I literally almost burnt my house down today. Our power went out momentarily this afternoon while I was making macaroni and cheese. Since there is nothing to do when the power goes out, I decided to lay down for a nap. When I woke back up, the power was back on and my kitchen was SMOKING. I mean, all the water evaporated out, straight noodles blackening the bottom of my pot. Awful smell. I can still smell it!

I never got to finish the other side of the wedding story. So, the place the wedding was at was this incredibly small town in west Georgia. There were two places to stay: 1. White Columns Motel or 2: The Days Inn that Brittany had reserved special  room rates at. To start, Will called me and said he was taking a nap on the bed when he got there when all of a sudden, some kid comes barging into the room. 1. So, the door does not lock. 2. Will had to take the back off of our toilet to flush it. All. Weekend. OMG I was laughing so hard at all of Will's discoveries when I first fo to the room. Light bulbs out. Light switch broken. Our towels, were at best, what I would describe as "crunchy". Just terrible. Sheesh. I didn't realize the Days Inn had hit such a low. We DID have fun watching 'Ice Age II' though.

The wedding was fun. It was so cold though. As I was on my way out to the wedding site to start getting ready for the day, I wondered aloud if I could find some long johns at the Dollar Store. While putting on my maids dress, I so cleverly realized that my sweatpants fit underneath my dress seamlessly. I wore them bitches all day and night. I don't mess around with anything below 65 degrees. Emily and Megan are both shaking their heads in disgust, I ams sure of it. 65 degrees is like a warm bath to Northeners.

On Friday when Will first got to town (I had been with Brittany all day), he decided (after my history nerd observation and suggestion) to go see FDRoosevelts Little White house. He got to visit A: one historical site that I have yet to see and B. Take an illegal photo of FDR's death bed. So fucking jealous.

Halloween was so fun. Will and I decided to go as Billy Ray and Miley Cyrus. I acted like Miley all night and introduced Will as Billy Ray to everyone. "HAY YALL! THATS NOT JOE DIRT- THATS MY DADDY, THATS BILLY RAY CYRUS! AND IM MILEY! HAY YALL!"

One of my very best friends, Hannah, has this wig that has been dubbed "The Roofie Wig". It is called that because the first time she wore it, LOL, she got roofied. Don't be disgusted I laughed, because we both do now. It wasn't very funny then though.
Anyway, I was telling her about my Miley wig (a long auburn wavy number) when Hannah stopped me and says Haley, will you please bring this wig up to Atlanta next weekend so we can wear this out? OF COURSE I WILL. I was laughing so hard. I mean, who doesn't love the night out in Atlanta in a wig?

I have recently started watching The Duggar's on TLC and I LOVE THEM. That mom, Michelle, is the sweetest thing I have ever seen in my life and the kids are so funny. They recently went to go visit Dolly Parton and had NO IDEA who she was. Oh land sakes, those kids don't know anything about popular culture. Which is fine. I also like the way the show is filmed. They will get the parents on camera and you'll hear someone ask them a question about something. Sometimes a pop up bubble will come up with a fact like "If each of the Duggar children has 5 kids, then there will be more Duggars than species of tree in the Smoky Mt. National Park."

Will is about to be home from the store. We are going bowling tonight! Or to be specific, we are getting a pitcher and going to roll. Everyone put your Lebowski hat on.

So, a week or so ago after getting off work super early, I went and caught a drink at my favorite bar and waited for Will to come back from dinner at his parents house. I pulled up next to this guy, who I later found out is named James. What I first found out about him was that his dog (literally seated in the bar stool next to me) was named Sherman and he liked to drink Guinness. LOL he literally had his own glass of it that he would periodically lap out of throughout the night. This guy had a most proper British/ Aristocratic accent and when I asked him where he was from, he told me Ohio and then Kentucky.

"So, where did the accent come from?" I asked.

"Masterpiece Theeeatah," he responded.

LOLOLOLLL. Literally is a character.

Will and I talked to him all night and found out that he used to work at Will's Westin until he got fired for what I can only call "Roughing a Co-Worker". Some people just can't take a little fun. We also found out that Sherman once took a three story fall and was just as new three days later. It must be the Guinness.


Two Fridays ago, my older sister and I went and saw Bonnie Raitt. Like any musically well educated child, I grew up in the early 90s listening to Bonnie Raitt. She was such a dream to see. Its so powerful to listen to something or someone all your life and then to see them live. She brought tears to my eyes more than once. She played so many good songs, but some of her covers were what blew my mind. I mean, BR is literally one of the worlds best guitar woman guitar players. She played John Prine's "Angel from Montgomery", which is just a heartbreaking song. Susan Tedeschi plays a beautiful version too.

The only thing I didn't like was that 1. It was a sit down show and 2. They were so strict about taking photos. I got one of her when Sommer went to the bathroom and right after I took it, a suit came down and sat next to me and asked that I don't take anymore pictures please. I said okay and then asked him if he had a pen. I needed to take some notes.


Robert Redford is in town! Interesting. When I drive home from work at night I can see sets around town with all the mics and cameras and lighting everywhere. They are currently filming 'The Conspirator', the movie about the assassination of Abe Lincoln.

I have more to say, but I have to start getting ready for work, which sucks because I wish I were anywhere that I could be counting down to five.