Let’s Talk about Sex, Baby. My Last Fling Before the Ring.

How about we DON’T and say we did. Is that what they call “false advertising!?” But really… since when did bachelorette parties become a thing? I mean it seems like an odd concept: to be showered in lingerie and eat cake shaped like… well, I don’t have to tell YOU what it’s shaped like 😉 I didn’t even want to have a bachelorette party. I told my girls, “No.” Mostly because I have been a bridesmaid in many weddings and I know how much things start to cost. When you are in a wedding, you are throwing out some major $$$, and a whole lot of time. I thought maybe if I cut out this one thing, I could save my ladies from spending some of their hard-earned moolah. They immediately refused my “No,” and Lauren, one of my Matron’s of Honor went into planning mode.

I hardly knew a thing about my bachelorette party, which for me is a feat. When there is planning of any kind going on I want to be in the middle of it. I intentionally PLACE myself into the middle of it. I love a good party. I love the food, the ambiance, the built-in excuse to spend an obscene amount of money on fresh flowers. Parties are my passion. So you can imagine how I felt when Lauren wouldn’t let me do ANYTHING at all for my bachelorette party. She actually told me at one point, “If you keep asking the girls questions… You will be uninvited!” So I stuck my tail between my legs and I sat back and relaxed – an odd sensation.

I found out later that all of my girls had worked together to make the Ultimate Bachelorette Day possible. Kristin, my sister, took the morning brunch. We met at her house for “Brunch and Bubbly,” and to shower me in utterly inappropriate gifts… which I loved. We ate, laughed, drank a little homemade vino, and then all of a sudden I was blindfolded… Plot twist. Believe it or not, I knew what was coming. The girls took me outside and led me to a pinata, and let me tell you… it didn’t have candy in it.

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And yes. That absolutely is a dishtowel on my head. L. Childers’ Photography
Ooh la la

After I was showered in a rainbow collection of fruit-flavored contraceptives, the girls brought me in the house and sat me down in a chair. This was the part that I was nervous about because I had no clue what was coming next. Lauren said, “Someone else will be joining us for this part. You just have to answer a few questions.” The first question was, “how did John and I meet, and what was my first impression of him.”I would say my first impression wasn’t quite as good as John’s. I honestly didn’t even think the man liked me! I did think he was really cute but he just about ran out the door as soon as the date was over. I vividly remember calling Lauren as soon as that date was over and I sighed and said, “Well, I am not going to ever see HIM again…” The jokes on me because now I am marrying the man! I also couldn’t marry anyone else at this point, because I am totally whipped:P After I told my answers to the questions, Lauren pulled out an Ipad and there was John! They had pre-recorded answers to all of the questions. I will show you John’s answer to question number one, but I will keep the rest to myself. Things got a little spicy… It is a bachelorette after all!

After our “eye-opening” little brunch. We all had a wardrobe change and headed to Board & Brush Creative Studio. My best friend, Danielle had been in charge of the morning activity, and she blew us all out of the water! Y’all, when I say we had a BLAST. We had a blast. I never knew that such a place existed! Board & Brush is like your typical painting class on steroids. We all got to choose a wood project ahead of time, and by the time we got there, the wood for our projects and custom stencils were laid out on high top wooden tables. Every step was explained in detail, and fully customizable. By the end, we all had pieces unique to our homes and personality. All of us agreed by the end that we would readily go back. The class was easy and fun, and the end product was the best part! We all got to take home fun new pieces for our homes – that we had made with our own two hands!

I had two requests for Laur when she said she was planning my bachelorette. I told her, “I want to do a pole dancing class, and I want to wear colorful wigs.” Lauren at this point is so used to my hair-brained ideas so she didn’t bat an eyelash. She just found us an evening pole dancing class and that was that. After board and brush we all headed over to the Lady Kave – that just sounds sultry doesn’t it – to find our “inner woman” and do some pole dancing. I personally have always wanted to try it, but I am glad that I waited for this because we had a private class all to ourselves. Side note: It’s way easier to embarrass yourself in front of people who already love you unconditionally. AND Don’t even ask me why I wanted wigs… Sometimes I can’t even understand my thoughts… The class was broken into three parts, and all of the girls were broken into two groups. Each group would have a chance to learn the moves then perform in front of the other, essentially pitting us against each other. It was SUCH fun! The last part of the choreography was the hardest, it was a lift and spin around the pole. Somehow you had to keep your left leg tucked in so your right light could spin around – GUYS – my brain was NOT processing that in the slightest. A lot of our brains were not processing it 😂 You should have seen the bruises we all came home with. I have “pole burn” on my arm TO THIS DAY. Who knew “pole burn” was even a thing? I will save you all from watching the videos of our routines… Let’s just say we had all better stick with our day jobs.

Team 1
Team 2
The cutest custom cookies!

After pole dancing, we ran back to our Airbnb and did what girls do. We primped, we curled, we mascara’d, and we ate charcuterie. The usual… Danielle had decorated the place so cute, it was hard to leave, but we had one more activity for the night. It involved food, and wild horses couldn’t have kept us away. You have no idea how hungry swinging around on a metal pole can make you!

We finished out our “Marathon Bach” at the River House. It is a beautiful restaurant perched on the bank of the Ohio River, and it is ridiculously hard to get into. To this day I am still not sure who Laur had to bribe to get us a table for eleven people. We were all rightfully happy and exhausted at that point, after creating our one-of-a-kind art pieces, mastering the pole, and digging deep into John and I’s relationship psyche. We all happily sank into our moody, dark leather, booth and ravished ourselves with fresh oysters on the half shell, bay scallops, cornbread, and berry mojitos. It was the perfect ending to the absolute perfect day.

Lots to celebrate! Including this Mommy to Be!

I honestly can’t believe that I didn’t want to have a bachelorette party, because I can’t imagine a better day than we had. We all had so much fun, and that may be verging on top ten of my favorite days in my life. You know I think just about everyone needs a day at the Lady Kave (Insert Sultry Voice Here*) spent with your girls… It’s just life-changing. Bruising too, but life-changing. Well, that’s all for today folks. I am on call today and lucky enough to have a day to myself and I am planning to spend it in the ultimate GTL fashion. That pool is calling my name! Unless crew scheduling calls first:P

P.S: Before you start “googling.” GTL means Gym, Tan, Laundry for all you Jersey Shore guys and gals 😉

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My Kentucky Bridal Brunch

I am currently sitting on a glorious king bed in Salt Lake City, Utah. I am what we “flight attendants” like to call a “door slammer,” today, which simply means I am doing ABSOLUTELY nothing other than being a room hobbit for the next 15 hours. Sounds pretty boring, I know, but for me, this is pretty much pure bliss right now. I don’t think I have gotten a free moment since January, and I didn’t think it was affecting me too much until I almost had an emotional breakdown over a cheese platter last weekend. Nothing like the price of a good Gruyère to throw a gal overboard. Expensive cheese and jokes aside, this season has been a tough one for my fiancé John and me. I am pretty sure we boarded the super-sonic, express train of life once we got engaged because there has been NO time. Just none. Y’all. I legit have a pile of laundry the size of a small walrus in my laundry room. My flowers are knocking on death’s door. I am actually pretty sure they have joined a permanent residency… let’s be real. John and I are closing on house number 2, and have currently turned the Charlotte living room into a moving distribution center. Not to mention the fact that I personally have AT LEAST 100 small things lefts to do for our wedding, all of which adds up to 1 very big stressor. Those are just a FEW of the things going on in our lives right now. Send up a little prayer for us folks…


Our Madison, Indiana Engagement Session

Can I get a show of hands from everyone who thinks that this year has gone by “lightning rod” fast? I honestly cannot believe that it is nearly June. I truly thought that this year would crawl by at a snail’s pace and here we are… nearly hitting the “two months away from the big day” mark. It seems like the closer that I get to our wedding day, the faster things move. There are so many fun activities coming up within the next few months, and I am just sitting here antsily waiting and trying to be patient – not really my strong suit.


The Painted Bungalow: Master Bedroom Reveal

Hello Lovelies,

It has been quite the whirlwind year for me. I have been managing life precariously, juggling going back to work with the airline, planning my wedding, and house hunting in Spartanburg, South Carolina, among MANY other things. To be quite honest I have been working my little tail off… As it turns out your girl is pretty high maintenance when it comes to weddings… go figure. Every time I finish a project I seem to have another idea. To be honest, I have been so non-stop busy that writing has been pretty much pushed to the back of my never-ending list. Until now.


For this One, I Have Prayed.

There was a time when I was a little girl, always a romantic one… I took a number 2 pencil and I scrawled out all of the wishes I had for the man of my dreams. It wasn’t a whole lot really. I think there were four or five things on my list. Just the important stuff: Must be taller than me (not hard to be). Must be good with money. Must make me laugh. Must love Jesus. It was more of a prayer really, and multiple times in my life I remember pulling out that tattered, butterfly-thin sheet and clutching it to my heart – asking God to bring my most intimate prayer to fruition.


The Painted Bungalow: Kitchen Reveal

Well hey, y’all! I am being a true journalist today and I am coming to you from somewhere in the middle of Florida, typing away on our road trip back to my sweet Carolina home. I spent the past week in the Sunshine state applying for more jobs and just enjoying some beach solace. I can’t get enough of that little beach house y’all. There is a quote floatin’ around out there that says, “Love grows best in little houses just like this,” and that just about sums up how I feel about our little piece of paradise.


DIY on a Dime: How to Craft a Christmas Wreath with Supplies from your Local Dollar Tree

Good Morning fellow homebodies. Here we are a week before Thanksgiving and I have already decked about every hall I can get my hands on. Full disclosure: I started right after Halloween. But don’t you worry I only decorated the inside and I have kept my blinds closed tight so the neighbors don’t think I am a total nutter – probably futile at this point ;)… What can I say? I am a freak for the ho-ho. I start early every year but this year I started WAYYY early. Only because, well duh, this year kind of sucks like an old, hair covered lollypop stuck to the bottom of a ripped cushion in a 1978 Pinto – It’s just that bad. So here we all are, stuck in our homes with nothing to do. So what do we do? We paint things, we eat way too many Tollhouse cookies, and we craft! And oh boy DO I HAVE a good craft for you?? So put down the cookie, throw on your sweats, sheath your beautiful face, and head over to the Dollar Tree because that is where you will source 98% of the materials for this DIY Christmas wreath. You can source 100% of the materials there if your little heart desires, but I will explain why I chose not to later on.


When in Tahoe.

Good morning — from the happiest place on earth. I am currently back in the Bluegrass, sipping my pumpkin spice, and watching the leaves fall like embers from the trees. How crazy is it that it is November y’all? This year has been the crappiest, weirdest year known to man and it has still flown by – painfully SLOWLY – if that makes any sense at all.


Worth the Wait.


I saw a sign today that read, “repeat after me: I don’t want what doesn’t want me.” I just stared at that sign for a few minutes, my mind flashing back to all the times where I did exactly that. All the years of painful regret that I spent chasing rainbows that really just turned out to be storm clouds, pulling me into the cyclone, twisting me into a world of hurt. (more…)

The Time to Love.


They say the eyes are the window to one’s soul. Which is a good thing I guess since that’s the only thing we have all gotten a glimpse of over the past few months. Fearful, bright eyes widening at the sight of you passing them in the supermarket, crossing their path in an airport bathroom, or side stepping them on the sidewalk. And then it’s gone. The moment of eye contact is suddenly gone as the other person quickly looks down, intentionally planning their path to get as far away from YOU as possible. The path to safety. The path away from fear. The path away from uncertainty. (more…)