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    I'm Sabrina, and I love sewing and creative DIY projects for a modern handmade life. Whether I'm sewing a new dress, baking a fresh twist on a classic dessert, or making my own barn door headboard, I'll share all the pain and glory right here on my sweet little blog. Enjoy!

freezing moments

If I could freeze the moment in this picture, and be this happy for the rest of my life, I would do it in a heartbeat. I had a fantastic weekend. WF came into town, and she, her sister, LS and I went to dinner Thursday night after I picked her up from the airport. Friday, WF, LS and I we went shopping after work and I got some killer new boots. That evening we went to dinner with WF’s sis and some old friends at Crave, which was good, but our waiter was a little weird. After dinner, we went to a house party with a lot of international people. It was really fun.

Saturday, we went out on Lake Lanier with WF’s friend, his dog, and his perfectly adorable two-year-old son, who has become LS’s boyfriend. We had lunch on a beach and swam in the lake. LS helped her little boyfriend feed some geese. And the kid got to second base with LS…I kid you not. He just reached his hand right out and grabbed her boob…it was hilarious.

I got a little sunburned, but it was so nice to be outside enjoying the sun and the absolutely gorgeous weather.

We had planned on hitting the outlet mall before getting cleaned up and heading to dinner and somewhere else for drinks before finally hitting the club. But that didn’t work out. We simply did not have enough time! So we ended up hitting the non-outlet mall on the way home and heating up microwave meals so we would make it to the club on time to meet some of the foreign interns we were meeting out front.

When we got to the club, we proceeded to dance and drink. In my case, maybe I drank a little too much. But it made dancing in my new boots a lot less painful. I had so much fun that night, I wish I could bottle that feeling of being totally carefree and surrounded by great friends. And having a good hair night to boot!

We didn’t make it home until 5:30 a.m. due to the obligatory post-clubbing Waffle House run. At some point I noticed the onions in my hashbrowns, scattered and topped (that’s with chili on top for the Waffle House noobs), and I exclaimed, “What…are they trying to freakin’ kill me?!” before whipping out my EpiPen and motioning as if I were going to jab it into my thigh. Wendy grabbed it away from me, not that I would have really done it, but it’s one of those drunken moments that I look back on and laugh about now.

I remember putting a lot of numbers and e-mail addresses into my phone that night, of old friends or people I’d just met, but I am having trouble remembering who they all were. Oh well.

Sunday we went to brunch at Babette’s Cafe, which is one of my favorite places for brunch. I was still pretty hungover, but I had a blast laughing hysterically about who knows what with WF, her sis and LS. We always have such a great time when we’re together.

That evening, I went to see a play with LS. The jury’s out for me on whether I liked it or not. I thought the acting and direction were superb, but I just don’t think I liked the play itself very much. Afterwards, we went to a nearby coffeehouse for a reception with free food. (The pecan chicken salad sandwiches were really good.) LS and I did our usual bit and sat on a couch chatting, rather than being more outgoing and mingling.

I need to work on that.

So that brings me to the end of the weekend, and Monday, and then today, this morning, when it is before 8:30 a.m. and I am getting ready to go clean the pool and feeling kinda blah. There’s something missing in my life, and I’m not sure when I’m going to find it. I’m trying to remember that patience is a virtue (as I so politely told a guy banging on the door of the men’s restroom I occupied at Waffle House the other night)…things will happen when they are supposed to happen. Things always work out, eventually. And as much as I would like to freeze the moment in this picture and capture that bliss in a jar, I know that I cannot. I can only try to find happiness in the moments that come to me every day, whether they are good moments or bad moments. I am learning more and more about myself, and life, and love, which I think is awesome, of course…but sometimes I just want to stop learning so damned much and just have things be easy for a while.

Ugh. Okay…I’m done rambling. Gonna go clean the pool and get ready for work….

September 23, 2006 - 3:00 pm

Reggie - whose the hot blonde girl in the back of the picture?

Can i get her number from you?

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