Hellloooo

Helllloooo my loves!

I hope you all had a fab weekend and that you got out there to enjoy the sunshine...we tried to take full advantage of the sun this weekend...and tried to soak it up in hopes of me getting a base tan so I won't completely turn into a lobster while on vacation.

Which by the way is TOMORROW.

That is right...I have to wake up before the ass-crack of dawn and get my happy sleep deprived self to the airport...I'm thinking four in the morning requires lots and lots of coffee or a mimosa.

Who came up with the phrase, "ass-crack of dawn"...that's kinda weird, no?

I'm actually quite proud of myself and my packing abilities this trip...I should have taken a picture to prove to you. Normally I just kinda throw things into the suitcase which is so not very organized...however, I channeled my bff Amy, who is like organization queen, and I have out done myself. I made a list, checked everything off, rolled things so they would fit better...I even strategically places me beach hat and fedora to where they fit perfectly.

This week I have some great blogs lined up for you by some wonderful people...y'all will love them : )

Let's see what else is going on....oh, we went fishing...per usual. We finally caught a fish bigger than our hand...here's proof.

My momma...love her : )

I, of course, only caught little fish...which frankly made me angry. 

I thought fishing was supposed to be relaxing.

I've got my DVR all set to record a weeks worth of shows...because Lord knows I can't miss a second of my TV shows.

Ok loves....hope y'all have a wonderful day and week...and I will be thinking about ya while I am sipping those drinks with the umbrella's in them while tanning on the beach.

Fishing

Hello loves.

Hope your weekend was wonderful. Mine was well...eventful. 

I've decided that my new hobby should be fishing.

This girl loves to fish. 

Oklahoma country girl at heart, I guess.

While googling how to catch bigger fish.....I may love to fish but my love hasn't really gotten me anything bigger than a baby fish.

Put it this way, if I had to depend on my fishing skills to feed myself...I would probably starve to death...not for lack of catching fish...just for lack of size.

Anyway back to what I found while googling...they have a women's fishing tournament. 

I've contemplated very hard about this and thought about two things...

1. I for sure need to enter this, as soon as I learn how to catch big fish.

2. Women's fishing tournaments probably happen at the same time as a men's fishing  tournaments...therefore I could meet a potential husband.

Just saying.

Well, while trying to up my fishing game this weekend two things happened.

I got my first sunburn of the summer and it's not even summer.

I'm a white, white, white girl...therefore, I am now lobster red.

and I learned to not wear flipflops while fishing. Oh and my mom is not useful in situations where I fall and can't get up.

I guess that makes three things I learned.

Let me explain.

I decided to walk to the edge of the lake and wash my hands off...instead I slid down the rock butt first straight into the lake...I tried to get back up said rock but it was so slippery that I fell again..not only once but twice...all while my mom is laughing hysterically. My pole went one way and I went the other.

A few scrapes and bruises and sunburn later...I have decided to re-think these fishing tournaments.