I'm obsessed...

Okay. I know. I have been a terrible blogger. I even got harassed by the husband, so you know it's bad.

A couple weeks ago we went to Atlanta. To do what you may ask?

To see the Packers! Ugh, I know. But the chance to see Aaron Rodgers in the flesh? I'll take it. And get this. I found out that his little brother is the quarterback at Vanderbilt. Which is in Nashville. Which is only 3 hours away. And my total in to the Rodgers family.

Umm...kidding. Maybe.

Anyway!! We made the short 2 1/2 trip to the Georgia Dome to see my favorite NFL team. We were only 20 some odd rows up in the end zone. We also went to a great little Irish place that claimed it had the best fish and chips in Atlanta. I'm not sure what other places have them, but they were so good, I really forgot to take the picture.

But enjoy the pictures that I did take!! And I hope that y'all are doing well! I have missed the little bloggy world!!
I am starting to seriously hate the hair. I miss the long-ness.



The fish 'n chips place. Yums.

Clay Matthews' booty. #52 in case you were wondering.

The boys.

There they are again!

And again.

They are now 6-0. Take that Chicago!

Camping Fun

So two weekends ago, hubsy and I packed up the dog and the tent and went up to Mt. Cheaha in northeast (well sort of central-east) Alabama.

It is the highest point in Alabama at a whopping 2700-some odd feet. But it was gorgeous up there. And the Stell-dog seriously loved her some outdoor time. It was fun to put up the tent, and believe it or not, we had the whole semi-primitive circle to ourselves.

It was filled with a fun day of hiking to waterfalls, listening to AU football on the radio (come on now... you had to know that was coming), cooking hot dogs, and burning marshmallows to make s'mores.

So here is a little known fact about moi.

I am deathly afraid of the dark. And deathly afraid of things that the dark brings. Like bears. And serial killers. The more I thought about it, the more I thought how easy it would be for a killer to be hiding in the woods at a campsite to kill people. Trust me, I psyched myself out, and actually convinced myself there was a killer in the woods.

But there wasn't. And we all survived. Here are some pics from the trip...









Best part of all...I saw two shooting stars...

Ghost

Oh my gosh! I think I just saw a ghost!

No wait. That's just LC's blog...

I apologize for being so out of pocket. I have had much going on lately between bar outings with my boss man, kickball (which I have been seriously neglecting), dance competition practice (whoop!), Halloween decorating (there are pics for later!), gym times, work and life in general.

Source: None via Viviana on Pinterest

This is so me. Except I would be wearing pajamas. With no makeup. And I don't think I have a $5000 anything in my house.

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Cuteness. I would cuddle with him. For reals.

I promise I will be back with real life pictures and stories. Once I get 8 hours of sleep in a row.