Halloweenie

Happy Halloweenie! I hope you put on your wig or your tail or your super hero cape and tore up the town. And by tore up the town, I mean collected all the sweets you and your little bunny ears could ever imagine. That’s not really what we did, but I did eat 49 too many Halloween colored peanut M&Ms (a staple in the Taylor household). Instead of trick or treating, we party bused it to a Halloween house that was complete with a staircase full of rats, a handwriting analyst, skeletons hanging from the ceiling, a Mac makeup artist, and – of course – Simplified. Kid Rock and Ke$ha made a special drop by as well.

You know, just the usual rock stars kicking it near the emergency exit with the common folk on a pre-Halloweenie Saturday night. So what did you do? And what are you going to be next year? Circle black cat or fire breathing dragon. Those are your only two choices. Sorry.

More pictures to come, if it would so please you.  Also, I sustained a pretty serious tambourine injury.  SFP.

Spooked

Happy Halloween Weekend!

Do you know that song that goes:

"H-A-Double-L-O-W-Double-E-N"? 

I do.  And I'm going to sing it. 

Ready?  Set?  Go!

Shelton VIneyards

Today we had a little all girls retreat to Shelton Vineyards in the mountains of North Carolina. On the way up, we took a detour on the Blue RIdge Parkway, which is absolutely beautiful this time of year. The leaves were crisp and colorful, and the weather finally felt like it should at the end of October.

Aren't our mountains amazing? I think you should visit. My first vineyard experience was complete with a yummy lunch on a porch overlooking the kazillion rows of grapes, a visit to the barrel room, and a wine tasting. The wine tasting, which consisted of your choice of four wines, turned into a tasting of ... oh ... nine? I want to go back. Maybe with my Mamasita and Father Bear when I visit their new log cabin?

Circle yes or no.

The BPE

Last night we made a special trip to Belmont to visit with our friends Mick and Veronica.  Good thing we went, because not only did we have a fantastic time, but we acquired the best picture ever (more commonly known as the BPE).  The recipe for the BPE is as follows:  two of Ryan’s hats, my favorite pair of boots, my bargain Anthropologie scarf, an air guitar playing boyfriend (who prefers my leg instead of air), only two out of four feet touching the ground, a Simplified song in the background, and a whole lot of love.

So what do you think?  BPE, or what?

Bonfire

In case you missed the memo, I really love October. It’s my favorite of the twelve (months, not dwarves, because there are seven of those, not twelve). I think I’m really kind of not giving November a chance, even though it basically is equal to October when I run through the list of reasons why I love it so. Did you know that you can “really kind of” do something? I think it’s new. Welcome.

So on Friday night we went to a bonfire at my BF’s BF’s parents’ house (that would be AB’s boyfriend’s mom and dad). They live in a log cabin that has train tracks going around the ceiling of the living room. Rex would love it.

The bonfire was really big and really Octobery, and Winge had found some marshmallows to toast or roast, which ever you please, that were the size of my head.  Really.  They were huge.  And he was super proud of them - rightfully so. Ryan wanted to try to jump over the fire, but I said no.  He would have had to stop drop and roll, and then I would have called him a liar liar pants on fire (get it?) for the rest of his life.  Pre-bonfire, we had stopped at Panera and I got a chai latte that gave me a major tummy ache, so I missed out on a lot of the firey goodness while I was laying in the back of AB’s car.  Boo.  But nevertheless, it made me fall in love with fall all over again.  So even though my October is starting to dwindle down, I think I’m okay with the coming of November.  What about you?