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My ____________ Friend


Last weekend 2 of my very close friends- John & Adriana- also known as Johndriana, got married (to eachother… for clarification).
It was gorgeous day for a wedding, and since the bride was a friend from college and the groom was a friend from high school (no coincidence there -you’re welcome) almost everyone I know was present at this event.

And aside from starring as   being the flower girl at my aunt and uncle’s wedding when I was 5 (I was terrible…I cried down the aisle), this was my first appearance in the sacrament of marriage. Since the wedding photos are not yet available… all I have to offer currently is a bride-groom selfie. It’s probably more accurate anyway- sorry about your head John.


Here are the things I learned:

1.Tan towels are awesome.
I’m Casper color right now from this lovely winter. I didn’t have time for a spray tan, there weren’t enough days to be by the pool and I don’t like tanning beds (my skin care obsessed mother has scared me away from them). So the night before the wedding- I doused myself with a tan towel, waited for it to dry and went to sleep. I woke up with an even tan and no streaks. I’m very excited to have bought a whole box of these.

2. Your friends are more emotional than you think.
Seeing everyone cry or try not to cry is refreshing. We’re not all so heartless after all.

3. Pay attention at the rehearsal.
None of the bridal party did this (…sorry Adriana). We didn’t know when to sit, stand, clap three times, spin around…. nothing. Groomsmen were attempting sign language help signals from across the aisles. (Note: it was a Catholic wedding so there was more movement then in other weddings. )

4. I am not model material.
While I thought I did well making it down the runway aisle in my 5  inch heels, audience members (my friends, dad and boyfriend) pointed out that I sprinted and looked like I was running from a bee. America’s Next Top Model here I don’t come. Luckily the rest of the church was paying attention to bride and not analyzing the speed and grace of the bridesmaids trucking it down the aisle.

Oh but my hair was model material! This is what the back of it looked like.

5. Having a game plan, or some sketch of a game plan is key.
As a friend group of typical non -planners I was fairly impressed with all of us- bride, groom & guests with the fluidity of the evening. It took a lot of coordination and multiple itineraries between Johndriana, the bridal party and guests  to get cars, clothes and bodies in the right place for various events throughout the day and avoid getting DUI’s.

We made it home for our massive sleepover so I call that success. And according to instagram the Bride & Groom made it to Belize for their 9 am flight so that’s probably the bigger success.

6. The next day is horrible.
It’s a horrible awful no good very bad day following the open bar….until you eat the breakfast casserole that you planned for (see what i did there).

7. You will be jealous when you see the bride and groom’s pictures at the pool bar in Belize while you go back to work on monday.


It was such a fun night and we’re all happy for you Johndriana! Here’s to many years of #HappyHummels
Can’t wait for the next one.


My Drunk Friend

unnamedWell my first adult spring break has started, and by adult spring break I mean 4 days of beer and Braves Spring Training and bar food with my dad and brother in Orlando. Not to mention 2  WHOLE days off work (thank god). If it seems strange to be excited to try and drink as much alcohol as two full grown men and sit through sporting events, I’ll have you know my tomboyish ways do pay off.. I’m forcing them to take me to Epcot tomorrow and I couldn’t be more excited to drink around the world wearing a Minnie Mouse hat.  SB2x14 certainly didn’t start off perfect. Our 7:50 am flight was missing a member of the spring training crew this year. My teeny tiny little BFF Jennifer was NOT present on our flight despite 24 (I kid you not) phone calls and a novel’s worth of text messages

Which is making her the first of what I call,  my  _____ friend, and since she went out last night she’ll be my drunk friend. Although I was concerned enough about her to call and freak out our friend Paul who lives near by and convince him to go check on her well being..I was easily calmed after my first 2 Bloody Mary’s of the trip around 930am. (Shout out to my Dad’s Platinum status  for letting us use the Delta Crown Room). Anyways, turns out she just slept through the flight… she’ll be here at 3.

Jen also booked her flight home for the wrong day. That is all.

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