves company.

I am now anxiously awaiting fall.  By far my favorite time of year.  I know I have a couple of months to go…but I’m counting the days…for several different reasons…

1. Awesome weather (Because anything feels awesome compared to 100 degrees with 99% humidity.)
2. Football 🏈 (And the cheese dip and other finger-food delicacies that accompany tailgating, watch parties, etc.)
3. Fantasy Football 🏈💁🏼 (Yes…girls play it too.)
4. Wearing clothes actually becomes comfortable again…not to mention I prefer fall wardrobe options.  Boots.🙌🏻🎉  Flip flops.👎🏻💩
5. Camp fires!  Smores.
6. Nature is in full force. Orange, red, yellow, yes…
7. Running outside becomes not just bearable but slightly pleasant. Slightly.
8. Halloween. 🎃  One of my favorite holidays. 👻 Yes…could have something to do with my candy addiction. 
9. Fall break.  College life.  
10. Patio season reappears…and drinking coffee on a patio is 2nd to none. And wine. No discrimination.  ☕️🍷 

Next up on the blog….Your nation’s awesome capital.  I’m heading to D.C. next week.  Fun times await…

Side Notes:

• I’ll take an extra crispy bucket with a side of mashed potatoes….and mac and

  

  cheese, please.  Oh…and can I have a sweatshirt with that?  🤔🤔🤔  The fried chicken giant, KFC, has launched an apparel line.  One thing I love about fashion is that it’s all about you.  You can make it whatever you want it to be.  If you want to sport some greasy drumsticks for your Sunday best…by all means. 🙂  And as I’m not dying to adorn the Carrie Bradshaw-inspired Finger Lickin’ Good necklace…nor lay my head beside Colonel Sanders every night…can I please get that Fried Chicken USA sweatshirt?!  Check it out here….and here!
• After owning yeti tumblers/cups/whatever for about 2 years, I just found out that they can be put in the dishwasher.  This is forever life changing. Yes, Laziness.🙋🏼❤️
• If you haven’t seen it yet…there is a viral trend that is sweeping the nation.  I just made that sound like what I’m about to say is awesomely important.  It’s not.  The Drive-By Dunk Challenge.  The idea behind it is to drive by random people’s houses who have a basketball goal…dunk on it…and run.  I totally would try this.  I mean…why not?  Well..there is the small chance of getting shot by someone who doesn’t appreciate strangers trespassing on their property.  According to the internet, all you need is a basketball, a car, a cameraman, and a basketball hoop in someone else’s driveway.  I’m going to need to add a step ladder, a strong, buff man (or woman), or some other abettor to the list that would aid in me actually even reaching the net.  White girl.  5’7″.  Mediocre ups.  Not happening on my own.  

Big Hugs.  Lots of Love.

P.M.T.