lets jump right in shall we?

i had to go to the airport for 5:30am to wait for a plane that wasnt leaving until 7:30am. so... i watched the sunrise over the plane i would soon be on...

sitting on the plane there is nothing better to do than take pictures of the tops of the clouds... thats what i think anyway... i was really disappointed with my single serving friend. (fight club)
he was a stuffy old business man who had some ever so important work to do and rat a tat on his lap top next to me for 4 hours...

this is the first time i have ever seen nathan in person... well... this is 5 minutes after i first saw him. he was waiting in baggage claim and let me walk by him... i looked over my shoulder just to check the place out while i waited for my suitcase and there he was sitting right behind me giggling.

we went back to his apartment and i got settled in... we were both pretty sleepy and he had to go to work so i was all alone in his apartment from 3pm to 1am...i slept and watched t.v... no interesting pictures...

friday we spent aallllll day going from thrift store to thrift store looking for badass western clothes for saturdays cowboy party...
we shopped...
and shopped...
and shopped...

we started in a little town called mckinny (where a car chase had ended the night before as i watched on the news as i sat alone at nathans...)
and from there we went to garland,tx... this was one of my favorite pictures along the way...

after we were all done with the shopping we went to downtown dallas (the west end) for something to do...

we walked around a bit and went to a touristy shop where i got a silly tourist shirt that says "good girls go to heaven, bad girls go to texas" and some rockin shot glasses that say "dont mess with texas"... if your going to be a tourist... BE A TOURIST!

we went to see the 6th floor of the building that kennedy was shot from... and we sat on the grassy knoll... (view of dalls from said grassy knoll)

but x marks the spot...

after we were done there some of nathys friends called to see what we were doing. we went to meet them at pluckers...

i drank some beer...

and met some nice people...

it was a long night out after that... we left pluckers around midnight and went to a place called the cookcoo's nest and played pool and did some great shots called upside dwon pineapple cake... they were divine for a little hole in the wall place. we rocked out to awesome music and played a few games of billiards. i met lots of people who we invited to the cowboy party that would be going on 24 hours from then...

on the way home i was very hungry and really wanted a coke too... we went to jack in the box... and that was the first time i had ever seen one...

that was it for friday...

saturday we got up pretty late... both a little hungover from the night before... we took our time getting ready and we went and got some food at a place called bjs and i had a few vodka pineapples and we went and got the keg and some booze for the party.
we got back to nathans and started cleaning up and party proofing the apartment and as we were doing this we had a drink or two... did a shot called "bloody bowel movement" (a nathan original because its brown and pinkinsh red... good shot... bad name...) we got cowboyfied and made some counrty mixes...

leslie (big les) showed up first and i was already a little tipsy... we talked for a little bit and im glad we did because before you know it there were a few more people there and it was time to do a few more "bbm" shots and then throw some tequila shots on top of that...

i got pretty trashed as you can tell... i cant even make an E (east coast) with my hand...

so about 6 shots and 4 pints of vodka pineapple later things started getting silly... and when i get silly... i like my boobs apparently...

the party went on...

and i got drunker...

so did they...

it was only about 11:30pm when i found myself violently vomiting in the maroon terrycloth covered toilet... the first time for about a half hour straight and then 2 more times after that because i would get shaken or someone would say something gross... that and i knew if i puked i wouldnt be so drunk and i wouldnt wake up drunk... boy was i wrong.
there had only been about 8 people at the party before i was rendered useless... most of these people came and knew they would meet "the girl who came from rhode island just to see nathan."
they were wrong.
i dont remember much about that night after i chugged ketel one vodka out of the bottle and passed it around... i vaguly remember telling nathan he had to take my boots off for me and after i flopped into his bed, weak from vomiting... i told him he was sleeping on the couch that night... not me and that i needed my pjs.
he told me i was saying things like "lock the door... i dont want anyone in here its to bright" i remember none of this...

the next morning... (not my favorite morning ever... nor day for that matter) we got up slowly again and got ready to go over to arlington. nathy had been telling me about a place called
and that i could get a badass cowboyhat there... and i did... i got 2...

we bummed around arlington while i whined and poor nathan had to listen to it... we went to a place called cheddars for lunch and i had chips and queso (my new favorite thing... i had never had it until texas) and i ordered a cheese steak... not feeling like i could eat it but i would have it for later... well... i ended up with cheeses sticks and didnt bother to fix the mistake because i was to sick to eat anyway...

we got back to frisco and took a nap. nathan woke me up around 9pm and we went to meet ryan
at dave and busters where he works. we played pool and then some video games and planned another party for later that night. we invited a bunch of people at d&b that ryan knows to come back to nathans and try to kill the keg...

i was still hung over when we got back to the house around 1am... i laid on the couch and watched a zombie movies with nathan sitting at my feet... unmoving because he decided to drink 3/4 of a bottle of tequila left from the night before.
the d&b kids drank while we goofed off...

i fell asleep around 4am and im not quite sure when everyone left... i just remember waking up and it was quiet... i was finally over my hang over the next day and i was doing alright... accept that now it was monday and i was leaving tuesday.
nathan and i went for lunch before the had to go to work at 3. we went to taco delite...

nathan was supposed to have gone to school that morning and he didnt but he did have to go to work. ryan was supposed to come hang out with me while nathan was working but he had a meeting and got held up at work...
then nathy called me and told me he had 4 hours of sick time and he was leaving work early to come hang out some more for my last night in TX. we went to a place called texas stardom and played some pool and ate some chips and queso. i kicked some pool ass and then we went to a place called pats pub per request of "duce" a nice friend of ryan and nathans that i seem to have failed to get a picture of... it was a hole in the wall dive but there were pool tables and i continued to kick ass...
after that... to nicks... a really great sports bar with pool tables too! i ate cheese fries instead.
i met some more people that i really liked and could talk to really easily and they were excited to hear that i was from the "north" and that i was a "yankee"... cute...

nathan was really tired and had to get up and be at school by 8am the next day so we went home and straight to bed... i couldnt really sleep thinking about what i had to do the next day and the time i had to fit it into between nathan getting home from school and having to take me directly to the airport (3 hours early) so he could get to work on time...
but around 7 am he got up to his alarm and came out to the parlor to tell me he wasnt going to go to school that day either and we were going to get to have one last lunch together...

we went to bjs again and we both ordered the same thing we got the first time... and of course... as is customary... we ate chips and queso...

shortly there after we were on our way to the airport... singing and dancing in the car as we had been all weekend... before i knew it we were standing outside the terminal and having to say good bye. i didnt want to go at all and i expressed that. i do have to admit that i was a little excited about comming home... but i loved texas and i adored all the people i met while i was there. so we made a plan at the airport before i checked in that nathan had to come see me next. i told him id buy his plane tickets and everything... so we are planning another great adventure for aprilish in my neck of the woods. its gonna rock... after that... we took one last picture and said good bye for now...