because i love sydney. and we're on a first name basis. duh.

let me tell you a little story..

one time, color and i were at the mall, spending the money we don't really have, when we found some adorable striped skirts. if you follow me on twitter, you know i like love stripes. not only were these skirts striped.. they were SIX DOLLARS. six. not sixTY. six. for a whole skirt. and they weren't even on sale. i died. i actually died.

not only do i love stripes, i love sydney. seriously. obsessed. i even made a reference to her having a striped skirt like ours while at the mall and i used her first name so other shoppers didn't think i was crazy and color TOTALLY KNEW WHAT I WAS TALKING ABOUT. thats why we're best firends. anywayyy.. i think she (and her husband tyson) are the cutest things of my life and i sort of want to be best friends. ok not sort of. i totally do. she's adorable. she's hilarious. she does awesome and awkward thursdays. she's the best. in fact, one night color and i stayed up till God knows when watching p.s. i love you, drinking wine, and stalking the daybook all the way back to it's creation. moral of the story. now color wants to be her best friend too. also, we want to get married. not to each other. but just in general. because seriously 80% of the bloggers i love are married. and i sort of think i'm missing out. just kidding. but not really.

actually, getting married is not the moral of the story. i got sidetracked. the moral of the story is to follow sydney and the daybook. and also blog about your awkward and awesome thursday too. its fun. i promise. just ask color.

awkward:

color. seriously 98% of the time. its fine.

the fact that googleing isn't a word yet.

valentines day when you're single.

the fact that i've never had a valentine.

"kissy faces." why do we do that? seriously.
getting way too into my brother's sporting events. i need to calm down.

borrowing someone's pants and accidentally leaving them at someone else's house. then trying to get them back but you aren't really friends with either one of those people anymore. terrible.
eating so much mexican food you HAVE to go home and change before someone sees you because your skirt is now too tight.

awesome:

hot pinks lips. seriously obsessed right now. valentines day, anyone?

googleing (honestly, how is that not a word yet?) reasons to move to south africa because sydney mentioned loving their accents.

accents. in general. lovely.

the chance of me moving to nashville and getting an accent. or a husband. i'd settle for either. or both.

my upcoming trip to nashville.

my barista, matt. i love him.