Reliving the glory days

As many of you know, I played college basketball at Kansas State.

Today the Fella and I are heading back to my alma mater for a celebration.

This season is the 10 year anniversary of my junior year team winning the Big 12 championship.  Good times will be had by all.

Saturday night after the reunion festivities, we plan on attempting a good ol’ fashioned pub crawl through Aggieville.  Starting off with an Irish Car Bomb at O’Malleys.  Hopefully I make it at least to Auntie Mae’s for a tarantula.  But I doubt it.  We had some grand times in Aggieville.

 

However, I can’t help but feel that we will not be up for the challenge quite like we were 8 years ago during my fifth year of college when I finally discovered the amazingness that was pub crawls and keg stands. 

Maybe if I wear one of the following cool outfits, I will be more up for it...

 

Talk about Flashback Friday.  I liked hats and I was the coolest.

Go State!

tbg

Shirley Temple Salute

We have lost one of the greats.

As I have shared with you before, I am a huge fan of Classic Hollywood film. Shirley Temple is a huge reason why I was hooked at such a young age. I remember watching her movies at my Grammy's house as a little girl. She blew me away. She was adorable and innocent but had a cheeky way of talking to adults that made her seem so beyond her years. And girlfriend was crazy talented.

 

The first time I saw her dance in "The Little Colonel" alongside Bill "Bojangles" Robinson, I was consumed with excitement and happiness. I danced all around the house and tried to imitate them. It wasn't until many years later I realized that Shirley and Bill had made history in being one of the first, if not the first, interracial dance team in a Hollywood film. Shirley became THE biggest box office draw in Hollywood by the age of 7.

My adoration for her was multiplied when I saw her brilliantly portray my biggest literary hero at the time, Sara Crewe, in "The Little Princess." She never made cute seem corny. Although of course she was adorable, she could reach down in your guts and make you cry like you meant it. And even at a young age I appreciated that.

I remember watching "The Bachelor and the Bobby-Soxer" when I was a little older and my jaw hitting the ground when I realized that was Ms. Temple on the screen, wooing Cary Grant and stealing the spotlight from Myrna Loy! She was so beautiful and grown up and still so fresh and young. Her comedic chops hadn't failed her and she kept up easily with Cary and Myrna, which is a true accomplishment.

My first reaction when I heard this news was sadness and a sense of loss. But I can look at what Shirley gave to me, a love of dance, humor, youthful sweetness and confidence and just feel gratitude and happiness.

Shirley has said that the best thing she ever did was being a mother and a grandmother and that nothing matters more than real love. She was married to the same man for 54 years until his death. She was political activist and U.S. Ambassador. She was a mother of three and a breast cancer survivor. She died at the age of 85 in bed at home, surrounded by loved and of natural causes. How can you mourn such fulfilled and brilliant life? I can only celebrate it and be happy to have had a glimpse of it.

Still in awe of you,
tbg

Peter Pilotto for Target

How was your weekend?  The Fella was sick so we stayed at home for the most part.  We finally finished Orange is the New Black Season 1 and it was awesome.  I know I am behind but what can I say?  I'm busy. 

Did anyone else hit up Target yesterday for their newest collaboration?

I did and was very pleased. There were some really cool pieces.

I got this top and skirt. I am going to wear them together. When you tuck in the top, it looks like a dress instead of two separate pieces and it look really good I think.

I also got this fun little shirt dress. Can dress it up for work or just wear it with some sandals in the Spring/Summer.

App Alert

Have y'all heard of Waterlogue?  It is my newest obsession.  It turns your pics into watercolor inspired works of art through a few different filters... 

Our dining room....

Wedding picture....

Me in a hat....

My bunny...

Our snow covered house....

My Nana's dining room...

 

Our bed...

My sister's bar front....

Our old front porch...

I could go on and on...this thing is a great time waster!

Happy Friday,

tbg

The Peanut's Pad

Previously, I introduced y'all to my Peanut.  This poor kid was drug to flea markets and thrift stores her ENTIRE life.  She never complained when she was little.  All she needed was a stroller to sit in, french fries to eat and a promise of a new Beanie Baby at the end of the day.

Well is seems that 22 years of watching her grandmother, great-grandmother, aunt, great aunt and mother decorate their homes, over and over, has rubbed off on her.  This year is her first year to live alone and she styled her apartment all on her own as well.

The Peanut's pad is this month's Home I Love.

Here is her living space....

 

Her wall collage is one of my favorites I have seen.  It is special to me also because of the collected memories we share that I see hanging there...

Here is her sweet little dining area...she picked all of the colors and fabrics on her own and I was so impressed with her choices.

 

She has gotten really good a refinishing furniture...she just did this cute little dresser last week.

 

I love how colorful, young and fresh her spaced has turned out...just like her.

 

 

One proud aunty,

 

tbg

Supersuck Sunday

Today is a sad day in the Giraffe household. As many of you know, the Fella is a HUGE Denver Broncos fan. He was born and raised just South of Denver and has bled orange and blue since birth.

Most of you also know the craptastic effort the Broncos gave during the Superbowl yesterday. It was the worst thing I have ever seen. They looked like a cruddy college team up against gladiators.  There wasn't one moment of celebration for the Orange.

Now I am a Cowboys fan and always will be but I really rooted for the Broncos this year. It means more to the Fella than it does to me and I wanted to support him, like he does for me when the Texas Rangers play.

I just feel like so much of our time was wasted yesterday. The commercials SUCKED. The halftime show was boring. Bruno is great and all but his song choices for entertaining at the superbowl fell flat. The RHCP's killed it...they were great but were gone after only one song. All in all, it was the worst superbowl I have ever watched.

And we spent all day preparing. That is what gets me. All that build-up to the biggest let down. Oh well. I did get to see my parents and some of my nephews and my little cousin. And eat chili and queso.

So not a total loss.

How was your watching experience?

Yours truly,

a very blue baby giraffe