I Went to Richmond and All I Got...

was this lousy hangover.  And per usual,I didn't whip out the big camera once. So we're stuck with instagram pictures taken mostly while drunk. Lucky us.

So anyway, I headed down to Richmond, VA this weekend, sans John and Gabe, to hang out with my friend Karen. I had never been there so everything I know about Richmond, I've learned from blogs. Well I'm here to tell you that it was nothing but delightful. Seriously, I loved the place. The city of Richmond is crawling with cutesy things like unique little shops, moss covered buildings, bright colored front doors then some historical monuments thrown in. There's a photo op around every corner. Honestly, I was overwhelmed, so I just didn't take any of them. So you'll just have to believe me.

After my tour of the city, we headed out to places that aren't tot-shopping friendly: thrift stores. Now if you have followed a certain giant DIY blog based in Richmond, you've seen this thrift store before, the Love of Jesus thrift store. This place is insane, and not just because of the little signs everywhere telling you that Jesus is watching. The place is huge and jam packed with crap. Crap EVERYWHERE. We got out of there one dollar poorer and didn't get testified to. Win win.

Now as you might have expected, or already seen on Instagram, we spent much of our time overindulging in drink. We sampled many of Richmond's fantastic bars like Buddy's, the Curbside and the Starlite. We were clearly the old ladies roaming around as the teenyboppers stormed down upon us yet we cared not. We laughed at them teetering around the bar, barely conscious as dudes dry humped them in front of everyone. Oh college girls, you're such idiots.

So after passing out and missing Karen's facetime call with Bethany in Kuwait at 2am, I woke to feeling like death. I dreaded leaving mostly because I was not looking forward to the drive home and also because Karen's couch was a little piece of heaven. But my dudes missed me and I missed them so I dragged my ass home. Fun fact: it's Monday morning and somehow I feel worse than I did yesterday. I told John it's probably a good time to get knocked up considering I don't want to look at another drink for at least 9 months.  We'll see how long that lasts.

So to sum it up, Richmond caters very well to people that like adorable things and drinking. Um, hello target audience! And Karen is effing amazing. So there's that.