Memphis 2015 Highlights

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My main man and I recently took a belated anniversary trip to Memphis, Tennessee.

I feel lucky to have traveled all over with this guy. Seeing the world with one’s favorite person is such a special thing. All of the places I’ve visited with Robby leave me with memories that seem to be dusted with extra magic and bliss.memphis2

Memphis was no exception.

Highlights:

  • Beale Street. I had no idea you could walk Beale Street with drink in hand! Like a smaller Bourbon Street, but with a charm all its own. With margaritas in tow, Robby and I found one enchanting store full of eccentricities and a semi-secretive smoke shop in the back. They offered free condoms in a bowl, which hubs and I giggled about before taking two. Because we’re actually fifteen-year-olds trapped in twenty and thirty something year old bodies.

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  • The eats in Memphis were not only delicious, but also oh-so-fun. One of my favorites was The Beauty Shop, an actual old school beauty shop turned restaurant that Priscilla Presley once frequented. My food was devoured whilst sitting in an old-school bonnet dryer. How neat is that?! I was sold on the novelty alone, but their salmon sandwich and sangria left me swooning.

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Also worth mentioning is the queso and guacamole at Las Delicias (thanks to Memphis pal Rach for taking us here!), donuts at Gibson’s (And also here), the BBQ nachos at Rendezvous, (Thanks to Memphis pal Rach for the recommendation!) breakfast at Bryant’s and fried chicken at Gus’s Fried Chicken (Thanks most people in Memphis for this recommendation!) Robby isn’t a huge fan of fried chicken but said Gus’s was his favorite meal during our visit. The skin is perfectly crispy and just the right amount of seasoned and spicy. I’m salivating while writing this. I have got to cut down on the food porn.

  • Exploring Midtown
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After eating at The Beauty Shop, husband and I meandered the Midtown area. We perused through a quaint bookstore and happened upon the most adorable of coffee shops, where Robby attempted to teach me how to play chess. I say attempted because I was more interested in my delicious brown sugar coffee and quickly got my ass handed to me in the form of checkmate.

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  • We took the country’s tallest free-standing elevator to catch some pretty awesome views of the city. I’ve never been a big fan of elevators, and considering the record-breaking status of this one, I was feeling a little nervous on the ride up. But getting to the top to smooch with these Memphis views? So worth it.

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Chillin’ with cardboard Elvis and our awesome AirBnB host. Traveling just seems all the more authentic when lodging with the locals.

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  • The art and downtown vibes.

They were just my style.

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  • A quick photo taken next to Sun Studio. Downtown trolley rides. Making alcoholic root beer floats at our weekend abode. Listening to live Blues on Beale Street as the air grew colder and we cuddled closer. Walking hand-in-hand, not knowing where exactly we were even heading.
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Having the chance to travel regularly is one of things that makes me feel fortunate. The wonder of exploring new places will always be an absolute favorite of mine. But finding a lifelong someone to hold hands with in new places? That’s my favorite, most fortunate find of all.

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(Soon To Be) Walking in Memphis

Tomorrow the husband and I leave on a belated anniversary trip to Memphis, Tennessee.

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 I’m so excited to make new memories and adventures with my favorite adult human being and travel buddy. And to eats lots of BBQ. And to explore Beale Street. AND ALL OF THE EXPLORING ETCETERAS!

In the meantime, here are some photos of the little lady that we’ll be missing for the next few days.

I might be a tiny bit biased, but I’m pretty sure she’s the cutest. She’s got a fiery, outgoing little personality and redheaded ringlets and a husky little voice to match. She’s confident and sassy and loves food and birds and dogs and talking to strangers and wearing shoes. She’s got a laugh that can melt a heart and this dance where she sticks one elbow up in the air and just gets DOWN. I feel incredibly lucky to have her for my own. And that daddy of hers too. I’m pretty giddy to start walking in Memphis with him tomorrow.

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Oh, and we were totally matching bumblebees for Halloween and it was THE BEST EVER.

Cheers, y’all

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Cheers to Oktoberfests and peanut butter stouts and capturing a photo at just the right moment.

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Cheers to wineries on rainy days and moonshine served in communion cups and restaurants with the word ‘bacon’ in them.

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Cheers to fitness classes in which you awkwardly flail your body around and laughter and friendship and being twenty-something.

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Cheers to starting various sentences off with, “My therapist said…..” and realizing what a typical mid-twenty-something that makes you, and being completely okay with that. Cheers to emotional growth and self-awareness and stuff.

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Cheers to chillin’ with MBA cohort classmates and strawberry shortcake ale and learning new things.

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Cheers to family selfies and kisses from a beautiful one-and-a half-year-old and planning a belated anniversary trip with your main man.

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Cheers to life, y’all.

Soaking Up Summertime

Life is sweet and full of summertime bliss.

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On Saturday, I leave to visit my best friend of fourteen years in Virginia. Or, we’re at least starting in Virginia. We’re also planning on partying in Maryland and beaching it up in Delaware. A little state-hopping, if you will. I am so ecstatic to start making new memories traveling and exploring with the lady love of my life.

But really, summer twenty fifteen has me giddy about a lot of things….

  • I bought a hammock. I’m growing partial to time spent between the trees, a pineapple drink in one hand and a book in the other. Or just staring up at the stars and listening to the crickets chirp. Paradise in my own backyard.

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  • Adventuring with my little one has taught me that she’s much better at taking selfies than I am.

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  • I’ve been occasionally volunteering at my nearby Alzheimer’s Center for a few years now, so I’ve known program director Bernard for a while. I don’t see him much but love catching up every time I do. His combo of good heart and fun personality makes him a winning human being. He also seems to think I’m pretty cool, and since I’m actually a weirdo, I appreciate that.

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  • San Antonio is quickly becoming one of my favorite cities in Texas. This is mostly because two of my favorite people in the entire world reside here. Also because the Riverwalk of San Antone is a lovely place to laugh the night away with said favorites.

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  • Date nights with the husband always leave me wonderstruck. Whether we’re eating garlic naan in a cozy cellar followed by being photo-bombed by an extremely tan gentleman (see if you can spot him below…) in downtown Austin or drinking beer out of mason jars in New Ulm, Texas, magic is always made when we’re together. Especially magical when we come home sporting matching dinosaur stamps from da club.
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  • I don’t know how it’s possible, but my job voluntarily pays me for doing things like organizing lip-dubs and dancing like a tune deaf white girl. You can watch the full embarrassing footage here.
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  • Family moments in my household sometimes include squishing ourselves into tiny children’s forts and capturing the moment with a selfie.

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Summer 2015 has me smitten. I’m soaking up the sun and as many of these beautiful moments as I possibly can.

We Wore Our Sunglasses At Night – May 2008

These are the words I held back, as I was leaving too soon..

Please don’t be in love with someone else,
Please don’t have somebody waiting on you.”

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 Seven years ago I met this pretty cool guy at a house party.

We talked all night. I told him I could spell anything when I was drunk, and he lied to me and told me he liked some country music. I believed him because his voice sounded like a sweet southern song, but I’d later find out that he really hates almost all country music and much prefers techno and dubstep. For reasons too many Jell-O shots won’t allow me to remember, we took our first picture together, sporting sunglasses at night.

I attacked his lips with smooches before he left, and he proceeded to ask me on a date. Days later, he messaged me on MySpace with a quick message: “What’s up, spelling bee?”

The rest is history. But a history that I love to tell and retell.

For so long, the way he treated me felt so brand new. Part of this was because I was only nineteen, and fairly new to the whole dating scene. But more than that, what I had witnessed of serious relationships in my previous eighteen years had left me substantially incredulous for someone so young. Robby was what I had only dreamed a partnership could be, not what I had ever known the reality to look like. From the very beginning, I was taken aback by the complete freedom I felt when I was with him.

In our earliest of days, he once left my friend’s apartment living room in the wee hours of the morning to head off to work. I was barely awake when I heard the door close and then, moments later, open again. He had walked back inside just to give my half-asleep self a quick kiss goodbye.

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And that was how it always was with Robby. He looked at me like I had hung the moon, told me he loved me entirely too soon and quite often, gifted me with sweet surprises and constantly gave my hand quick pecks, just because. His happiness was contagious and his complete adoration for me slightly baffling. It seemed too good. I worried that it wouldn’t last.

Yet here we are more than seven Mays later, with years’ worth of love and happiness and our own little Brynlee Mae Boudreaux. Today I woke him up in the wee hours of the morning to tell him that I couldn’t sleep. He was barely awake as he stroked my back and snuggled until I felt relaxed enough to doze off again. I’m still occasionally surprised by his sweet smooches, thoughtful actions and loving words, but I’m so grateful that it’s all that our Miss Mae has ever known. I’m happy to share his hung-the-moon gaze with this sweet baby girl that we made all by ourselves.

Seven years later and our love still feels like freedom. Like the deepest of belly laughter. Like seeing fireflies in your backyard hammock on a star-studded summer night. Like kissing at sunset on the Jackson Street Bridge, or getting lost in Venice in the rain, or renewing wedding vows in a silly little Vegas chapel. Like the grandest of adventures. The kind that you just can’t wait to continue for the rest of your days.

Life with Subtitles

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It’s summertime and the living is easy and worthy of subtitles. Here’s what’s up:

1. The Big Cojones

Did y’all know I was in a dodgeball league? No? Because I totally was, and it was awesome. Our season just ended, but the memories and friendships I’ve made from playing on the Big Cojones have not. Side note — I did not name our team.

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2. Pool party at the Dell Diamond

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I kick-started these sizzling months by partaking in a pool party at a baseball game with one of my dodgeball lady loves. A pool party at a baseball game! How fun is life!?

3. DJ Dash. 5k?

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My first summer run was an interesting experience. It was the first 5k I’ve ran that, uh, wasn’t actually a 5k. Being a bit of a running enthusiast, I asked where the timer was upon crossing the finish line. A kind sir informed me that they didn’t have one, and also because of our crazy Texas weather and muddy conditions, it had to be cut to only two miles anyway. And here I was thinking I ran the fastest 3.1 miles of my life. WHATEVER.

4. That Chinese kid

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I’m going to stay with one of my best gal pals in San Antonio this weekend. My best (Vietnamese) dude friend of nearly ten years (Gah, that makes me feel so old. We were just exchanging notes in high-school the other day, I swear it.) also lives in SA, so I asked if he wanted hang out. This somehow turned into him overanalyzing how my family feels about him. I am not aware of them thinking any of these things, but he made me laugh just the same. I’ve told other friends I’m contemplating starting a “Sh#* that Bryant says” domain.

5. Cheese Style

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Also amusing is when you text your dear husband a grocery store parody of T-Swift’s ‘Style’ and he has not even the smallest inkling of what you might be doing.

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6. Excuse me sir, I need your hat.

Because sometimes at a brewery it’s necessary to borrow a cowboy hat for a good photo op.

7. Getting feisty with a floating elephantpooljune

I highly enjoy spending time at the pool with my baby, a best friend and a child’s floating device that I may or may not have been passionately smooching once a margarita entered my system. (Luckily my child was napping at this point so she didn’t witness such atrocities against her elephant.)

8. All in a day’s work

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I like when freelance work leads me to the 28th floor of a building in the heart of downtown Austin.

9. That face.

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It’s the one I’m lucky enough to wake up to every morning.

10. These two

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They are just the very best.