Monday, July 14, 2014


I had such a fun weekend! I went with my best girls to the Miranda Lambert concert here at the Walmart amp. I've been looking forward to it for weeks and it did not disappoint. We went to Bonefish first for dinner which was so yum. Then we headed over to the amp, threw a quilt down on the grass and hung there until the music started. After that we were on our feet the rest of the night. Miranda looks awesome and sounds amazing. I seriously had so much fun. It was the longest I've ever been away from the little peanut but I knew he was in excellent hands with his Daddy so I had nothing to worry about. I was able to sit back and relax with my best girlfriends and have a good time. It was great!

The rest of my weekend didn't consist of much. I did experience some slight trauma yesterday though. This may sound so ridiculous to some of you but we had a guy come out yesterday to lay down some new mulch in our beds and do some other stuff in our yard. Apparently he was given the order to trim up some of our bushes. I wasn't aware that he was told to do this otherwise I would have been out there supervising. I am extremely particular about my landscaping.
So I put Campbell down for a nap then tell Scott I'm going to hop over to the pool for a bit. I'm walking across my yard and do a double take. Then I ran to my front door and told Scott to come look at the massacre that is now my shrubs. The guy seriously butchered them. I have these bushes that are in the crepe myrtle family (I'm not exactly sure what they are) and they are SO BEAUTIFUL. I love them so much and they have these tiny little pink flowers on them and the leaves and flowers droop over and are just so, so pretty. The pink flowers on them were just starting to sprout up and it was making me so excited. Actually, I went on a walk Saturday morning with my friend, Jax, and we were talking about landscaping and I made it a point to bring her to my pink droopy bushes and point out how pretty they were---which she completely agreed. Except not anymore because the guy ruined my droopy pink bushes and cut them into a teeny tiny box. Seriously yall, I stood in my yard and cried. No joke. Then I was like OMG I can't believe I'm crying over bushes but I did. Like, bawled and squawled and told Scott they were RUINED. He was like "you have GOT to calm down." But I refused. I seriously cried over it for 15 minutes. It makes me sick. Sick I tell you! I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. My landscaping looks ridiculous now and I'm so, so angry. Thankfully they will grow back and look okay.....a whole year from now. But for real it made me so upset that I cried.
Once I wiped my tears, I walked to the pool and vented to my neighbors about it. None of them made me feel ridiculous and all agreed they would feel the same as me. Then one of them said "you know you're an adult when you get this upset over your landscaping." Ha! Yes. So true. Ugh yall, I'm gonna be mad about this for the rest of the summer.

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