Wednesday, October 23, 2013


This past weekend BBC and I took a mini honeymoon and headed out to Fredricksburg. We had originally wanted to honeymoon in Costa Rica, but he didn't want to take time off from his new job and our money rapidly disappeared while planning our wedding, so we've put that off until next October. We easily made our first executive decision as a married couple to honeymoon annually on our anniversary.

We booked our Fredricksburg weekend after a very strong recommendation of Two Wee Cottages, from Pam. This place was great, y'all! The prices are extremely reasonable, the owners are strict about giving you lots of privacy (we didn't see them one time), and you get your own private, secluded hot tub just outside the cottage door in a screened in patio.

Our little cottage, "My Little House"

What more do I have to say?! Private Hot TUB!

Staying at Two Wee Cottages felt like staying at your Grandmother's house, but without the mothball smell and if Grandma tried her damnedest to make your stay pampered and romantic as if her only hope of great grandbabies was riding on your happiness there. The place was covered in doilies, delicious, fresh, homemade bread was waiting for us when we arrived, and the homemade goodies were replenished twice a day: strudels, cakes, brownies..... we seriously gained pounds of weight here with all the yummy baked goods. The kitchen was also fully stocked with our favorite soft drinks, juice, cereal, tea, and coffee. It certainly lives up to the Bed and Breakfast+ that was advertised. We brought our left over case of champagne from the wedding and drank mimosas all day while wearing the super cozy bathrobes provided.

Cake and Cake and Cake and Cake and Cake!

Hubby in a robe

After lounging in bed all morning and afternoon, we started our adventure by hiking up Enchanted Rock. I had never been before and was starting to get skeptical as we drove towards it. It looked more like a dirt covered hill than a rock, but once we started walking up the skepticism quickly went away. Damn, that thing truly is one huge, enchanting rock. The hike was pretty steep and several times I thought I was too lazy and out of shape to make it, but I did and the view was worth all the leg cramps. After all, I knew there was a hot tub waiting for me when I was done.

A big rock on an even bigger rock!

Sweetie was bitten by some cacti

Thumbs up, I did it!

We had a fancy dinner at Navajo Grill and took in what counts as the nightlife in downtown Fredricksburg. Small town people-watching is usually pretty exciting, but we couldn't really take more than an hour of drinks here and there. Brandon saw a couple of familiar folks who said hi, which once again proves that he knows damned near everybody! Our final day in "the F-burg" ended with a much needed couples massage.

We stopped in Luckenbach on our way home and it was the last day of a biker rally, so the town was hopping pretty hard. After some beers, cheeseburgers, and a photo on a longhorn, we had conquered the town and headed back for Austin.

All in all, it was a great little honeymoon and we will definitely visit again and stay at Two Wee Cottages. I just love going on adventures with my best friend and want to see all of the world with him!!


If you book a stay at Two Wee Cottages, let them know I referred you and I'll get a bottle of wine the next time we stay. Trust me, you will be very happy there!

Tuesday, October 15, 2013

Wedding Bells

I think that most of my readers attended our wedding, but nevertheless, here is my recap blog about one of the happiest days of my life.

When BBC and I started planning our wedding, we were absolutely certain about some things and completely neutral about others. We knew we wanted a small, informal ceremony followed by a blow-out party. I think in the end, we executed our wishes pretty well and we simplified our plans by ignoring anything that wasn't important to us.

The night before the wedding, Brandon's parents hosted a lovely rehearsal dinner at Asti, even though we didn't have a single thing to rehearse. It was, however, the perfect setting for our parents to meet. Our families got along wonderfully! There was a moment, during the toasting phase of dinner, that I had an out-of-body experience and realized, for the first time, that we were having a rehearsal dinner!!!! I've been to my fair share of rehearsal dinners and I knew what to expect, but it wasn't until that very moment that the wedding seemed real. Fortunately, I didn't have a freak out and I just turned to my best friend and smiled.

With my sweetie


The in-laws

For some prudish reason, I didn't want to spend the night before our wedding together, so instead of sleeping at home, Beth wrangled some of my best ladies for a sleep over. My girlfriends might be the most important people in my life and I felt a little gypped about not having bridesmaids. Granted, I also knew that picking bridesmaids would be impossible for me, but I still wanted to have that girly time while I got dressed and ready to get hitched. A pre-wedding sleepover was the next best thing!!! Champies with the girls, some beauty time, a much needed bubble bath, and some terrible bridal television was still not enough to put me to sleep as I was too wound up with excitement for the next day. Nevertheless, we woke up before 8am to grab some grub and head out to our venue for the wedding prep work.

The gals and I, along with my mum and Aunt Cici, made our way to the Zilker Clubhouse as best we could since it was the first day of Austin City Limits. Our caravan was stopped at all the police checkpoints (and there were at least 5) and not a single one was aware of our resevation for the clubhouse. Thank goodness I didn't have a single Bridezilla bone in my body, or I would have absolutely lost it. Simple fix: I called the city and they took care of the rest.

Our ceremony was for immediate family only, was attended by less than 20 people, and was performed by a friend who easily has the biggest heart ever, Mitch.

I do's in front of the Austin skyline

Rev. Mitch

We had some time to kill between the ceremony and our big 'ole party, so my husband and I grabbed a bottle of Dom Perignon and a blanket to sneak off for some quality time before our quests started arriving. While we couldn't hear ACL at our venue, we were able to hear some Queens of the Stone Age from the little wooded nook BBC and I found out back. When the mosquitoes and gnats overpowered us, we went back to the clubhouse to see that many of our friends had already arrived. It was perfect timing, since waiting for your guests to come to your party is kind of the worst!

Everything turned out better than planned: Frito pie buffet, two beautiful cakes made by friends, mooning in the photobooth (you can see the pictures HERE), a shot-gun beer toast from Beth, and the best DJ that money can't buy. BBC and I had planned our wedding playlist for months beforehand and still stand pretty firmly behind it, but nobody was dancing. At least not until our friend Andrew started playing his own records.

Frito Pie, y'all!

Cakes by Amy and Julia

Trailer Space group shot

Photobooth with my hubby

While there are certainly some things I would do differently (like have to-go boxes for people to take home cake), I wouldn't change much about our special day. I didn't practice dancing with either of my fathers, which might have seemed poorly planned, but I love how natural and lighthearted our dances turned out. And the same goes with the first dance with my husband. If we had taken dance lessons or rehearsed some cute routine, I wouldn't have the vivid memory of him trying to manhandle me in front of our families and friends.

It was a great day and I'm still running high from the fumes of bliss! And now, I give you our formal wedding portrait:

Tintype by Lumiere Tintypes in Austin, TX


Friday, October 11, 2013

The Last Days of Spinsterhood

I've been absent from my blogging due to wedding planning and now that I'm married, it's time to catch up, starting with my bachelorette party!

Ladies in the Hinoki Bath

Darling Gina was in charge of planning my final single lady shindig, and she did a helluva job! The gals and I carpooled to DFW to spend a night at the 24 hour spa wonder that is Spa Castle. 24 hours of jacuzzi tubs, saunas, massages, and facials, oh my!!

Spa Castle

My first Spa Castle experience started with a nude body scrub. I was a little overwhelmed with the public nudity, until I saw the lovely elderly Korean lady who was going to administer my hour-long scrub. She was dressed in the sexiest granny panties I've ever seen; black lace up to her belly button. Naturally, she had on a matching bra. The happy ending you get at Spa Castle, however, was an intricate scalp massage and hair treatment. I left my naked cubicle with skin softer than a baby's in just enough time to meet Kenna for our twin Sweedish massage.

Massage pool!!

After months of wedding planning, I had built up a tension so intense that the masseuse seemed terrified of the popping and cracking my neck, back, and joints were making. At one point, while she was doing some Spiderman move on my back, my neck popped 10+ times and I felt an instant release. No drug I've ever tried has made me feel as high. Thankfully, our gaggle of ladies were waiting just outside the massage room on the heated floor (arguably the best thing man has ever made) with saki and I didn't have to stumble too far to meet up with the crew.

Saki on the hot floor

Bridget and Kenna

After a full dose of naked jacuzzis, massage pools, pina coladas, and treatments, we went back to our fancy loft room for Bridget's budget brilliance: grocery store face masks instead of the expensive spa variety. Sadly, none of the girls would volunteer to apply mine like the adorable Korean spa staff, but my skin still ended up feeling firm and refreshed.

After snacking up a storm, we piled into the bed to watch the girliest movie on TV, The Incredible Shrinking Woman,  before ending our sleepover. I honestly had such an amazing time, but my favorite part was waking up and spending a good 20 minutes in the Himalayan Salt sauna. I've always avoided saunas out of a fear of fainting, but I could feel my skin seeping out toxins and nothing has ever worked better at clearing out chest congestion than that damned Himalayan Salt sauna.

Don't wait for a pre-wedding celebration, y'all. Get your butts down to Spa Castle!