There are so many “Thanks” to dish out in this post. THANK YAAAA!
thanks a mil!
Thanks for donating.
First off, I need to send a big thank you, hug, high-five, and kiss to everyone who donated to my Dash for Dad campaign. I’ve reached my goal of $500 for Zero: The Project to End Prostate Cancer and can officially run the Marine Corps Half Marathon next October, and I’m so excited.
SO. To Natalie, Lisa-Marie, Cynthia, Rick, Allie, Maggie, Alyssa, Beth, Maleah (who is running Boston today!), Lee, Linnie & Tracy, Robby, Sara, and Amy, thank you so, so, so much. Dominating that 26.2 miles is going to be so much easier knowing you’re behind me all the way.
And I haven’t closed my donations. So if anyone would like to donate to prostate cancer, I’d be thrilled. Just click the graphic in the top left of my blog.
Thanks for the prayers for my sister.
…and for passing on breast cancer awareness. 35 is the new 40.
My entire family (especially Amy, of course) was so touched by all of your thoughtful comments and well wishes. Amy’s gonna kick breast cancer’s butt… and I’m gonna fist pump beside her as she does it. A marathon for breast cancer, anyone?
Thanks to my college loves for a fantastic weekend.
I had no idea just how badly I was missing/needing time with my two college partners in crime, Abby and Dana. We really are the three musketeers, and we haven’t had “Triple Trouble” time since the night before we graduated last year. Let’s just say, we tore this weekend up.
the night before grad… the last time we spend time together
And it. was. awesome.
loooovvee isss …what I got
And guess who met us in Charlotte?
No, your eyes do not deceive you. Yes, that is Allison @ Happy Tales Blog and Ensley @ Haughty by Nature. Yes, I was psyched.
Somehow, they spotted me on the dance floor right away. I have no idea how, because I blend in so easily…
don’t hate on my rockin’ air guitar. I lend it out to worthy admirers.
Dandelion Market tapas
After some obnoxious indulgence at Dandelion Market in Charlotte (yes, we got stuffed eggplant, ahi tuna, cheese fondue, quatro formaggio flatbread with truffle oil, pommes fritas with fresh herb topping, and baked chicken for the three of us), we made appearances all over West Fifth Street.
I’d tell you what our drinks were called, but I’m choosing to not be inappropriate.
know this: death grip from me = love.
Ensley doesn’t mess around.
And getting to tear up the dance flo’ alongside this sweetie pie and funny girl was totally the icing on the cake.
And Sunday was spent at Catawbapalooza (our annual college “carnival” day) seeing some old college friends before I drove back to VB.
I even got to do a photo sesh with Zandi, the cutest little photographer you’ll ever meet.
she’s a genius.
What a stellar weekend. Thank you, Lordy, for that.