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Mom to Iris. Wife to Todd. Our little family lives at the foothills of the Ozark Mountains in Fayetteville, Arkansas. We love it here and I love sharing little bits of our life.

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Category : Photos

Summer Love

Maybe it’s the Memphis in me.
Maybe it’s the nights
in Mississippi & Arkansas too.
But I love summer.
Humidity, sweltering heat,
messy popsicles and all.

The abrupt southern switch of seasons,
always bringing back memories.

Lucero shows,
sweaty & drunk.
Green grass & beach towels,
hot flip flops to the side.
Day drinks,
always appropriate.
Sweet tea,
& BLTs.
Red shoulders,
turn to tan.
New freckles,
shining under sundress straps.
Random road trips,
with thrift store adventures.
Sneaking into swimming pools,
& liquor into Sonic cups.
Short skirts,
longer days.
Watering gardens,
summer beer in hand.
Late night walks,
amongst the slugs.
Front porches,
with fireworks & friends.

A few past photos
have captured my love.

Happy Hour for one

4th of July

Porch Days

Strawberry Shortcake Picnic

Bittersweet Styles photo shoot

Hogscald Holler

Bittersweet Styles / Summer 08

Bittersweet Styles photo shoot

Savannah Vacation / 2006

Savannah Vacation / 2006

Savannah Vacation / 2006

ode to summer

Savannah

Picnic on campus

View from room at THEhotel

Kansas City

Water Valley, MS - Girl Trip!

Arkansas & Sweet Tea Vodka

usa!

Mississippi - Girl Trip!

Memphis - Girl Trip!

Old photos / me & the fam van

A brown bag evening.

Sadie just cold chillin'

Savannah Vacation / 2006

nighttime beach walk

rooftop pool & a pina colada

July 08

lately...

Bittersweet Styles

Westwood Gardens

Arkansas Thrifting Adventure

Starting today I’ll be capturing
this year’s summer adventures.
Girls are headed over this afternoon.

Highs in the upper 80s,
sunshine,
kiddie pool,
slip-n-slide,
orange slice jello shots
should do the trick.
New memories
to add to the list.
With tons of photos
to go along.

Stay tuned.

Driven

As of this month
my car is officially
paid off.

A six year loan
on my first brand new car.
It’s finally, really
mine.

Kind of a big deal
seeing as how my
previous cars have been
anything but
new.

My first car was a
1964 Dodge.

first car.

Sounds much cooler
than it was.

Worked all summer
at the music store
it the Oak Court Mall.
Slinging CDs,
soft porn,
and cassette tape singles.
In a really ugly
polo shirt.

Saved my dollars,
and my dad did too.

Old Photos

Bought her from a family friend.
No one could tell if she was
green or blue.
Mystery paint felt like
scales.
Long and mean
like a gator.
I named her Allie.

first car.

Before we got her
up and running.
I sat still with my morning coffee
in the back seat waiting.
Memphis mosquitos
joined me through the
rear windows that actually
rolled all the way down.

The breaks never fully worked.
Took two feet
to slow me down.
And the gas pedal.
It nearly fell through to the street.
So my dad built me a new one
out of wood.

Cops pulled me over
in that thing
more times than I care to remember.

first car.

Once for blowing bubbles
out of the window
while driving with friends.
Cutest traffic violation ever.

Worst time was in Overton Park.
Early one morning,
heading towards the coffee shop.
Noticed a helicopter overhead
curiously taking my same path.

Shortcut through the park.
Red light at Poplar.
Pointed towards the Hi-Tone.

Suddenly surrounded by
a handful of police cars,
motorcycles,
and the chopper
still hovering above.

Frantic yelling instructed me to
put my hands up
as they slung open my car door.
Strangers riffling
through the notebooks and clothes
in the floorboard.

Turns out,
my car matched the description
of the getaway car.
From a bank robbery.

Realizing I could do no harm.
(not that kind anyway)
They left.
Left my doors still open,
tears in my eyes,
and my hands still in the air.
And really left me needing that
morning coffee.

Another incident,
no cops were there.
But they could have been.
Allie and I accidentally
ran over my good friend.
Twice.
But she’s okay.

Many more memories were made,
Some exciting.
(finding strange sleeping dogs inside)
Some romantic.
(the drive-in on Summer Ave)
Some boring as hell.
(downtown car inspection)

first car.

But it’s the physical detail I
remember the most.

Bench seat up front.
Useless seat belts,
just lap decorations.
And an oil leak that made me
look real tough
every three or four days.
Popping the hood &
checking it often.

first car.

My favorite was the
gear-changing-thing
on the dash.
Like driving a space-ship.
Pushing buttons and
pulling levers
just to make it go.

first car.

Of course the radio
was only AM.
But mostly that was
just perfect.

first car.

I abandoned Allie
in 2000 when I moved to
Washington D.C.
Lonely, rusting under a carport
in Southaven, Mississippi.
She sat until sold for
her pretty parts.

first car.

My second car was a
1981 El Camino.
And that is another story.
For another day.

Weakend

This weekend I tried.
Tried to recreate the beach.
Tried to keep my Maui tan
alive.

Weekend.

I spent most of the weekend
laying on a patchwork blanket.
In the backyard
by myself.

bss

Coronas.
Limes.
Headphones.
It kinda worked.
But not really.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Once the sun went down
I joined forces with the
real world.

Night time drinks.
Hotel bar.
Old school bar.
13th floor.
Burger Beer.
More beer.
Breakfast at midnight.
And my first house show in
years.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

Weekend.

And with that
I’m so very ready for
summer.

True Love Memphis Style

There are a few things that I have a total weakness for.
Kittens.
Unicorns.
Yard sales.
French fries.
Memphis.
And Justin Timberlake.

So my heart went aflutter when I saw this shot of my homeboy, JT, wearing a vintage inspired Memphis Tigers shirt.

Anyone know where I can find one?
I want. I need.

Any tips on how to remove that thing
leached onto his right hand would be fine too.

In exchange, I leave you with this video of Justin,
which is from my family’s personal home video collection.
It was taken at a talent show in Memphis back in the early 90s.

Oh yeah.
We go way back.

Maui Forever

So here I am.
Sitting in my back yard.
Blogging.
Not in Maui.

backyard blogging

Sitting in a sea of grass.
Not by the sea on sand.

That’s okay though.
I’m home after a wonderful 5 day trip.
And can now relive my amazing adventure to Hawaii
through the photos that I snapped.

I didn’t take my nice camera,
so my point-n-shoot and iPhone had to work overtime.

So here’s how my trip went.
In a few words and many, many pictures.

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As a meeting planner, I’m often courted by hotels to check out their properties. Usually I decline, as it just isn’t relevant to an event that I’m planning. Sometimes though, I get invited to attend events specifically catered to me – the meeting planner. We gain continuing education credits through educational sessions (my goal is to be certified once I’m eligible), experience hotels first hand, and get to network with vendors and other planners.

This particular meeting was in Maui.
How awful.

It was my first trip to Hawaii and I have to say,
I am absolutely, positively in love.
Everything about it was incredible.
Everything.

I was slightly dreading the
8 hour flight from Dallas
but soon discovered that the long trip
and 5 hour time difference
was more than worth it.

Maui

When I arrived at the airport
I was greeted with a fresh flower lei.
(just like in the movies)

Maui

And when I arrived at the hotel
I was handed a Mai Tai.
(just like I needed)

Maui

And after check-in
I received a free pair of Maui Jim’s sunglasses
(just because)

Maui

My hotel suite at the Sheraton Maui Resort was
just perfect.
And the view from my balcony was even better.

Maui

My first night there, I went to the opening reception
on the ocean lawn.

Maui

Maui

Maui

The next two days were spent
in meetings, touring properties, networking,
and lots of eating and drinking.

Touring the Westin

Maui

Beautiful trees

Maui

Pool party lunch

Maui

with massages by the ocean.
(told ya it was awful)

Maui

Second night reception

Maui

Maui

Maui

Cotton candy sunset

Maui

A wonderful dinner seaside

Maui

Complete with entertainment

Maui

Lunch at the Ritz Carlton

Maui

Maui

Maui

Pretty flowers everywhere
The whole island smelled delicious.

Maui

Maui

Touring the Grand Wailea
Jennifer Anniston & Adam Sandler were there filming a movie!

Maui

Filming was in progress, so we couldn’t go up the stairs.

Maui

Film equipment on the set.

Maui

Maui

Final group dinner.

Maui

Maui

Once my meetings were over,
I stayed an extra day and a half to do whatever I wanted.

Maui

I finally got to go to the beach!

Maui

Maui

Maui

Where I hung out with two new friends
Cheryl and Janet, who I met at my meetings.

Maui

Maui

The tiny figure on the left is Cheryl,
who bravely jumped off the cliff.

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

My new found pals rented a convertible
and invited me to go on a mini road trip to Hana.
Yes, please!

We spent an entire day exploring rain forests and beaches.
I wrestled with the wind and a paper map in the backseat
while we drove down a curvy, one lane road
to paradise.

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

We found the road to the
black sand beach

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

Maui

My wind blown hair was lovely.
(ugly)

Maui

Quick stop for the best banana bread on earth and ginger ale.

Maui

Maui

Next stop on our map was the
red sand beach
but we got a bit off track in the small town of Hana.

Hotel Hana

Maui

Maui

Maui

The place was empty.
We had our eyes on these perfect little lawn chairs,
so we rested for a spell.

Maui

Maui

Maui

We asked for directions to the red sand beach,
but the hotel staff said they were instructed not tell tell anyone.
(apparently it was a nudist beach!)

After quite a treacherous hike,

Maui

Maui

We found the red sand beach.

Maui

But we saw no nudes.
Thank goodness.

Maui

Maui

Maui

Before heading to our last point of interest,
we stopped at Sweet Licks Goody Shack
for some Hawaiian shaved ice.

Maui

Maui

Finally, we made it to the
Seven Sacred Pools

Maui

Maui

We took the long way back to our hotel.
Back to civilization.

Parts of the journey were on a single lane dirt road.
For miles we didn’t see anything
except for wild goats
that ran out in front of our car.

Maui

Somehow me made it back in one piece..
and before 5 o’clock (when the rental car was due).

Back at the hotel we cheers’d to
new friends and a lovely day.

Maui

Maui

We sipped champagne,
as I watched my last Maui sunset.

Maui

Saturday morning was (sadly) my last day on the island.
My flight wasn’t until that night,
so I spent my morning in the sand.

Maui

It was all nice and relaxing.
Until a crazy fire broke out down the beach.

Maui

After it was safely put out,
I walked down to inspect the scene.

Maui

And with that,
my trip was over.
And I was sad.

Farewell, my Maui.
I miss you.

Maui

Love,
Sarah