Police, Hangovers and Trivia: weekend update style

So Friday night I attended my first ever TRIVIA NIGHT. Here in the STL, they are a big deal. A cultural staple, if you will. Like beer, baseball and Clydesdale horses. They are like a giant potluck/booze fest where people occasionally also answer trivia questions (to validate why they’re there drinking, boozing and eating). All of the money goes to different philanthropies–the one I was at was supporting building a library for a junior high that only accepts in-need students (of which there are many in STL). Anyways, bottom line–AWESOME event. However, after some Swedish fish vodka (of course I put Swedish fish IN the Swedish fish vodka) and a few turns from the good ol’ box’ o’ vino, I decided to visit the silent auction. Now kids, when I was growing up, my father would always visit silent auction tables and put his name down just to “up the ante” as he would say. He was convinced it would inspire other people to bid. Really, it was 50/50 whether this worked. I got sent to pick up some weird shit in my day–collages of wine corks, necklaces made of maps, handmade pottery. So of course, when I visited the silent auction table, my childhood upbringing came out and I bid on a few items just to “up the ante.” Buuuuut I put my date’s name down. And we lost. He ended up having to pay for a magazine subscription and a giant wine basket (so maybe ultimately we won). Worst date ever? You may say yes…but I say wait a minute…After that, we went to a bar with some friends and then went home where he promptly went to work taking care of me. Water, snacks, the works. Except when I decided I didn’t want the snacks anymore and would throw them half-eaten across the room only to scream “Wait! Don’t let it stain the carpet.” Worst date ever? That’d be me, folks. 


Saturday I stayed in bed. Obviously. I sent man-friend to go get some lunch and screamed “don’t forget the vegetable! We need a vegetable!” to which he promptly pinched my cheek and said “ohhhhh we got a vegetable right here.” Winner, winner chicken dinner. Then we watched Pitch Perfect for the first time…acaAMAZING. I died laughing. 


Sunday I was a domestically disabled diva and cooked all morning. And then celebrated my favorite holiday…Super Bowl Sunday. Fun fact: I watched the Super Bowl with an STL cop. During commercial breaks (because the commercials this year were shit, who’s with me?) he told us how he “Saw a cat in an alley. Hit him…you’re welcome” and how he uses crack rocks to bribe bums for information. He explained how this can be both positive and negative reinforcement (“I have three crack rocks and one question, how long will it take you to answer?”). Oh and he also told us about the time he broke up a domestic disturbance call…which occurred because a mom and son were having sex. Together. Then he promptly fell asleep for the rest of the game because obvi, he had a busy week. I also watched it with a Greek woman who had never seen the Super Bowl before and her deaf-in-one-ear boyfriend who kept shouting really loud. Eventually my friend and I just kind of sank back into the couch with our endless chip dips, wine and two cats. 


So that was my weekend. What was your weekend?


Linking up with Sami for Weekend update!


Review Extravaganza Part 3 & 4

Linking up with the wonderful woman over at the Johanson Journey for the Review Extravangaza! If you missed it, check out Part One and Part Two. This link up has been an amazing reminder to celebrate my small achievements in life. This year has been rocky, to say the least, and while I for one cannot wait to send it on it’s way…this little project has been a good time to remind myself that there’s still beauty in the darkness, if you just look for it. 



spent lots more time in the sunshine, reading, playing with my nieces and just generally trying to be tan. started this blog with my first ever post: The 5 Assholes You’ll Date in College (still my favorite to this day). spent more time being frustrated than i should’ve.



In the span of 48 hours I: interviewed, flew out for a second interview, accepted my first “big-girl” job offer and found a roommate. Whirlwind? Absolutely. 




I moved to Saint Louis, which as I sit on my family’s couch back in Michigan…I have to admit is growing on me. I started my first big girl job. Struggled to assemble shelves and other SWF problems. 


Though I hate to admit it…I live in a beautiful place.



started really getting to know my coworkers and having fun at work. started attending a book club. celebrated halloween– tacky Pi Phi prom style. went to homecoming with my best friend–completing 18/20 of the “Top 20 things to do on your first trip back to homecoming as an alumnae” list that we composed. 


Missourah wineries with the Pi Phi alum club definitely helped me like MO more 😉




home is wherever i’m with you…and all that cheesy shit.


thanksgiving? kept enjoying the beautiful things STL has to offer–there are a surprising lot. my favorite of the month was probably this dive bar I found on Broadway. It looked like the sketchiest shit possible and I was scared for my life (legit) as I crossed the parking lot. But once inside–ADORABLE. It was decorated in true STL/NOLA style with fleur de lis, alligators, mardi gras and creole decorations everywhere. a jazz band plaid out back. christmas light were hanging everywhere and the food was the most amazing creole delights to hit my lips. YUMM!




CHRISTMAS! Oh, and who could forget my absolute wonderful trip to the University of Alabama for work?!?!! I LOVED getting to see the beautiful campus, and the GIANT Greek houses. 







Thanks for readying, y’all! Be sure to visit the Johanson Journey and link up as well! Happy New Year–we’re almost there!!!!