Happy Holiday Weekend!

All week long I've been teaching my kids at work about Independence Day. Celebrating the 4th of July with picnics, cookouts, friends, family and a day off of work. The latter being my favorite right now. I woke up this morning around 9:30a. I never thought that 9:30 would be sleeping in for me, but I woke up refreshed and ready to begin my day with just a couple of extra hours of sleep. My off day's plan is a good breakfast, a quick run, a lunch date with my co-teacher, and a short round of shopping and running errands before Mr. Perfect's parents come in for the weekend. They're awesome so I'm not dreading that at all. I'm hoping that we are able to head downtown into the city for the rather large fireworks show tomorrow evening. Should be a pretty fantastic weekend. Especially since I have the added day tacked onto it. 

Last weekend, I was a slacker and didn't update. So sorry. I went home last weekend for a celebration of Rico's birthday. He had come to my hometown to stay with his best friend currently enrolled in the University there and I came to join the party. IG and Diva were there too. It was a great weekend of fun with friends I miss so dearly. Dart champions named once again... only winning 1/3 BUT that's not the point. Mr. Super Athlete earned slight bragging rights, but they won't last long. Rico had a great birthday I would assume and that was the point. Right?  In any case, it was so great to have a weekend of doing whatever I pleased with whomever I pleased. Felt like college again. And once again, it was so hard to leave. That's one thing that never changes. 

All in all it's been a good couple of weeks. Next weekend, I travel back to where I went to college for yet another Sorority sister's wedding. Should be fun. She's fun. Not one of the bitches as you know them... not regularly anyway. Ha. But then again, who am I to talk. It'll be a good weekend. I hope to share a short visit with Roxie too. She'll be through town at least one of the days I'm home. I'm enjoying seeing all of my bests this summer. Keeps me going even though I have to work through it 40 hours a week unlike ever before. Ah, well. Growing up is hard to do. 

Happy 4th! 

She's Alive!

Hard to believe, right? Did you think that all of May Mania got the best of me? Well is almost did, I have been in recovery, but never the less, I have survived! All is said and done and it's already June! How did that happen? I just don't know. But I hope you have missed me, I have missed you mucho mucho! Let's see... where do I begin on filling you in on all of the savory details... ah, the wedding.

Wedding Extravaganza took place over Memorial Day weekend as you all know and surprisingly enough everything came together so nicely. It really was a beautiful wedding. The bride and groom were blissfully and disgustingly happy, and so, as the former roommate, I of course am so happy for them. But more importantly, I know you're curious as to how I managed my bridesmaid dress... well, after it was taken in a little over two inches, it still had to be pinned under my arm to make sure there were not going to be any added surprises during the ceremony. I was pretty proud. Even the bride's mother made a comment as to how jealous she was of how 'tall and skinny' I was... my response, "I can't do so much about the height, but I've worked pretty hard for the skinny, so thanks!" Needless to say, my ego was pretty high up there for the majority of the day. Bonus, only 1/2 the Bitch Squad showed up, therefore, I only had to avoid a few as I mingled my way around the reception. I also was able to find humor in the obviously fake attempts of conversation by sorority sisters who have chosen the Bitch Squad side of the story... you know... the story from over a year ago. Yeah. ha. All in all, it was an enjoyable event. I wasn't miserable and I was able to see many that I had missed, looking hot in my sized down dress of course. 

Onto the after party. The perfect after party. Guest list including Island Girl, Super Athlete and Friend, Mr. Perfect and myself. Darts, drinks, gossip, bliss. It was the perfect end to the chaos of the day. So much fun. The rest of the holiday weekend consisted of laying by the pool, shopping, sitting out on the back porch enjoying each other's company. The perfect end to May Mania and the perfect start of the summer. I was pleased... and tired upon returning to the city. 

Unfortunately, the city wasn't so nice to Classy when she returned. More on that to come. Promise. The job front is depressing right now. Still have a job, no worries. Just not very happy. Don't worry... more on that later. I'm working on my attitude towards it. Details to come. Hope everyone enjoyed their holiday weekend and you know.. the weekend following. Wow, I'm so behind. So sorry. 

Love to all! 

It's a Sip of Wine, It's Summer Time!

Summer time, indeed! What a weekend! Although, quite saddened it was cut short due to unforeseen circumstances, IG and I had a blast while it lasted. The Sun City Carnival Tour was unbelievable! SO much fun. 

We were so excited to arrive and discover that the entire venue was an outdoor theatre with drink stands and snack stands, etc. just as a real carnival but without the rides! And it was the perfect night for it! The weather was mid 70s, not too hot, but never chilly and the skies stayed clear all night long. Lady Antebellum opened for Miranda Lambert who brought out a surprise guest, Blake Shelton... all before Kenny even took the stage! I love Lady A. I would've been happy with them playing much longer than they did, however, when Miranda took the stage, I had no complaints. After her grand entrance to 'Ring the Alarm' by Beyonce, she kicked into 'Kerosene' which is just one of her many ass-kicking songs. She was the perfect mix of so cute and country and so bad ass all at the same time in one little bitty body. She rocked. I loved her before I saw her live, I love her even more now. 

Then Kenny came out. There are just not enough words that I could use to describe how hard this man works to entertain his fans. No one can really appreciate how much he truly deserves every last Entertainer of the Year award he's ever received until he or she sees him live. He was amazing. While I love Kenny, I don't have the heart throb passion for him that my dear IG has, but after seeing the man live, I completely understand her enthusiasm. We had a fantastic time. 

Next on the agenda, ... The Big WEDDING WEEKEND! Indeed, this coming Friday, we'll be making our way back to my hometown for the rehearsal/rehearsal dinner and on Saturday, I get to watch as the entire event unfolds before my eyes. I also get to watch everyone else's eyes and expressions as they witness what should truly be a very.... interesting... occasion. I'm actually really looking forward to it. I'm more so looking forward to the conversations that will ensue Saturday night after all is said and done, when it's me and the last of the 'normal' sitting at the bars enjoying beverage and recapping the day's events, as I'm sure they will be both comical and enjoyable to the fullest extent of the imagination. I'll keep you updated. 

As for now, Roxie is a graduate, Kenny with IG was fabulous, and IG, myself, and hopefully Roxie, along with other favorites, will all meet up again next weekend for and after wedding festivities! May has definitely been good for my soul. I love being able to spend time with my best friends and those who are looking forward to the fun and excitement of Memorial Day weekend as much as I am. Should be interesting... stay tuned. 

My Bad!

One would think that I was in the middle of exams in light of my recent slacking in the blogosphere. Alas, no such luck. When I told Rico in a recent telephone conversation that I would gladly be studying for an exam this week knowing I had a three month summer vacation, he quickly shut me up. But seriously, when you come to a time when you have no more summer vacay, you'll completely know where I'm coming from. It sucks. Just fyi. But back to my slacking, I have no excuses other than a simple lack of luster and excitement in my life currently. That, however, is getting ready to change. I've mentioned before "May Mania." The next three weeks have boat loads of excitement for this Classy girl. One might say I'm pretty eager to be in the middle of it. 

This upcoming weekend is a road trip both back to my hometown along with Roxie's current city of choice for her college graduation. Such an exciting time. I can't believe it has been a full year since I was in her stilettos. Time flies, doesn't it? You can bet there will be partying, laughing, and many many pictures taken. Should be a good time. T-4 days. 

The following weekend, a huge concert weekend in IG's current city of choice. Yet another road trip for Kenny, Miranda, and Lady Antebellum. One might say I'm just a tid bit thrilled about this one. 1) I've never been to IG's cute apartment since she's lived there.. mind you, she graduated a year before I did, therefore making this year number two.. sad, huh? 2) This particular city is further south than my current location and I can guarantee at least 80 degrees... ie. Pool Time! Also, I've asked off that Friday from work as the concert is on Thursday night, therefore.. Long Weekend! Welcome Summer! I'm hoping for a fantastic concert, quality IG time, and a great tan by the end of our run. Once again, you can bet on plenty of pictures. You know how we are about making all the haters jealous. ha! I. can't. wait. T-10 days.

But there's more! The following weekend, Memorial Day weekend, will be yet another long weekend! And I didn't even have to ask off of work as we have Memorial Day off anyway. Perfect! This is also the big Wedding Extravaganza of my college roommate. (Note: THE bridesmaid dress I've referred to previously, the one ordered in a larger size than requested... Recall? This would be the wedding. By the way, that dress was taken in over two inches last weekend! ha!) While in some aspects, it will most definitely be a stressful event, in many others, it will be oh so much fun. I will have college friends coming from all over back to my hometown (where the wedding is taking place), and guess who is in charge of the after party... oh. yes. Once again, quite eager to make it the event of the summer. One of the most memorable ones anyway. T-19 days. 

I suppose I'm making up for my lack of a summer vacation this year. May Mania will keep me occupied for a while anyway... until I remember I have to go back to work instead of laying poolside for three months working part time and going out every night. sigh. Ah well. I'll keep you posted! Here we go! 

I Have an Urge...

... to redecorate. Big time. Call it Spring Fever, call it too much time by myself in this apartment last week, call it whatever you want, but I have the urge. Majorly. I had a similar urge last summer when I was first beginning to decorate this place, however with renewing my lease around the corner and the summer months headed my way, I'm getting excited once again to rejuvenate this place. I'm quite OCD when I get in moods like this. It could be trouble. I need everything to match, go with the same theme, hide old things in closets, spend way too much money... the whole nine yards. 

Luckily enough for me, this puts my mind on a set focus. And that makes me happy. Not that I need much more for my mind to focus on nowadays... I have quite the busy month ahead. May Mania as I'm referring to it as: Derby weekend, Roxie's Graduation, Kenny Chesney Weekend with IG, the infamous Wedding Weekend, and finally... rest. Perhaps. All of it is going to be a blast, and I can't wait,  but not much down time at all until June, it seems. However, if I get on this redecorating kick, as it seems that I have, I will always enjoy coming back home to do more around this place, thus making the boredom of June that I'm sure will ensue in the aftermath of May Mania more acceptable. I'm okay with it. One of my city friends is an assistant manager in a local unique home decor, etc. store. I bought two pieces of art from her today. Well, I got her to get them for me. The 1/2 off perk. This is my starting off point. We'll see how much of a landslide I get myself into...

So exciting. ha. 

Part 2: The Dreaded Question

Better late than never, right? So sorry it's taken so long to get back to you with Part Dos of my weekend festivities... I really don't know where last week went. Seems that it just flew by. Not that I'm complaining. I'm looking forward to going home at the end of this week for the Easter holiday and being reunited with my fantastic friends that Roxie mentioned in her latest blog. I, too, love my friends. But that's not what this post is about. This post, my blogging friends, is about that dreaded question. Can anyone guess which one I'm referring to? I'll give you a hint... I was asked about 8,000 times last weekend in which I was present at both a wedding and a bridal shower... With me yet? 

"So when are you getting a ring, Classy?"

First of all, last I checked, that wasn't up to me. Second of all, it's really none of your business even though I know prying is oh so much fun. And thirdly, what is the rush?! I mean really and truly, what is the hurry?! 

As Bodelou mentions in her latest post, it is in fact THE season of weddings, so any young single female can only predict that this dreaded question will flood their conversations within the next few months, at least. Unfortunately, with my precious sorority sisters and their southern, down-home mind sets, this was the only conversation starter they could come up with. Not that there is anything necessarily wrong with that, but dear God it gets old. I have mentioned before that I really have no problem with young brides. If you are in your early twenties and think that it is time for you and the one you love to "settle down" or "tie the knot," more power to you and all of my blessings. Many of my friends have decided that this is where they are in their lives and I really am so happy for them. However, I'm not there and I don't wish to be. Therefore, leave me be to my singleness, thank you. 

I am currently reading The Bridal Wave as recommended by Island Girl for these days where the dreaded question seems to be the only question. If you haven't heard about it, you need to. It's a fabulous book full of sarcasm and wit all dedicated to those of us, in relationships or not, who are just trying to hold our ground in the mania of the "I've got big news!", "Save the 

Dates," bridesmaid dresses, and you guessed it... the dreaded question. For those of you on my same page, you seriously should check it out. I have found myself literally laughing out loud in particular chapters simply because it rings so true with blatent accuracy, you just have to laugh. 

But in all seriousness, my main point in this chaotic rant is that for some of you, the next step after a college diploma, or maybe before... might be a wedding band and for those that I know, a wedding that they can't afford, but for the rest of us, we are perfectly happy with being young, single, and having other priorities than which flowers will go together in our bouquets. And there's nothing wrong with us! Okay? Okay. So, whenever that day does come where my current priorities shift, you'll be the first to know so you can stop asking. Are we clear? Super. Thanks and done. 

Ring the Alarm!

Time's up! Tomorrow's the big day... if I can make it until then. My insides are about to explode with nerves, anxiety, and excitement. I've made out my very extensive and thoroughly thought out to-do list for this evening along with my packing list. I'm trying to get all of my ducks in a row, so to speak, before tomorrow rolls around. I'm fairly certain I have never created such a packing list before. But as I've said previously, everything has to be perfect. I am bound and determined to not let the bitches get to me this time. You see, as much of a bad ass as I make myself sound here on occasion, I do end up in tears at least once every time I'm around them. But never in front of them. Fear not. They're just unbelievable for the most part. I've yet to figure out exactly what I ever did to make them hate me with the fury in which they do, but hey, nothing I can do about it now... Therefore, this time around, I'm feeling good about me, I'm excited about seeing those that I haven't seen in far too long, and basically, they can kiss my ass.

We'll see how far that attitude gets me. Hopefully through the entire weekend. If not, I'm sure you'll hear about it either way. I do believe, however that this go around, I have planned everything out to the simplest detail. I'm being the perfect party planner with the cutest favors ever... that were dirt cheap... I have the best gifts for this shower, even though I'd rather not give them to either of the brides-to-be as I'd prefer to not think of them laced about in lingerie. But that's not the point. The point is that they're cute, they're from me and I am Classy 2.0. ha. Once again, I've said, it certainly hasn't hurt to maintain such a full and confident attitude when I'm lighter on the scales and slimmer in the waist line. I still have quite a ways to go, but they won't know that until they see me again when these actual weddings take place this summer.

In any case, wish me luck. I know I've asked for it before, but as this week has been dragging ever so slowly along, my nerves and blood pressure have risen quite a bit. I'm looking forward to the positives. Mr. Perfect says, "The only things you HAVE to do in life are pay taxes and die, everything else is a WANT to." He tells me to screw obligation basically. This line of conversation always takes place when I tell him I have to be cordial to these catty bitches, or worse, hang out with them when other sisters are present. He hates them, by the way. But nevertheless, I will be at least attempting to follow such wise words. It's about time that I do what I want to do when I'm back in a place that I called home before they did. Another piece of advice he lends that I will most definitely be following and that I've shared with IG, "You've earned the right to be conceited..." Now, out of context, I look like the bitch here, but I've worked hard and I plan on showing that off. Who wouldn't? That's what I thought. My feelings are, they need a jolt back into reality in knowing that they aren't as high and mighty as they think they are... might be good for them to see that they've gained every ounce I've lost. ha! Okay, I'm done.

Hope everyone else enjoys their weekend. I know it's a bit early, but mine begins tomorrow night after work. Look forward to many a story upon my return! Keep your fingers crossed for the reactions I crave!

Classy 2.0

Okay, so clearly Kate Winslet is far more classy than I could ever hope to be, however, Classy 2.0 has since been the title given to me by one of my number one fans, Rico. He says it's like I'm simply trying to make myself  into a better version of me. Hence, 2.0. And I found that pretty clever and altogether accurate. He's pretty good about things like that. 

Today, was one of those days where I felt as a Classy 2.0. I weighed in upon leaving the gym this morning almost against my better judgement, but I found that I have since lost a total of sixteen pounds since January 1! Hooray! I'm thrilled. Mr. Perfect told one of the trainers there while I was doing one of my weight sets that I had lost around fifteen pounds (this was before the weigh in), and the trainer commented that he had noticed that I'd been so consistent, even coming in by myself at times, and that the number of pounds lost was pretty accurate and healthy for the amount of time I'd been at it. This made me feel twice as good when I stepped on the scale. Perfection. A little over the half way mark of my original goal! It has definitely lifted my spirits ten fold today. 

One of the reasons why I need my spirits lifted? Next weekend I get to co-host the aforementioned duo bridal shower back in the middle of Drama Central. My Alma mater. Among all of my sorority sisters, some I love, some have grown to be more caddy than when I left, and some were already high up on the bitch scale when I departed and I would rather not have to deal with them anymore. Or ever again. Alas, this is where I am on life's journey. Stuck with obligation. Again. I must say, however, that while a part of me dreads the trip based solely on two or three bitches I've discussed before, I am quite eager to see the look on some of their faces when Classy 2.0 enters the building. I've pretty much bought an entire new wardrobe for the occasion and have been working extra hard in the gym in preparation for the reaction I so hope for. 

Another reaction I'm looking forward to would be that of Mr. Rico, himself. As I haven't seen him in months, it will be quite entertaining to see what he thinks of this Classy 2.0 that he's only heard over the phone and has yet to see in person. A girl's gotta make an entrance you know. I live for the shock factor. You know, the surprise on every one's face. The giant smiles and "I'm so proud of you! 's" or the jealous eyes and the whispers behind my back... or even a jaw drop. I could go for that. I can't wait. 

As I'm staying with Rico for the weekend, it will give the bitches even more to discuss amongst their jealous selves. I'm sure I'll have plenty of stories for you upon my return, but until then fingers crossed that I receive the reaction so hoped for. If the haters gotta hate, you gotta give them something to hate on, right? ha. 

Happy Saturday, everyone! Hope your weather forecast is as beautiful as mine and you give the bitches something to talk about too! 

Save the Drama for your Momma

...Or are the mommas the drama? Sometimes I can confuse the two. While not quite as dramatic as Real Housewives of Orange County, the moms around these parts can cook up plenty of their own drama. All people can I guess. I'm just in the middle of the current motherly madness and I don't really care to be.

If you're unaware, I am currently in the middle of wedding mayhem. My college roommate and sorority sister is getting married in May, another friend that I grew up with in my hometown church is getting married the very same day, another sorority sister is getting married at the end of this month, and yet another is getting married in July. Unreal. The focus for this blog, however, is the first two. You guessed it, the same day in May brides... And we're just to the showers here, people.

I've already volunteered to co-host a shower for my roommate with the rest of our sorority back at my Alma mater and my mother has already volunteered to throw the other same day in May bride a shower with fellow church-goers as her mother is one of my mother's best friends. Still with me? Both brides are taken care of by Classy's family. Doesn't seem like an issue, no? It shouldn't be. The issue breaks loose when my mother asked another mother at the church who is also throwing my roommate a shower (did I mention we all went to the same church growing up?) if she would like to do a joint shower as no one had offered to throw one at that point in time for the second same day in May bride. The other mother's reply was a simple 'no, I think they need their own, thanks though. I'm already throwing her a Pampered Chef shower.' ..that no one had so much as hinted about to my mother or I. I swear mothers can be so caddy. Not to mention my roommate's mother, who has pretty much snubbed my mother for months now as if she's done something terribly offensive, still hasn't put her cold walls down. I told my mom to forget about it. It wasn't her responsibility to throw two showers and at least she had offered.

I got an email today asking if it was okay for my mom to put my name as a co-host for the shower being thrown for the second same day in May bride. She was just checking, making sure it wouldn't be offensive to the roommate. My response being, 'I'm already throwing her a shower, Bride #2 deserves one just as equally as Bride #1.' In my head I know this is what my roommate would agree to. Just in case, however, I asked her. She of course said, 'No I wouldn't be offended at all, you know that. What's important is that you'll be standing next to me on May .. and that's all I care about. Bride #2's mom has been making a bigger deal out of this same day stuff than I think necessary, but we'll talk about that later.' Seriously? More momma drama! Bride #1's mother, however, I can just see it now... Drama. She'll be offended at some point down the road that Mom-o-Classy threw a personal shower for Bride #2 and not Bride #1 who lived with her daughter for four years. Whatever. People worry too much. And they will always always always find something to bitch about. Something that someone did wrong or didn't do at all. In my opinion, they'll both get presents, they'll both have their ceremonies, and at the end of May, it'll all be said and done. Women take things so personally sometimes. I mean to an extent, I'll understand, but this wedding madness is getting ridiculous.

Maybe being young and un-wed has left me naive and inexperienced. I suppose I have some growing up to do, right? ha. Whatever.

Spring Fever!

Yesterday's weather left me with a serious case of Spring Fever. With highs reaching the lower 60s in the city and the sun being out with all of its glory in a big blue sky, this morning's freezing rain has quickly jolted me back into the realities of February. Gross. Is it only February? I am so ready for Spring. For so many reasons.

First and foremost, the weather. As Spring is probably my favorite season as far as weather goes, with a close second being Summer only when I'm able to lay by the pool or frequent the beaches of Florida, I have been longing all morning for Mr. Groundhog to tell me that it's quickly approaching. Well, Phil from PA let me down. Poor thing saw his shadow which means 6 more long weeks for this terrible wintery chill. Boo.

Another reason to look forward to Spring? Flip flops. I suppose they coincide with the weather aspect, but busting out the flip flops and spring wear always brightens my spirits. Especially this year as I plan to look more smashing for mini skirt and tank top seasons. As I'm working my ass off currently to do so, I suppose I'll be feeling pretty damn good about being me by then. Hopefully.

Along with that, wedding season. On the calender so far, I have three to attend and one to participate in. Whether I'm looking forward to the actual weddings or the reactions I'm seeking from people who haven't seen my current transformation, you take your pick. In any case, I do enjoy weddings especially because right now, they're not mine. Young and free is the way to be at this point in my life anyway. I have nothing against anyone getting married at my age or even starting families if they so desire, trust me I know many who have already done so, but it's not in the cards for Classy quite yet. And I like it that way. But attending the festivities of others... that's a different story. I'm always a fan of a party. Just make it a good one. Verdicts are still out on how "good" these particular weddings will be, but once again, I'll be feeling good, so it's a positive attitude exuding from my end. Eyes bright, smile on, waist line smaller... You with me? Good.

Anyway, they got snow back home today. My mom asked this morning if we had gotten any here as I suppose we were predicted to. None yet to report. Sun's still bright even though morning rains brought my Spring temperatures back down. At this point in the season, if you're not going to give me enough snow to get me out of work, just give me the sun. And warm it back up so I can get these children outside for the love of all that is good! I don't mean to whine, I'm just day dreaming away. Bring on the Spring. Please!

"I Don't Wanna Grow Up"

...well, you need to. Seriously, get on that.

Quite the entertaining weekend. No, I didn't run into Lindsay Lohan, but I ran into a few girls who would've fit nicely into this particular movie. Don't get me wrong, I can be quite the mean girl... much to my avail. Oh well. Not today's point. So let's get to today's point shall we?

Went home this weekend for yet another wedding. A friend that I grew up with did as most of my friends are doing lately, graduated college and graduated from the single life all within a few months. It was a beautiful wedding. She was a princess as predicted. No mean girls were in attendance of such wedding. Even though we were one big happy group of friends for oh, I don't know, eight years of our lives. I am only referring to said girls as "mean girls" because they have since gathered back together even moreso "clique-esque" since graduating college. Are we regressing back to our high school days, Ladies? Is my life suddenly in rewind when all of this time I was certain it had been in fast forward? My newly married princess friend specifically told me that she invited every last girl that was in our "group" growing up. Can we talk about how I spoke to one of them who decided not to go based on the fact that it was her birthday... (and?!)... and her remark to Princess inviting some of the other girls was "Classy, do you remember what terms they were on in High School? Why would she invite her to her wedding now?" My response... "NO! Of course I don't remember what terms they were on in High School because it was... HIGH SCHOOL?" Buh. I'm getting myself all worked up again. I was honestly ashamed, sitting in that beautiful ceremony and being the only one out of the entire group of approximately seven or so girls. I cannot fathom being offended to receive an invitation to a friend's wedding. Yes, we haven't been so close while in school, but we grew up together. That in itself is enough for me. Whatever. Burn your bridges if you wish, just don't look back after you do.

Anyway, the rest of the weekend consisted of drinking (too much) on Friday night into the wee hours of the morning, entertaining text messages, friendly bar tenders, christmas shopping with my mother, and spending time with a couple of my "nice girls." My SATC girls if you recall. Missed Roxie again. Reunion to come soon. It was a good weekend all in all. Minus the disgust I had for said girls mentioned above. Oh well. Live and Learn... and Grow. Grow up.