The Good Ole College Days Part 2

My good friend, and sweet boy Rolligun commented on my last post that he thought I was this sweet, conservative, church goin' girl and he was confused by my "party girl" college days... Now a lady never kisses and tells nor does she brag about her, let's say free spirited college youth, but here are a few funny stories from the past...

I did not drink when I was in high school, I was all about some Jesus and just having a good time with my friends. But then I went to college and I told Jesus I would be partying for the next couple of years and He and I could hook up maybe before a big test, or while I was praying to die when I had a horrible hangover... Not the best decision I ever made, but God did give us free will to make decisions, and boy did I use that pass!!

Fire Water... it is a cinnamon flavored liquor that you are supposed to drink as a shot... for normal people, they would have taken one or two shots and been done with it.. but not me... Oh no, I drank it and chased it with beer... I later woke up in the bathroom floor of the KA House, with my boyfriend just shaking his head, not one of my finer moments..To this day I still have a hard time eating anything with a cinnamon taste...

Where everybody knows your name- it's great when it's the librarian, or the attendant at the old folks home where you volunteer knows who you are and greets you by name... but when the bartenders ar O'Charleys know your name and holler out, "Beachgirl's here, let's get the party started, somebody get her a jello shot"... yeah, that's something every parent should be proud of and can brag about to all of their friends...

Jello shots- oh these were soooo popular when I was in school... the shooter girls (the girls that brought the jello shots around), knew us and would seek us out... I could suck those bad boys down like they were candy... and I NEVER used my finger to get them out of the little cup... use your imagination... another talent to put on a resume...

The #1 Party School in the Nation- the year I graduated, the University of Tennessee was given that honorable distinction, I am fairly certain that it was soley due to my behavior and activities... again, my parents were so proud...

So there you have it, a glimpse into Beachgirl's wild child, partying days.. I realize now that all of that had to happen, it was part of the path God put me on, but at the time, I am certain my mother did NOT see it that way... but she loved me regardless...

I am much more responsible and my faith guides me today... My God, my family, my friends and service to the community is what brings me the most joy..... I hope that clears it up for you Rolligun, any other questions??

Much love y'all!

~Beachgirl

The Good Ole College days

Do y'all remember the good ole college days? I know it's hard for Pk b/c he's like a dinosaur (just kidding Pk, just wanted to see if you're reading).. but anyway, the good ole college days, when you're only worry was where you were going to party that night or weekend. Going to the KA Panda House* jumping up on a table and shakin' your money maker to the Beastie Boys... Ok, so maybe not everyone had that experience**,but I know that at least we all drunk dialed at one point in time...

You know those calls you made when you were absolutely tanked and HAD to talk to that ex about all the wrongs he committed against you, b/c I am sure he would love to hear from you at 2 am while you scream into the phone and slur your words together about what a butthead he is and how much better off you are now... Yep, that's a really good call... and oh so productive..

What about the one you made to the cute guy in your political science class, you know the one that JUST gave you his number yesterday...and again, you place your call after 2 am when you have been severly over served at the local college bar.. You ask him what he's doing, and b/c he cares about his future and wants to get out of school in 4 years instead of the 7 year path you are on (due to nights like these), he says he's asleep... and after he hangs up you, you still don't realize how awkward class with him just became... But even when you get to class he's kind of cracking on you about it and everyone laughs about it... Good times.. it's college, this is what is supposed to happen...

Fast Forward.... you are now in your 30's the drunk dialing thing has pretty much fallen by the way side and even if you did try to call someone when you were drunk, it's usually only about 11:30 pm b/c "you just can't hang like you used to"... and you place the call to someone you know very well and it becomes a running joke...

But here's the thing, when you have only been out with someone twice, maybe three times and you screwed up all of those dates and have had to apologize profusely... DO NOT, I repeat, DO NOT call them at 3am 5 times in a row!! Oh and it's probably best NOT to leave a drunken message that says in an angry tone that "WE NEED TO TALK AND I'M ON MY WAY TO YOUR HOUSE"... As you can probably guess all of this happened to me... It was the sportswriter guy, AJ.... It was right before I left for vacation. I didn't check the messages until the next day and no, he never showed up at my house. If he had, I think I would have called the cops... I actually did call him the next day to make sure he was alright... he didn't take my call and I haven't heard from him since... Dude has got some issues... For someone that claimed to be a southern gentleman from Virginia, he certainly was not... Can I pick 'em or what!!Oh well, moving on...

So what are your funny drunk dialing stories??

*They called it the KA Panda House b/c a bunch of the KA's lived there... it used to be a daycare and they had left a huge painting of a cute panda on the front of th house and the KA's just left it there... the house has since been torn down and I think they built a parking lot on the site... good times...
**Which explains why I am at church everytime the doors are open, I have a lot of making up to do for the college years!!

What I did on my Summer Vacation

I am happy to report that this beachgirl enjoyed her journey back to her homeland: THE BEACH!! Mother and I had a great time and enjoyed really good food... the best part was that there were no trips to the emergency room/and or/ hospital... I didn't even get a sunburn.. Praise the Lord.

But I did get some news from my little brother (he's 7 years younger)... He's getting married. I absolutely love his girlfriend, she's the sister-in-law every sister dreams of... But brother broke the golden rule, and don't mean that crap about doing unto others,blah,blah,blah... NO! I mean the one that says you cannot get married before your big sister! OK, here comes a really self centered and pity party of one.... I feel like the biggest loser... All of my cousins are married and having kids (of course that's nothing new, we are a southern family) and now THIS??!! I told brother to tell his betrothed NOT to ask me to be in the wedding.. How pathetic would that be, "oh look, poor pitiful Heather, can't find a husband, and has to be a bridesmaid in her little brother's wedding" .... It just bites...My friend NP and I were talking the other night and both wondered where we missed our "window" of opportunity. Maybe I just haven't found my window yet... and I know everyone says, "it will happen when you least expect it" and "just be patient" .... I know all of this and I also know that it will happen in God's Time, not my time, but it doesn't hurt any less.
One guy that broke my heart, said I was aggressive and that I came on too strong. That really shocked me. But maybe it was true, but I cannot change who I am. He was the first guy I had "let in" in a very long time and he really crushed me... But that was my fault for letting him in in the first place. I simply won't make the same mistake again.

I walk by faith everyday, and sometimes I falter.. On this issue, it seems as if I am CONSTANTLY falling down in my faith. I just don't know how to remedy the situation and trust God completely. I guess as long as I keep getting up and asking for help....

Sorry, I didn't mean for this to get so sappy...

We did have a great vacation and I promise to post some happier memories later!!

Love y'all!

A little R&R...

Well folks, I'm preparing for my annual beach trip or as my military buddies would call it, R&R or leave..... We leave on Sunday, when I say we, I mean my momma and me. No, I don't think it is strange that I am 31 years old and still go on vacation with my momma... I think it's a southern thing, b/c most of my friends still do it. We may want to kill our mommas sometime but that doesn't mean we don't love 'em...

I have had plenty of time to get my clothes ready, get the suitcase out of the attic and pack so that I am ready togo Sunday morning...And no, I am not going to church Sunday morning, I think Jesus will understand, b/c if I don't go on vacation soon I am going to lose my ever-lovin mind.... But I digress, so I have not packed one thing for the trip yet. I am always one of those last minute packers, I think it adds to the excitement of the trip!!

I cannot wait to get to the beach, put my toes in the sand, whip out my book and just enjoy the sunshine... oh and you know what, I may even have a cold beer.. that's right, I said a cold beer (in the south we call it a cold beer, no matter what, I know beer is always supposed to be cold, but I guess we just want to make sure everyone knows we prefer COLD beer..).. The only time I ever drink in front of my mother is during football season, or when she asks if I want a cocktail with dinner. But this year, I think I am going to take a cold beer to the beach, put it in my Talladega Super Speedway Koozie and savor every sip... I know it's a little white trash, but you know what, it's vacation...

So I hope everyone has a great weekend and a fabulous week!! I think I am going to go ahead and start listening to some Jimmy Buffett to get me in the vacation mood!

Kisses Y'all!!

~Beachgirl

Gaggle of sport writers.. continued

Sorry this has taken me so long to write about but I seriously have been sooooo busy with work and other stuff.. Ok so we left off with me and my friend EG going honky tonkin and meeting up with some sports writers she knows.. yep, beachgirl was in heaven not only b/c these guys could talk about sports, but b/c they were cute! So the guy I end up talking to the most is not the typical guy I am normally drawn to... I mean, he was cute but you wouldn't look at him and think "dang he's hot!"... but he and I got to talkin' and he was a darn good dancer... The more I talked to him, the more I began to enjoy his company, although one of his other friends was FINE and I really could have just stared at him all night b/c he was just that FINE... but anyway the guy I ended up talkin to (we'll call him AJ) was very nice and he asked for my number.. I gave it to him and he called me that night... I thought it was sweet, we have been talking on a regular basis... It's fine really, but here's the thing, he doesn't make my toes curl nor does he give me butterflies... In fact, I just don't think I am attracted to him. I for one don't think it is something you can force... Then I have to ask myself, am I just being shallow? I mean he's a pretty good guy... But there is just something that is holding me back, I'm pretty sure I know what it is, but I'm just going to have to get over that and move forward....

So in the meantime I get an email from my good friend NP, she and I hang out all the time. I have mentioned her in previous posts, great girl! Anyway she was at some lawyer conference today and ran into a mutual friend of ours, a hottie who I will call JH... I used to work with him back in the day, oh and we used to flirt like crazy, but we were always good friends....I just never took him seriously b/c he was a total player, but he was a good friend to me... so NP and JH get to talkin' and my name came up... NP said he totally asked about me, and wanted my email address and phone number, etc. When she told me about it I have to admit I was a little excited. Like I said, he's a TOTAL hottie!! If nothing else, he is going to be so much fun to hang out with this summer!

So that's it... the saga that is my life continues, but all is well. Oh and this lost beachgirl is making her way back to her homeland, Folly Beach next week! I cannot wait!!

Kisses Y'all!!

~Beachgirl

I love you this much...

Ok- I know I said I would give an update to my nite out with the sports writers last week, but it's just going to have to wait one more day... I have to write about the newest love of my life, Molly Kate... She is the unborn daughter of my dear friends Eric and Jen. They have an amazing website documenting Jen's pregnancy, they even played a little game where they would put up letters of her name slowly, and we would all have to guess... her name was revealed last week. Molly Kathryn, but in true southern style she is going to be called Molly Kate, or at least that's what here aunty beachgirl is going to call her.
Over the weekend Jen and Eric posted 4-D pictures of her... They are amazing, and I am in love! How is it that you can love something so much not even be able to hold her or kiss her yet...
So this is my lame attempt to explain to Molly Kate how much her aunty loves her and has loved her since before she was born...

Dear Molly Kate,
Hello there precious girl. I am your Aunty Heather and I live in Tennessee. I have loved you since you were in your mommy's tummy. In fact I probably loved you before that because I love your mommy and daddy so much. They are wonderful people, and you should listen to everything they say...
There is so much I want to teach you, so much I want to show you. You are so very loved, always remember that... Even though a lot of your aunties and uncles aren't there everyday to hug you and kiss you, just know that we think of you every single day.
So here's what you need to know, everything from Tiffany's is wonderful, the Tennessee Vols are the best in the world (don't listen to your old Uncle Bo, he thinks Alabama is the best, but he's delusional), never stop learning... Learn about things that people wouldn't expect you to know. Your Mommy is good about learning new things, she will always help you with that. Your Daddy is one of the smartest guys I know, he knows EVERYTHING about technical things, you are going to be totally hooked up with all kinds of electronic gadgets, trust me...

I cannot express to you how much I love you precious girl. You could not have better parents.. and a family that loves you so much.. that includes me. One thing you should always remember, it was something my grandmother always told me.. "pretty is as pretty does"... That means if you act pretty then you will be pretty. I know this to be true, you will be the prettiest little girl there is not only because you will be pretty on the outside, but I know how pretty you will be on the inside.

I am always here for you...
All my love and many blessings,
Aunty Heather

George, Muddin, and a Gaggle of Sports Writers

What do all of these things have in common? I encountered all of them Friday night. What was supposed to just be me getting together with my good friend EG after work, turned into a night of honky tonkin....
We started at Sambuca (the place with the famous $10 martinis), I got there before she did and went to the upstairs bar, I was the only guest up there... I ordered a martini and noticed the flat screen TV above the bar, so I asked my waitress if she wouldn't mind to turn it on for me... She asked me what channel, I said ESPN please, I need to watch some sports center. So there I was, kicked back, drinking a martini and watching sports center, does it get any better?? Apparently for me, it would...
EG shows up and we have a fab time catching up... I love her to pieces, and she has to be one of the funniest people I know... She then tells me that her guy friends wanted her to meet them out later in the evening. I ask what they do for a living, she tells me that they are sports writers for a rather large sports website... I was like, we've been sitting here for over an hour and you are just now telling me this??!!! So I told her we needed to rally and meet them out!! If nothing else, I knew these guys would be fun and I could talk sports with them all night... At this point I was a little excited... I'm talking 'Tiffany's Blue Box' excited... So EG calls one of the guys and he tells her they proabaly won't go out until 9:30... Well, by that time, I would probably be on my way and going to bed... I just can't hang like I used to! EG and I talk about it and we both agree that we need to RALLY! So what were we going to do for like 3 hours, it was about 7:00 by this point... Being the genius that EG is, she came up with a brilliant plan... Let's go get mani's and pedi's (that's manicures and pedicures for those of you that don't know)!!! Perfect!

So we are leaving Sambuca and waiting for the valet to bring my truck (i.e. my Jeep Liberty) around and who pulls up in a big black Mercedes? None other than George Stephanopolis!!! Yes, he is about 4 ft nothing tall but he is GOOD LOOKING!!! I whisper to EG that I think that is George Stephanopolis, she agrees and as he is walking by EG totally flirts with him!! She gives him the nod, the wink and the sexy little "hey"... and he toatlly reciprocated... I followed suit with my own little wave, wink and "hey"... He was totally digging us!!

Then the valets bring my truck around and no lie, it was covered in mud! It was as if they had taken it Muddin' !!! I literally yelled "What the heck, did you freakin take my truck muddin?"

Ok, muddin is what country folk do, it usually occurs in a big open field shortly after it rains, just drivin around in a 4WD vehicle through the wet, muddy field... Hence the name muddin...

Apparently the valet lot is gravel and it had rained that day... but I am convinced if those boys had been going slower and were paying attention to where they were driving, my truck would not be covered in mud...

So after the mani's and pedi's we head out to meet the gaggle of sports writers... I think I am going to wait and write about that tomorrow... It's a story all its own...

Maybe later

Hey y'all....

There was actually some pretty funny stuff that happened to me over the weekend, and I will post it all later. But today I'm just a little sad in my heart. My good friend B's grandmother passed away this weekend. She was extremely close with her and it just breaks my heart b/c I know and understand the pain she is going through. I went through it when my sweet Mammaw passed away 4 years ago. I hope that I will be strong enough to help her through this time. Many of you know how much my faith means to me and that I have to call on that faith everyday to help and guide me, today and the coming days will be no different. I would appreciate your prayers or even just good thoughts depending on your beliefs, for B and her family...

So maybe later I will tell you about the other stuff, but today I'm just a little sad in my heart for my good friend B and her family....

Thanks nice Starbucks Guy...

Often times our good friend lizzie will talk about hateful baristas at Starbucks.... But I did NOT have that experience last night...Maybe it's b/c I live further south or maybe the guy was drunk, but the Starbucks Guy was so nice last night!!

There is a drive-thru Starbucks that I always stop at on my way to grocery shopping at the Publix.. For some reason I feel the need for caffeine to grocery shop, go figure. Anyway, I pull up and order my grande non-fat mocha... He asks if I want whip cream and I tell him no, it defeats the purpose, right? Nice Starbucks Guy then says, "you'd be surprised at how many people order the non-fat stuff w/ whip cream" .... keep in mind I am still in my car ordering at the speaker... Nice Starbucks Guy then says, "so you want a chocolate chip cookie, right" I actually giggled like a little kid and said, noooooo..... . He gave me my total and told me to pull around...he took my money, gave me my latte and told me to have a great day... and you know what,
I DID!! Lizzie, I know you are green with envy right now, which is why I felt the need to share with the group... See, there are nice Starbucks people out there, when you come back home, you should tell your scary, hateful Starbucks barista all about this!!

After the I picked up the latte, I went to my friendly Publix to pick up a few groceries... everyone is so nice there too!! Upon pulling up in the parking lot, I ran into one of my
co-workers, one I actually like. I stopped and said hey, it was like something out of the Andy Griffith show. Just like if Aunt Bea would see someone she knew on the way from the courthouse/jail on her way to the beauty parlor and stopped to chat... It was lovely..

After I found my whole wheat tortillas (yippee, I don't have to make my own anymore!!) and some other things, I went home and vegged out on the couch... I went to bed a little early, 9:30, read my book, dozed off and then turned off the light. I thought I was down for the count, but apparently not... an hour later, I was up and at the computer... Not sure why, but there I was at about 12:30... I had an email from my new friend, it was so nice to hear from her, so I replied to her email and went back to bed...

Overall it was a really good Thursday, I mean really good.. and it all started with the nice guy at Starbucks... Good times y'all, good times!!

I hope everyone has a fab weekend.. I'm going out for some yummy martinis...

Kisses y'all!
~Beachgirl