New Orleans...bachelorette style

Ah, New Orleans. You are grand. 

For dear Haritha's bachelorette party we made the trek to the state next door and rented an awesome apartment underneath a giant old house. I may or may not have convinced everyone that it was very haunted. Maybe I watch too much American Horror Story.

We ate delicious pizza, had a fancy, three course jazz brunch at Commander's Palace, got our fortunes read [my first time for that, and it was pretty cool], strolled around the French quarter, and had a classic night on Bourbon Street. 

Only three months until our little doctor is married! 

Yes, the placement of the green dresses was intentional.

Leave it to us to run into an Australian rugby player. Aussies are EVERYWHERE.

Fabulous as always

An evening with some of your best and oldest friends can really do the trick.

Swampy, beloved member of the Fab Four, will soon be moving to sunny Florida to be with her lovah.

As you can imagine, we're all trying to soak up the last moments of being in the same state.

Growing up is silly.

Look at my creepy claw.

I just adore them :)

[For all ye San Antonio residents, I highly recommend Blue Bar at the Pearl Brewery and Ocho Lounge at Hotel Havana. San Antonio is so hip theses days!]

The Fab Four has a beach weekend

I was in desperate need of a girls weekend, so it was pretty fortunate that a Fab Four trip had been in the works for a while now.

Swampy and I made the trek to Corpus Christi for bonding and beach time.

It was a weekend that did not disappoint.

Want to see 500 pictures?

Well ok then!

This is what we look like after standing on a windy roof in high humidity for a couple of hours. 

Haritha is in med school. I wanted to see what it felt like to be a future doctor! With sun glasses on, obviously.

Anyone know who Selena is? If you're from Texas it's a requirement.

I know there are like 50 country songs with lyrics about toes in the sand, so insert one here.

I have cheated on Lent four times. This was time number four.

I cried. I laughed. I whimpered. And we all wore Katniss braids because we're THAT cool.

Things I learned/were reaffirmed this weekend:

1. I am awkward.

2. Snorting while laughing is apparently not endearing.

3. I should learn when to not buy just oneeee more drink.

4. The Doritos taco shell from Taco Bell is amazeballs.

5. My friends are fabulous.

6. Trailers for Titanic make me ugly cry.

Merry Christmas from the Fab Four....

...and our 37 inch pizza.

While this may look like some sort of optical illusion, I assure you it is not.

This pizza has been featured on Man vs. Food.

It is typically consumed by families of 10 or more.

Not four women.

We know how to have a Christmas dinner.

And a killer tummy ache.



That time my best friends came to town and I ate more food than ever

I am doing a separate post solely dedicated to the food that was consumed when the Fab Four took over Houston for the weekend.

Also, I want to make you hungry.

Friday night, 2:15 am: House of Pies

Saturday lunch: Greek food

Chicken gyro

Greek Salad

Spinach pizza

Saturday snack: Mini treats

Saturday dinner: Homemade pizzas

Saturday night snack: Sprinkles cupcakes

We love food, obviously.

Fab Four does Houston

Having my girls in for the weekend was absolutely wonderful!

We danced, ate, shopped, ate some more, had a photo shoot, made pizzas, ate some more, played games, and ate some more.

PERFECT!

5 million pictures to follow.

What up, iPhone picture with no flash.

Despite what this looks like, we don't like to just hang out in hotels. There was an awesome bar downstairs.

We did some shopping on a hip street. So I took a picture with Instagram to make them look like hipsters.

No girls weekend would be complete without a photo shoot in a park on a beautiful day.

I've been fooling everyone. This is the real me.

I am so incredibly thankful to have these ladies in my life. 

They know me, inside and out, and love me for all my weirdness.

Can we do this every weekend, please?