I’m struggling to keep my eyes open. I just spent the past 48 hours road-tripping to Asheville, NC and then enjoying the HECK out of the last few days of Asheville Beer Week (which, surprisingly, is 11 days. Asheville goes HAM.) And I really wanna write all about that. But I can’t begin to put into words the glory of that beautiful town and their booming craft beer community right now, so I will stick to the tried and true format of ol’ reliable Six Pack Sunday.
1. Fiercely Fashionable
I am a fashionista. I made this abundantly clear by rocking jorts almost the ENTIRE weekend.
Craft Beer Couture?
Be on the lookout for my new fashion blog, Just Jorts, in the not-too-distant future.
2. Bathroom Intrusion
Um, excuse me, sir….
Mister Nature is pretty nosy
I don’t think I invited a TREE into the port-a-potty with me…
Rude.
3. It’s So HARDDDDDDDDD to Say Goodbyeeeeeeeeeee
Farewell, old friends.
I’ve had them for a year and a half, but I finally wore out (and stank out, pee YEW!) my pumped up kicks that my beau got me for Christmas 2010…. I will miss them dearly. I will NOT miss their aroma.
4. All the Single Ladies (AND their Single Pancakes!)
Yummy
Courtesy of Joy the Baker’s Single Lady Pancake recipe (and a few tweaks of my own), I was able to both clean out some pantry goodies (coconut, quick oats, flour) AND create a DECADENT oat-peach-coconut pancake order for one. Single girl living isn’t too bad if you’ve got syrup to wash it down…
5. Lost and FOUND!
Holy. Mackerel.
Remember that bag that went missing in FEBRUARY that I assumed was gone forever and I was so upset and it was the worst?
I got an email from a restaurant, and they said it TURNED UP IN THE LOST AND FOUND!! oh my goodness. Nothing was missing. It’s back. I am the happiest purse mama of all.
YOU’RE BACK!
Thank you to whatever kind soul turned it into a lost and found. You’re an angel!
6. Pucker Up for Putt Putt
Umm.
I don’t know. I hate mini golf, but if it’s played with lemons… well maybe that’d be a little more fun.
Asheville, you’re a hell of a town.
BRB, gonna crash so hard in my bed.
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Glad you had an awesome time in Asheville! Sorry I missed your texts, got a little carried away Fri night then was rushing too much yesterday! ❤ I'm thinking beer mini-golf would be fun as well. 😉 While parting with old shoes is sad (I mourn them as well), the incentive to buy some sweet new kicks definitely helps ease the pain!!! 😀
I totally understand, Philly Beer Week seems like a hell of an animal.
I’m pretty sure there is a beer in your bathroom, which makes you awesome.
My thoughts exactly…
Ha, hopefully that’s not the only thing! It was the beer BEFORE the beer(s) of Beer City Festival!
putt putt… i havent played in forever!
Putt putt…. I avoid it like the plague (plague).
I don’t care what anyone says, jorts are awesome. I bought a pair at Target last week and I’ll wear them FOREVER. Asheville is the best place ever. Love it. Glad you had fun getting crunk up there!
Seconded. All in favor of Jorts.
I have quite literally been thinking about pancakes all day. Hubby didn’t share my desire to have them for dinner so we stuck to leftovers. Single lady pancake?? Hello, bed time snack!
I was just surprised that Beyonce didn’t mention these in her hit, All the Single Ladies.
So.Freaking.Jealous. I wanted to attend some AVL beer week festivities, but it just wasn’t in the cards.
Perhaps next year? It’s fantastic, and I’d FULLY recommend it.
The only shorts I can fit in right now are jorts and Soffe shorts. I’m so redneck it hurts.
Um, AND gorgeous dresses. Of which I’ve seen you in a few. You’re a stunning redneck pregnant princess.
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