My date with Mr. T

Shout out to everyone dressed like a human today because I will not be. I will be how do you say.....ratchet? Don't you ever just have a crazy bowl of weekend-ness and you feel like you can never recover until about ten years from now? Glad you agree.

I originally had a whole lotta bull crap written but I was hung over, extremely so I figured in everyone's interest it would be best written when I don't feel like my stomach is going to come out of my mouth every five seconds. Er, yep. Sorry for the visuals.

So this weekend? I mean, shit show is seriously probably the best way to describe this weekend. Sorry mom. And the cops. Hey, don't yell at me! You are either reading this agreeing that this was in fact your weekend, or have once had a similar weekend while in school. I'd like to give a special thanks to my ex boyfriend and tequila for bringing me one hell of a freaking way to loose weight. Alright, I'm sorry. I really am. Too many visuals.

I drank my weight in wine, mixed drinks, and tequila this weekend. Thennnnnn soon following I lost it all in my fave place, the royal throne. It's fine I bet you're laughing at me. However, I'm just over here jamming to my remix of one tequila, two tequila, three tequila four.
It goes like this:  One Tequila, Two Tequila, Projective Vom, Floor. Sadly.
My wobbling with the Big T was not something I want to relive for about another 200 days.


Remember my post from friday? Well, this is what happened that night.

Just wish the ex a happy bday via Facebook. And now the drinking begins.
— Rachel (@Sun_and_Sinatra) December 7, 2013

Yes. I posted that at about 7PM. That my friends is when the drinking shenans started. In fact, wine shots we're taken. Oh so classy, right? But you obviously understand my pain because thats what all of us bloggers do (and girls alike). My motto has been "Guys suck, let's drink" so obviously it was a very successful night in both hating the cavemen that have too much facial hair and gulping down a whole bottle of wine with a friend. No effs given.

And now here I am, mad at myself for promising I'd spend all day in the library yesterday except Mr and Mrs. Nature decide to throw a huge snowball at my face and not let me find the motivation to leave my dorm because of the worst hangover of my life.

Aaaand I wish this post was worth reading.
Better luck next time, Hungover sunshiney Rach.

Weekend shenans, out. 

Merping, Mating, and Money[spent at Target]

So I get that like half the population of bloggers don't like reading or care to read about peoples oodles of fun from their weekend shenans. Like are you the weekend grinch? No offense. But when I have a boring weekend, I totes live vicariously through my bloggie friends. Just saying. 

Would you hate me if I told you my weekend started Thursday night? It was my friend from one of my classes 23rd birthday so we pong'ed it up. I feel like every time I pong, I learn new ways to play and I feel like an idiot. Seriously, I sweaaaaar I've played before. Pretty sure I put on for my team that night and made it in all the cups until the last two. WE WON. Woman Powaaaaa.

(I know call me Queen B of pong photog. Hire me!)

Friday [The Merping]: Since it is the second to last weekend at school, we went a little too hard. Mall trip (and got precious phone cases), fro-yo date (#tbt to what I did friday nights in high school, mostly.), and vodka wine shots. Obviously thats some classy stuff. I was ready to get my merp-ing on. Wonder what it is? Not even sure how the funtastic term started but ever seen Jersey Shore? It's basically just Snooks and Deena going hamtastic on the dance floor. And heck, that is what I did. Well, we did. The Snooki to my Deana. Whenever were together, it's guaranteed a great time. A friendship is 100% the best when you are totally content with going out just you two and having your own fun. And we were the life of the frat party. So maybe we suck and we're rebellious and didn't follow the 'highlighter' themed party, but we sure as hell made up for it. Girls were pointing, guys were laughing but hey we had a freakin' blast.

We go hard. Told ya.

Saturday [The Mating]: I saw Hoodie Allen and D-WHY...also known as my future husband in real life. Best advice I could give you: constantly tweet at your favorite celeb. I did, and look where it got me.

He was on first, and I'm pretty sure I was one of the only loons screaming for him and singing along. I'm that betch that is happy he isn't popular so girls stay away from him. I walked up to him after his performance and said, "Hey I wanted to introduce myself....I'm Rachel I tweet at you all the time and you're my phone background" Boom. He laughed and said he knew exactly who I was. He told me he liked the flowers in my hair (see here), as well as how his sisters name is Rachel. Alright shut up and kiss me -- whens the wedding David? I decided to go back a second time because we're dating, it's fine. I gave stink eyes to the girls screaming about how they loved him. No, sorry. You seriously can not. Thanks. I walked up to him and he held me in his arms. Freakin' swooning. I'd be lying if I said I wasn't drooling. I told him we needed a picture of him kissing me on the cheek. Take that ladies that are trying to steal my man. Let's just say as far as the concert goes, I hate 99.99% of my generation. And by that I mean how do parents let their 16 year old kids wear crop tops and shorts in 30 degree weather to let them get super drunk and thrown out of a concert. You know you are an old person when you'd rather stand in the back instead of a mosh pit. 

Sunday [The Money(Spent at Target)]:

I guess my brain just had ESPN or something... with every other freaking blogger in the land of blog. I headed my booty over to Target to spend a buttload of money. No bueno. I bought cute stuff which is just absolutely fabulous, but I'm sure I'll regret it later. Hello to my new boots, leggings, plaid shirts, and fun makeup shenans. Welcome to the club. and by club I mean my closet. I also stink and didn't get a chance to take an artsy picture while there and insta it like every other blogger. So maybe I stink. 

This post is exactly how my weekend felt: LONG. 

the freakin weekend: Weekend Shenans (+GIVEAWAY)

Remember how I told you I was generally excited psyched for this weekend? Well, it was pretty awesome. Aside the 6 hours spent in a car on friday. (read: 3 to get home from school. an hour home. 3 hours driving to friends. yahoo)

After DEVOURING YUMMY CHIPOTLE...the night began. I will spare you my little "under 21 getting into a bar" fun details, but if it gave you any flashbacks to you being in college...ya know how it is ;)

Ya know how I told you one of my good friends and I look like twins? Well some random old guy (typical, I guess) came up to US asking if we were twins. We, being silly girls who looked younger than half the population at this bar, said yes. He then proceeded to ask us if our names were weird twin names like Sarah and Sar-ah. LITERALLY WHAT TWINS DO YOU KNOW, DUDE? Regardless, them fireball shots got me feelin' like Whit.

Also, reuniting with a friend you haven't seen in a year+? So great. She still had me cracking up always and it was SO fun to talk about memories from our trip/ life in high school. Best part? We had identical matching black peplum shirts packed and we didn't even plan it. #ItslikeESPNorSomething...

Saturday, despite the icky weather, we headed to Baltimore Inner-harbor. I was freakin' out that it was so close. I love adventuring. And I love the feeling of being on vacay. Then again, who doesn't? Right.
Can we also talk about how Urban was having a 50% EVERYTHING sale? I bought a cute pair of shorts for ONLY 10 doll-hairs. Seriously, what is life!

Too bad friday night drinks on drinks on drinks got the best of us and caused us to do nothing but bake cookies on saturday night. I am beyond grateful for friends I can go forever without seeing and act as if a day hasn't gone by.

Coolest part of my weekend? Ya know you are a blogger when you see this...and freak out because you know someone with this blog title. Shout out to Kelli!

first of fall, whuddup!

First day of fall was spent outdoors: lunch in the city, combat boots&big sweaters, anthropology displays (that I wanted to instagram nonstop), cold weather, cute puppies, monograms, and good company.

How did you bring in the new season?

Celebrate We Will...

HAPPY JULY......whaaaaaaaat!?

"Turns out that not where but who your with really matters" 

Dave Matthews tailgate and concert. 

Great friends, great weather, great set list.

Nothin' else I need to say.

Besides the fact my feet are killing me from standing for so long!

What did you do this weekend?

                                                      

beachin' it

Friday: Beached it. Ate icky fried beach food (always good at the moment, not so much after...). Ran into B on the beach. Yes, ran into. You'd think we'd be in touch but I went on a 6 mile walk and he saw me on the beach. (*screams YESSSSSS on the inside*)

Saturday: Put my DIY tote into good use. I love it! Also it totally matched my nails. and bathing suit. definitely feeling teal to be my summer color. Ended the night with Chinese food and photo shooting with the baby bro.

******

In other news...

I got my monogram pullover! 

I am reuniting with my 'birthday twin' from NY for a night at the shore. A little party never killed nobody

My bestie, is driving with her boyfriend from Boston to stay with me for the night and bought me tickets to Dave Matthews Band on saturday. SO excited.

Here's to summer

What I've learned in the past week:

1. I can sit in bed for hours, FINALLY get netflix and watch Greek. Yes greek, it's old and I'm about 5 years late...Casey and Evan or Casey and Cappie? don't tell me! Only on season 1!

2. Movies can and will be crowded on Sunday nights. I saw 42 last night and it was so great! I highly recommend you see it if you haven't yet. It was so worth it and I sat in the second row.

3. Distance makes the heart grow fonder. I'm totally used to LDR-ing from 2 hours away, not having the leisure of seeing B whenever. For now, I like having space at times.

4. Who cares if it doesn't cost a lot if its cute, right? Story goes like this: Went to Joyce Leslie. Got a top I fell in love with. Only 14.99. The end.

judge on, my friends.

5. Breaking Amish has become my life. I mean after all I am moving near the Lancaster area next year. Don't worry I'm as 'english' as it gets and won't ever change. I like cars. Although a horse and buggy ride would be cool once in a while...

6. I am my mothers daughter. While panicking for my one year anniversary gift even though I have two weeks (still), I knew I had to get it done. B has enough DIY crafts via me, a new wallet, and odds and ends. You can't go wrong with some clothes. Preppy clothes. Preppy clothes found at TJ Maxx for under 50 bucks. Hello a college girl bank accounts dream!

7. I've been crrrrraaaving iHop. Hello yummy pancakes and brunch date with B.

8. I'm obsessed with Peanut butter. Not even kidding. I bought a lot of peanut butter ice cream this weekend as well as consumed helluva lot of PB and Banana sandwiches.