Nicole's Bachelorette Weekend

Jun 12, 2014

A few weeks ago one of my favorite girls in the world got married.
She had a absolute dream wedding on a plantation in Natchez (more on that coming later!)
Photo by Three Nails Photography
The most important part about any wedding is the bachelorette party, right?
Thanks to Liz, Maid of Honor extraordinaire, we were able to throw the baddest of ass bachelorette party (worst of ass? most bad of ass?) for our girl.
We surprised her with a weekend in Texas, starting off with a night in Austin followed by two nights in the cutest city in the south: Gruene.
In Austin, we stayed at The Residence Inn, which was an ideal location . . . two blocks from 6th street.
Side note: They also had a nightly happy hour for the guests with free wine, beer, and apps. 
As soon as the bride arrived, we were ready to celebrate (with shots in hand).
. . . wedding cake shots, to be exact

Mary Catherine planned a scavenger hunt, with some pretty brilliant tasks.
(You can find more of her custom party scavenger hunts and pub crawls on her Etsy shop StudioFourty60!)
Not many of the pictures from the scavenger hunt deserve the glory of making it to the interwebz.
. . . except for this one, I mean, just take a look at this wee little man.
We had high hopes of finishing off the night in the karaoke cab, but apparently he chose to drive some "really rich people" instead of us.
So whatever.
Regardless of that garbage, it's true Austin, we fell madly in love with you.
You know the night was successful when the bride is on the ground from laughing too hard.
Oh also, I can't forget to brag on how our sweet little bride absolutely spoiled us with hangover survival kits AND TORY BURCH FLATS.
Just saying.
Friday morning we nurtured our little baby hangovers with nothing but the best: diabetes with a side of Gorgough's donuts.
Left: Fat Elvis {Peanut butter icing, bacon, grilled bananas & honey}
Right: Mother Clucker {fried chicken strips with honey butter}

Austin treated us oh so very well.
We gathered ourselves (somewhow) and made the 45 minute drive west to the sweet town of Gruene.
We stayed at the Gruene Homestead Inn, which is where David proposed to Nicole this time last year.
It is a quaint little bed and breakfast in a good location, oh, and it's SO darn cute.
Side note: If you are interested in booking a room here, just be aware that they typically require a two night minimum.
To start off our day in Gruene we went to The Grapevine to experience their daily wine tasting.
The staff is very friendly and knowledgeable, and they will definitely point you in the right direction when it comes to buying a bottle (or two) of wine.
The weather couldn't have been more perfect for us to enjoy some wine in their well shaded, so cute garden.
Have I mentioned Gruene is so darn cute?
Following our wine tasting, we walked right across the street for dinner at Gristmill.
If you can, try to get a seat on the patio overlooking the Guadalupe River.
It's shady, breezy, and they have onion rings the size of your face.
You pretty much have to go.
We returned from dinner to surprise Nicole with a little lingerie shower.
Margarita cupcakes!
My aunt made these for my cousin's bachelorette party a few years ago and I fell in love. 
You can find her recipe here.
Side note: There is tequila in the cake AND the icing.
Are you drunk just looking at it?
You were warned.
We played some games, Nicole opened her gifts, and then we donned our plantation gowns for a night out on the town.
You are probably looking at this photo thinking "oh cool another typical, cheesy fake laughing pic"
False.
This is a legitimate laughing pic.
We asked a random passerby to take our photo, and he just so happened to be a super sloppy, but very kind drunk.
His last words before snapping this pic were "You gals look like the balls of the belle!"
Exactly the look we were going for, sir.
Balls.
Mary planned another game for the night, a pub crawl around New Braunfels.

For more great custom party pub crawls, go check out StudioFourty60 y'all! 
Gruene, it's just so darn cute, remember?
We made our way to stop number one, Pour Haus
. . . and then we never left.
We actually loved it so much, we came back Saturday night.
So much for the pub crawl.

We can't quite remember if there was a winner or not in the Pub Crawl, but that's kind of the point, right?
Saturday morning, we started the day off right with some Coopers barbecue.
Once we were stuffed to the brim, we donned our bikinis, loaded up the ice chests, and hopped in the river for 2398439284 hours of toobing down the Guadalupe River.
We used the rental company Rockin R.
They are located literally right down the hill from the Gristmill, so the location is ideal if you are staying in Gruene.
You "put in" right in front of Gristmill, and depending on the water levels you can experience 2-4 regions of rapids.
At the final point their bus will pick up you and your tubes and return you to your car.

The river wasn't nearly a cold as we expected (besides, after a few drinks, I don't even remember the water having a temperature)
Somehow we managed to collect ourselves enough to recuperate, shower, and look presentable enough for another night at Pour Haus.
We just really loved that place.
We could not have had a more perfect weekend in Texas.
We had an ideal group of fun-loving, laid-back girls who kept each other laughing excessively.
We experienced excellent weather, ate some incredible food, and absolutely spoiled our bride with so much love.
There is genuinely nothing better than a weekend with your best friends.
  . . . only 140 days until we get to do it all over again in Vegas!

Love Letters (to food, primarily)

Jun 6, 2014

Dear BEST MEAL OF MY ENTIRE WANNABE HOUSEWIFE'S EXISTENCE,
We can't get enough of you.
I've made this recipe for pulled pork sliders (with sweet potato "buns") three times in the last two weeks. 
It truly is our favorite meal of anything I've probably ever made (and it's paleo/gluten free/blahblahblah)
You can find the recipe here.
Dear East Hampton Sandwich Co,
Not even some silly little rain drops will stand between me and your patio+sangria+my fave sammy.
Dear Steel City Pops,
Thanks for expanding to Dallas.
Your ridiculously fresh blueberry basil popsicle made me cry from happiness.
Kidding, I don't cry over food (except for that one time at Pecan Lodge).
Dear breakfast,
You've gotten mighty hipster on me lately.
Maple quinoa granola + bananas + greek yogurt + local honey = bliss
Dear leftovers,
No man left behind!
Instead of letting our cranberry pistachio goat cheese die a moldy death, I just stuffed it inside some puff pastry.
I don't think it gets better than that (except for the pulled pork sliders, of course)
Dear sweetest little curly headed five year old with a wrist fracture,
It makes my heart SO happy to be able to fix your wrist (as well as the wrist of your little jaguar),
Dear Dutch Baby,
I'm rather angry that I've lived 26.5 years and never experienced you.
Part crepe. Part pancake. Pure genius.
Dear Josh,
Contrary to what you may believe, your new cool uber hipster shirt is called a chambray shirt, not a sham-wow shirt.
Dear Steel City Pops,
 Have I told you lately I love you?
Dear home brewing,
You are a tedious process that is teaching me more than I ever needed to know about patience.
Dear Mikey and Adrianna!
Cheers to you two for being SO brave and taking time off from the real world to spend the summer in Greece WWOOFing.
You are my latest and greatest role models and I love you to Mars and back.
Dear Mrs Laura,
Thanks for giving us this little daily reminder that fit so appropriately into our tiny home.
Dear most brilliant arcade game ever,
Where were you in college?
You would have fit right in at Ponchatoulas.
Dear Bahama Bucks,
I don't know what I love more, your toasted coconut snow cone or the fact that you have color changing spoons.
You give me flashback to 90's cereal prizes and I'm never throwing you away.
Dear shy, introverted self,
Doesn't it feel great to make new local friends?
So thankful for an encouraging husband (and social media) for helping a sister out in the bravery department.

Happy Friday y'all! 

Wedding showers are my favorite

Jun 4, 2014

This year I have the privilege of being in the weddings of three of my closest friends.
 When it comes to weddings, there is honestly nothing that I love more than showers (wedding cake comes in a close second).
Showers are the greatest.
I adore everything about them.
Gifts and snacks and socializing.
. . . but mainly snacks.
This spring, I helped host a "mimosas & monograms" themed shower for Emily and also a "southern comfort food" themed kitchen shower for Nicole.
Each of the showers came together so well thanks to the help of all the hostesses.
Being surrounded by dudes 99% of the day at work and home, I can't explain how happy it makes me to be able to get together with girls (and eat and gossip and drink and gossip).
How sweet were Emily's hostess gifts?
She made those cookies herself!
Nicole's kitchen shower was the shower my dreams are made of:
Mimosas, shrimp & grits, Chick-fil-A chicken minis, AND A BISCUIT BAR (with homemade butters and jellies)
True story.
There were also deviled eggs. 
I don't dream about deviled eggs, but I feel like that needed to make the list.
She got completely spoiled with so many great kitchen gadgets and she was also given recipes from all of the women in her life.
Most recently, we also had the chance to celebrate Elizabeth & Jason's engagement.
We enjoyed a night of great food (all made by her incredible mom) and ample amounts of alcohol at her uncle's lake house in Louisiana.
The night wouldn't have been a success if few people hadn't ended up in the pool.
Matrons of honor sandwich, y'all.
Elizabeth's mom also had the great idea for me to create a "congratulations" banner using photos from all of Liz and Jason's friends.
It really came out great, and the only reason I say that is because it made Liz cry.
Success.
My personal favorite thing from the night was the cake (naturally).
The bakery decorated their cake using silhouettes from Elizabeth and Jason's iconic engagement photo.
I don't use the word iconic lightly, their photo is legitimately the greatest engagement photo of all time.
I'm so lucky to be surrounded by such great women and I love taking any opportunity I have to spoil them.
Every girl truly deserves it (especially for patiently tolerating the excruciating wait for a silly boy to make up his mind to propose, amiright?)
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