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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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Posts Tagged: Fayetteville

Sauced

Lord.
Have.
Mercy.
On my belly.

Wingathon

This past Saturday
I spent a full
eight hours
eating hot wings.
And drinking beer.

It was a very tough job,
but somebody had to do it.
Fayetteville Flyer‘s Flyer Foodie
collected a few fine folks
and led us on an adventure to find
Fayetteville’s best hot wing.

We did this last year
with the quest to find
Fayetteville’s best taco.

Tacothon 2009

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Wingathon 2010
consisted of ten restaurants
with two different wings at each location.
Exhausting, delicious, and messy.
Just my style.

I’ll link to the results
once they’re published,
but for now here’s our journey
in 140 pictures or less.

The girls rode in the way back.

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Even though there was no need to.

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First stop,
Louie’s.

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Second stop,
Buffalo Wild Wings.

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World Cup fans
out in full force.

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Headed to Wingstop.

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Next up,
Slim Chickens
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Risked our lives.
Running across College Avenue
to Foghorn’s
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The day (and food babies)
started to drag us down.
It was just halfway over.

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Next on the list
was my personal fave,
JJ’s Grill-N-Chill
.
I had never been here before,
but the wings were great,
the margaritas were two bucks,
and the girls all wore cowboy boots.
Which all helped us get
our second wind.

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From there, we just walked
across the way to Boar’s Nest.

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Where our drinks came in
Mason jars.

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By this time a few of us were were
feeling just a little silly.
So we made a pit stop in Dollar General
And the laundry mat.
Duh.

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Finally at Lucky Luke’s.

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Xaxby’s was second to the end.
And boy were we excited.

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Our final stop
was on Dickson

(either genius or worst idea ever)
at the lovely Hog Haus Brewing Co.

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Where we drank blueberry beer.
And continued to act silly.

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It was quite a day,
which led to quite a night
given our ending spot
right on bar row.

We rolled (literally) to Kingfish
where we watched Razorback baseball
with a couple friends.

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We didn’t win.
As if you couldn’t tell from
their faces.

Somehow,
before the night was done,
I was able to fit in
frozen yogurt from Orange Mango.

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Orange Mango.

Great.
Now I’m hungry for frozen yogurt.
And hot wings.

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Record Breakers

When I was little
I use to fall asleep
flipping through
the 1987 version of the
Guinness Book of World Records.

Many of the records were awesome.
Others were ridiculous.
Oh, and some were just gross.
I was mesmerized by it all.

So when there was a chance to help out
in breaking a world record here in Fayetteville,
I had to be there.

The brave citizens of my town
were attempting to break the record
for world’s largest swim lesson
at the city pool in Wilson Park.

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And with 262 people,
we did it!

I was a little apprehensive
of being in the pool with that many people
(that much pee).
Especially when part of the lesson
was to blow bubbles under water.

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But as two of the oldest participants,
Brandy and I did our part.

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Now, we are a part of
(random) history.

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Just call us heros, badasses, whatever.

Town Yarnage

Last week a gaggle of yarn bandits
were on the loose in Fayetteville.

The sneaky knitters managed to
yarn-bomb the town square,
sewing warm colors
around cold city fixtures.

In the sad case that
the city took it down,
A note was left
on a light poll
asking to please
donate the creations
to the animal shelter.
For doggie beds.

Can’t get any cuter than that, folks.

My amazing hairstylist
was the mastermind behind
bringing this phenomenon to town.

First Thursday 6/3/2010
Taylor, Cameron, me, & Brains


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Thank you Taylor
for making my city
(and my hair)
pretty pretty!

Pretty Weekend

It’s Sunday, so that means it’s time for three things:
Take out from Slim Chicken’s
a Lifetime movie marathon
& a weekend recap blog post.

Friday night we took it easy and doggysat our friends’ dog, Bowsie. This crazy little creature is a Bichon and Pug mix that was rescued by Bryan and Jenny and is quite a looker (and licker).

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Sadie had a blast with her slumber party pal, but was a bit confused about it all.

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Saturday morning was pretty lazy, but by noon Todd and I were off to do some thrifting and to see some glass blowing in the country. Todd’s stepdad, Ed, runs Red Fern Glass, a hot glass studio where he makes gorgeous chandlers, sculptures, and more. He has an annual Glass Blow Out around this time every year and this one marked the 25th anniversary of Red Fern Glass. Of course the art is amazing, but so is his property.

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Thrifting adventure

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I found a cute vintage knitting carrier for a buck!

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Vintage summer sandals for 50 cents (in my size, which is rare).

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Don’t put heavy on here!

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This is one of my favorite thrift stores ever. Green Forest, Arkansas.

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What a selection of name pins. Tammi, Mildred, Micky, Tonya, & more!

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Headed to the Glass Blow Out…

The property is at the end of a long dirt road

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Todd stopped to help two turtles cross the road.

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Finally, we were there.

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Little garden house
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This use to be Todd’s grandfather’s truck

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The actual studio

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Best Chill Zone ever.

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We headed back towards Fayetteville…

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… where I then headed out with GL.

We met up with friends at Kingfish, where more than enough photos were taken (thanks to my camera being passed around).

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We played a few rounds of Knockoff

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I won!

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After closing our tabs, GL and I decided we weren’t quite ready to call it a night.
We went across the street to the Walton Arts Center Rose Garden and snapped a few more pictures, taking full advantage of the camera’s self-timer.

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Silly girls.

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This reminded us of Stitch & Bitch, so of course we took even more pictures.

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I don’t know why, but we saw a fresh bagel in the garden and it made us laugh.

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Although we were pretty hungry, we didn’t eat it.
Instead, we each got a hot dog from the hot dog stand on Dickson.
Soooo good.

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It got crowded quick. Some randos jumped in for a shot.

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After stuffing our faces on the sidewalk, we headed home.

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Now that my friends is what you call a weekend.

Happy Spring

What better way to celebrate the beginning of spring than with… SNOW!

Wait. What?

Yeah, that’s what I thought when I woke up this morning.

spring snow!

It started falling on Saturday and continued all through late afternoon on Sunday. This is especially crazy considering that on Thursday and Friday I shared happy hour with girl friends on a sunny patio…

summer dreaming

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Fast forward to Sunday and we have at least a foot of the cold stuff. Even though I am beyond ready for sundresses, margaritas, and swimming pools, we did manage to have a little fun…

Sadie & Everett had a couple friends over to enjoy the snow.

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Sadie, Layla, Ellie, & Pinky the flamingo

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Layla has a snow mustache.

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Ellie says, “I’ll just be right here…”
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Sadie!

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Ooph..

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I built a snow lady…

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While my 10 year old husband built a snow fort.

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He even built a doggie door.

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I think Sadie had the most fun of all.

Till next year, snow!
Or so I hope…