Exhibit A:


Exhibit C:



To say I can't wait would be the understatement of the century.
Would you judge me if I ordered my tickets today?










4. Even though I don't like to admit it, I'm stubborn as a mule. My dad made fun of me for it ever since I was a little girl, then my friends figured it out, and now my husband even realizes it. Sometime it takes me 24 hours to apologize for something for which I know I'm in the wrong. It's my biggest character flaw. I suppose I could have worse ones...
5. I'm allergic to pine nuts (hence the aforementioned visit to the ER last week). I discovered it when I was sixteen after diving into a pesto pizza my parents brought home for dinner, and have had reactions at Emeril's restaurant, on a first date, and a friend's bridal shower. The most recent one happened to be when I was alone, which was a pretty scary experience. So now, I carry one of these bad boys on me at all times. Which isn't fun when I want to carry a cute little clutch for the evening. But I've seen it firsthand - it saves lives, people!
6. I cry every single time I watch Extreme Home Makeover. And occasionally during commercials. And some country music videos. What, I have a very empathetic heart.
7. I hate to say it, but I kind of can't stand cats. Actually, I don't know if I can't stand them or I'm deathly afraid of them, but the sight of them completely freaks me out. I'm sorry for all you feline fans out there, but something about those little stinkers just scares the heck out of me. It's nothing personal, I promise. It's just that all they do is just sneak around and stare at you and pounce when you're least expecting it. Um, no thank you. They say the world is divided into cat people and dog people. I am wholeheartedly the latter. And speaking of, I'm on a mission to get one of these little guys very, very soon....


Ok, what had HAPPENED was... So this was actually taken in September of 2008, which was about five months after Mr. T and I had been dating. We drove to Charlotte, NC for the first Virginia Tech football game of the season against East Carolina (the Turmans are all die hard fans and wouldn't miss a chance to see the Hokies play in the Bank of America Stadium). Oh, and it was also the first time I met Mr. T's two older brothers, the second and third guys from the left. Being a good sport and a supportive girlfriend, I donned my trusty Virginia Tech tee shirt (which hurt my heart a little bit not to wear my traditional crimson and white) and had fun tailgating with my future in-laws. When the time came for a photo op to document the occasion, the CUTEST little East Carolina fan who was no less than 60 years old was walking by and popped into our picture, waving his baseball cap in the air in a "my team is better than yours" kind of way. Someone snapped the photo at JUST the right time to see everyone gettting a good laugh. Notice Mr. T is the one on the end with a "thumbs down" gesture, booing the poor guy, bless his little heart.
Ah, the first day of football season. You can't get here fast enough.
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So since I just made it super-duper easy for you to make your own little Mexican feast on this day of Mexican Independence, I'd like to turn your attention to what this day REALLY reminds me of. And that is this gorgeous guy:

Known to you, my little blogettes, as Mr. T.
For it was two years ago today that my life was about to change, because two years ago today (May 5, 2008) was the day before I met this most amazing man. On a blind date. At Jackson's. Where I had zero expectations I was about to meet my future husband. But where I laughed for a solid three hours. And where I walked out thinking, "Holy wow, he just might be the one." Annnnnnnnnd it turned out to be the last first date I would ever go on. Seriously, I had my suspicions the nano-second he sent me a text saying "First table on your left. Tan shirt. Can I take your drink order?" (Man, I wish I had saved that thing - it makes me smile every single time I think about it.) Now here we are two years later as Mr. and Mrs. T, and I couldn't feel more blissfully happy that he is the one I get to go on this crazy wedded journey with. Which is why I feel the need to bear hug him like this on occasion. He's just so easy to love.













Santorini. Seriously. I am SO going.
Another little jewel that I sometimes forget I want to visit and then all of a sudden remember and proceed to internet stalk until I happen to check the airfare and realize it's impossible to get to for less than a $600 plane ticket is none other than Key West. Say it with me, Nashville airport: "Direct Flight."
Key West
Annnnnnnd while we're on the subject, I'd really like to stay at the Casa Marina Resort, which just so happens to be under the Waldorf Astoria umbrella. Please and thank you, lottery gods.
Perhaps one of my most favorite cities in all of the contintentals is none other than Charleston. It's so southern and chic at the same time. And I'm a sucker for a great bed and breakfast.
Charleston, S.C.
Yes, I'll take a view of the battery while the sun sets over the Atlantic. Yes, I would like lemon in my sweet tea. And no, please don't call me ma'am.
Okay, that's enough temptation for this Tuesday. Sister's got some trip planning to do!!!