Love Don’t Cost A Thing

All that matters is

That you treat me right

Give me all the things I need

That money cant buy yea

– Jennifer Lopez


So, I’ve had a lot going on these past few weeks.

Like, so much so, I think my little houndy is starting to fake illnesses again…

I spent last Thursday and Friday with Tay in Charlotte. Bradley, her fiancé, was in Kentucky all week for business. And me, being the kick ass Maid of Honor that I am, volunteered my own precious time so she wouldn’t have to stay alone. We kicked off the weekend eating lots of good food, drinking lots of wine, laughing a lot, and snuggling. It was great to get away – perfect timing with perfect company.

On Saturday, I spent most of the day running errands and prepping for my Lulu Avenue Launch party. When I went to grab Sonny from his GrandNanny’s, Momma made a comment like, “Sonny’s been acting like an old man the past few days.” I thought nothing of it. He’s a basset hound. The poor thing was basically born 73.

Anyhow, that evening, I was sitting on the floor with him when suddenly he yelped as I touched him on the hind leg. It shocked me. I leaned over to check his paws. Maybe he had a hot spot? As I grabbed his back feet he yelped again and crawled away from me.

I panicked.

Well, mostly, I started bawling… but I was really panicked too.

And then, I did what any other mother would do – I called my Momma.

“Mommmmm-mma! (Sniff, sniff.) Somethiiiiiing is wroooong with Sonny’s leeeeeegs! (Sniff, sniff, sniff.),” I wailed. “What?!” she said, “I can’t understand you. Stop crying. Calm down. Now what’s going on?” I sucked it up enough to recount the evenings events. “Just give him some Tylenol,” she instructed, “and I’ll be over there in a little bit.” I started back up again, “Buuuut I don’t evennn haaaave Tylenol. I have Naproxen (Aleve, basically).” Momma sighed and said, “That’ll be fine. Just give him one and see how he does.”

I just knew his hind legs were broken. I just knew I was going to have to get one of those wheelchair-cart-thingys for him. I just knew he was dying.

I cried all the way to the kitchen when he didn’t follow me to the fridge. I cried all the way back to my office because he didn’t follow me to the kitchen. I cried when he sniffed at the cheese like he didn’t have the strength to eat it. I cried when he looked up at me with sad, half-open, red eyes. My poor little baby.

Momma showed up about thirty minutes later. Sonny wagged his tail at her. He came when she called. He didn’t wince when we massaged his legs and belly. And he followed us into the kitchen when Momma asked him if he wanted a treat…

That tricky bastard.

He had me crying – convinced he was deathly ill – when really, he probably just wanted another slice of Provolone.

Typical of the men in my life. Just fucking typical.

Later that night, my Auntie Crystal showed up.

We talked until 2:00 a.m.

Again, it was perfect timing with perfect company. Although Momma and I have a fantastic relationship… sometimes, it’s nice to have someone other than my mother to look up to and pour my heart out to. It’s nice to get a different perspective on things. Where my mother tries to stay somewhat diplomatic, my Aunt… does not. Hahahaha. Birds of a feather, no?

On Sunday the two of us cleaned, and cooked, and decorated my little house for the Launch party. I made Lulu Juice (just Blue Hawaiians, really) too. Hey, don’t knock my sales strategy – “Booze ’em up and they’ll buy!”

There ended up being about 10 of us in attendance, including Auntie Crystal and myself. We had a good time. Mace helped me make up a couple of games that really got us going (*Stasya: Like the song I used for this entry… ; ) ). Not to mention, the Lulu Juice was a hit.

The Launch Party was a success! Everyone bought bling and I even booked two parties! It was a fun day and a fun first experience. I look forward to helping with more parties, meeting new people, and truly creating a nice little side-venture for myself. If you would like to place an order, you are more than welcome to! I do not plan on closing the party out until the end of the month so you still have plenty of time. Just click HERE and shop away. Also, for the month of March, for every $50.00 you spend, you get one 1/2 priced item of your choice! Just message me if you have any questions or need any help. (One other thing to note: So sorry but Lulu Juice is not included with online purchases. Yeah. That sucks. But maybe one of these days, I’ll be kind enough to share the recipe with ya…)

After the party, Auntie Crystal and I went to Momma’s for dinner. We played with Teddy and enjoyed the nice spring-like weather from my parents back deck. She ended up staying Sunday night too.

While I was at work on Monday morning, she posted, “Uughhhh…… Do I HAVE to go home?? I don’t wanna drive all that way!!!!!!!!” on my Facebook wall. I responded with, “You can stay!! Have dinner ready before I get home! ; ) Love you!” Obviously, I was just joking with her. Auntie Crystal has a salon, two sons, and my uncle to tend to back at home in Charleston. She doesn’t have time to hang out at my house all day long and prepare my dinner for me. But when I walked in the front door that afternoon, I immediately noticed things were different…

Dishes that had previously been sitting in the sink were now laid out to dry on the counter top. My living room pillows were arranged neatly on the couch. And there was a note on the kitchen table…


I could have cried.

Actually, my eyes did kind of well up a little bit when I saw all of the clothes hanging on my bedroom door frame.

She knows how much I hate doing laundry! That was seriously one of the. sweetest. things. anyone has ever done for me. My first thought was, “Who needs friends when you’ve got family like this?!” But then I thought, “Wait. Don’t people say that when they are talkin’ shit about their family?” Whatevs. You get my drift.

Looking back, it seems like I’ve spent the entire week thanking my friends and family for one thing or another. I thanked:

  • Dad for coming over and helping me with house stuff.
  • Bubba for helping me with lifting and moving some stuff.
  • Momma for being the sweetest GrandNanny/Momma ever.
  • Tay for a much needed night out on the town (+ shots and entertainment).
  • Auntie Crystal for driving all the way up from Charleston to help with my Lulu Launch Party… and then, doing all kinds of chores around my house.
  • The sweet girls who came to my home on a beautiful Sunday afternoon to help support me and my newest adventure.
  • You all for your love, support, and super thoughtful words of encouragement during a difficult time.
  • SusieQ for wining and dining me at lunch today (okay, so we had tea).
  • And Stace for taking me back to my car the other day when a 30-minute oil change turned into a two-hour ordeal (and then, we gots our nails did, had some dinner, and maybe a piece of cake…).

I really am a lucky lady. I have so many people looking out for me and I appreciate each and every one of you! You guys are the best!

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