Fetti Cookies

My neighbors across the street threw a party this weekend for everyone that lived on Kennedy Street. It was appropriately named, the Kennedy Street Block Party, although it was more of a front porch party that a block party. It had a great turn out. However I kind of wish there were more people from the actual neighborhood that came. Most of the attendees were friends of there’s from work. They are really nice girls though. When my roommate and I first moved in they all brought us cookies. I didn’t even know people still did that, much less on the street that we are living on!

It was pretty comical the way it all went down. We were up stairs just listening to some music, when we here the doorbell. We look at each other like, “I’m not expecting company, are you?” So we go down and open the door, and standing on the porch are these four, seemingly identical giggly girls. And they all say in unison, “HELLOOOOO WELCOME!!! WE HAVE FETTI COOKIES!!!!” I’m not exaggerating. It was like they had rehearsed it. I was a little taken aback to be quite honest. I didn’t even know what fetti cookies were. And these girls were so full of energy! And it seemed like they were all feeding off of each others enthusiasm, almost like a pack of school children. It was so overwhelming.

So we invite them up, and as they come up the stairs it was like the end of the world. They were all over the place, moving as a pack, spending no more than 5 seconds in any one part of the house. “OH HOW COOL!” “OH HOW CUTE!” “OH MY GOSH” “SO MUCH ROOM!!” “HEY WHATS THIS!?!” When they finally left I felt the need to drank a glass of water. I felt exhausted. Like when they left they took all the energy of the house with them. But I really feel lucky to have such nice neighbors. The next block party will be at our house. We will probably need to have back up.

Sock Model

My friend is in the process of starting his own company called Oberon Socks. He will be specializing in the production of argyle socks with skulls on them, which are REALLY cool looking socks! Him and his girlfriend asked me and another friend of ours to "model" the socks for their website where you can purchase the socks. I have to say, I was really hesitant on doing it, but we had SOOO much fun!! The theme of the photo shoot was "the morning after." My friend and I were two bachelors (I laugh everytime I think about it) who went to a wedding the day before, and we apparently spent the whole night partying. The next day we are still in our suits and our Oberon Socks, slightly hung over, and reflecting on our wild and crazy night. hahaha! Hilarious right? So anyways, we took some shots on one of the docks at Water Front Park downtown Charleston, then we did some shots on the neighborhood streets. I can't wait until the website launches so I can show everyone how I have become a big time superstar sock model, hahaha!!

Cable?

I have been debating on whether or not to get cable in my apartment. My roommate rarely watches TV, and I only watch it if its readily available. In other words, neither of us is in any hurry to fork out the montly cash for television that we will only watch occasionally. However, at some point in time I know we will want to have people over for parties or dinner or random visits. And in this day and age, people don't like to sit and talk. But I do! I mean, I know at times awkward silence can fill a TV-less room, but there are so many other things to do! We can play games, tell jokes, tell ghost stories, sleep, swap baseball cards, knit, crochet... ok I'm joking on most of these things. But where have we come as a society that we can't tolerate an hour or two of talking without the crutch of a television? I think I'm going to give this a shot. My vote is no on cable!

Mattress Nightmare

I spent this entire weekend, including the holiday, moving into my new dank but charming apartment in downtown Charleston. I must admit, even though I am a self proclaimed "minimalist" and own next to nothing, this move was still no walk in the park. In addition to my two boxes of kitchen and bathroom items, I had to move my queen-sized mattress and box spring, which ultimately proved to be too large of a task for my dad's cute little Ford Ranger pick up truck. As I'm driving down the interstate, this lady pulls up next to me and starts maniacally waving her hands and pointing her finger in the direction behind us. I didn't even have to translate her hysterical facial expressions and lip movements to know what she was trying to tell me. The mattress had flown off the back of the truck. I should also mention that it was pouring down raining at the time.

All kinds of worst case scenarios were going through my head. I imagined the mattress had flown into the interstate landing onto the windshield of an SUV carry small to medium sized children, causing it to swerve off the road and burst into flames. Fortunately for the other motorist and unfortunately for me, the mattress had blown off the truck and settled neatly into a pool of water on the side of the interstate. There were no flames, no wreckage, and most importantly no burning children. And the mattress was wrapped in plastic so it was able to stay dry. I ended up getting the mattress safely back to my apartment and everything worked out great! I'll be throwing a housewarming party soon and everyone is invited. I'm registered at Bed Bath and Beyond. Just kidding.