Hello, party people! I hope you had a lovely weekend. I made sure that mine was jam-packed with activities because Cory has been gone since Friday morning, and I get bored easily.
Friday, Jamie came over to spend the night because I simply hate sleeping alone in this big house. It’s totally rational to think that the murderers will stay away when my pretty girlfriend comes to sleep over. Right?
Saturday was brunch with Clare! She recapped our time together perfectly. Long story short, we’re in love and real-life friends now.
Leading up to brunch, I was super excited and slightly nervous. It was literally like going on a first blind date. Lucky for us, we hit it off immediately. She’s freaking hilarious, and I loved chatting about stuff that doesn’t make it on our blogs. It was a total blast.
That night I drank way too much sangria at my neighbor’s house, and got a late start on Sunday before making the drive to Norfolk to hang out with my brother for his birthday.
We drank, obviously. And we made musical history by performing the best duet of all time.
I totally see that guy in the back totally giving me the judge face, but what can you do? People are intimidated by our level of awesomeness.