My Friday night was a 24 year old's worst nightmare. I made Pasta-Roni, watched 3 hours of So You Think You Can Dance & went bed at 8:45pm.
Saturday morning, I dropped Linda off for her summer haircut. Then I went over to my friend Jaime's to help her decide where to hang all of the pictures in her new house. It surprisingly didn't take us very long, so we went to Local Taco for lunch, then I went home to cool off & get ready for my cousin's wedding.
My cousin Carli got married at the Sam Davis Home in Smyrna at 5:30pm. I knew the ceremony would be outside, but I assumed the reception would be indoors, like mine was. Wrong. It was all outside. And it was the hottest day of the year so far. Well into the nineties. It was unbearably hot & we were outside for about 4-5 hours total. It was fun & it was a nice wedding, but my god was it hot.
John went to Bonnaroo with How I Became the Bomb & I headed East to hang with Carolyn & see the progress on their kitchen reno. Carolyn made watermelon basil martinis & I ended up staying over there most of the day. I eventually made my way back to the West Side & did some laundry, cooked dinner & watched a good 3-4 hours of Tori & Dean Home Sweet Hollywood. It's a sickness. I can't help it.