well thank goodness

She sent Ryan home. I think everyone on Earth was sick of hearing him talk about himself.  Good heavens.

Alright, now that that’s all out of the way, let me interrupt this Bachelorette review for a moment. I have missed this little blog. Believe me when I tell you I think about blogging all the time. And somehow… just don’t have time to write! turns out working full time and being two months from a wedding are busy times in life. Taking an extra hour or so in the evenings to hang out here is a precious commodity! 🙂

P.S. I justified two hours on the Bachelorette as a) me time and b) time to stamp, stamp again, and stamp some more wedding invitations. There was also stuffing involved. It was a good time. 🙂

Okay. So for real!? Ryan is such an idiot. And SUCH a prick. I know it’s a mean word. I really mean it, and I don’t even know this person in real life. But come on what kind of normal human plucks off their finger hairs? I also sticky-noted the following Ryan quotes during the episode:

“The mean guy comes out on the football field. I kind of miss the mean guy”


“That is very shocking… because I didn’t see that coming”

Seriously. TWO PHRASES I hope no one ever says to me. Especially not my husband. Get real. In one, you’re just a guy telling me you’re an asshole. And…you realize that’s the definition of “shocked” right? You generally don’t see something shocking coming. idiot.

Alright. I’m off the Ryan soapbox. I also thought it was hilarious when she booted the first guy, and he threw his umbrella while he was walking away. Way to stick it to her, man. Ouch. It takes real pain to get booted off mid-way thru the world’s most expensive dating game.

Holy Cow… am I a cynic, or what?

Okay. Onto the things I did like about this episode of the Bachelorette:

There was a giant commercial for the new Disney moving coming out, “Brave.” At first, I was a little annoyed I have to admit. But ironically, it worked, and I now would really like to go see this movie. Or at least get it from the redbox. (also on the list: “Tangled”)

There is just something about Emily I like. It almost pains me to say it… but my goodness, that southern belle charm she has going on makes me kind of think she’s awesome. And also crazy, in several ways. I also really dig her travel choices. All places that are on my “must travel to” list. SO BEAUTIFUL.

I was a little shocked she chose to keep both guys… nice bait and switch, producers. But she’s doing a good job at keeping me guessing that’s for sure… I’m really not sure I see a front runner yet! (don’t spoil it for me if you read the blogs! :))

I don’t know if you watched until the very end… But there is a bloopers moment where you see seven men in kilts on donkeys that are running amok. I found it pretty funny.

And, a random picture from my Instagram, just because I couldn’t have a whole post without a picture:

Seriously. If you don’t think this is the cutest little nephew on Earth, you can just leave me alone. 🙂

that’s all for now. I’ll be back someday soon, blogland. 🙂







Writer’s Workshop: Instagram Style (Take Two)

alright. sad, sad story. I wrote this whole post. I posted it. It lived right here for approximately 12 hours. it was a good one. I somehow aligned the blog gods and upset them. 😦 It disappeared…(user error? …nah. Blog Gods.) I’ll do my best to re-write it, better than last time 🙂

This week’s Writers Workshop prompt is:

4.) Are you on Instagram? Glance through your photos from last week, choose one, and share the back story.

Why yes, I am on Instagram. Thank you for asking. I’m @itssararose. You want a photo you say? Alright. Let me choose one…


Oh, you want some backstory too? Alright. So first of all, Whitney Kay, the texter in this photo is my best friend. She’s also the Maid of Honor in my wedding. Here are five fun facts about Whitney:

one: She is hilariously funny. One of the funniest people I have ever met in my lifetime. We have about 1,984,358,810 inside jokes that vary in both appropriateness and maturity. They are all funny. And she remembers ALL of them. (Hey Whit, I love you like I love wet cat food on a hot summer day).

two: She is beautiful and smart and talented. She is kind and generous and loving and tells you whats up. She’s all of the greatest things anyone could ever want in a best friend. (please don’t even try stealing her for your own).

three: She’s got an EXACT REPLICA of herself in a 17 year old girl on America’s Next Best Dance Crew. I’m serious. This girl is the doppleganger to end all dopplegangers.

four: She has this crazy laugh that is so infectious we sometimes find ourselves laughing for ten seconds over one thing, and then laughing at each other for three minutes. It is complete with a snort if you are lucky.

five: girlfriend can throw one hell of a party.

Which brings us back to the photo. Oh, you want to see it again? Don’t worry, I won’t make you scroll back up. Here it is:


Last weekend was my bachelorette party. It was a ridiculously good time. Ten lovely ladies joined me on a night of cavorting around downtown Portland. Although Whitney’s pictures do a pretty excellent job of describing the whole night, here are some other memorable moments:

  • Drinking champagne out of a giant pink sparkly BRIDE goblet while opening a myriad of gifts, from magnets shaped like teeth, to a stilleto-shaped bottle opener, a million ring pops, an “Oh-Shit Kit,” and a bunch of other wonderful stuff 🙂
  • Playing “Bachelorette Bingo” with boxes like “wink at a short guy” and “get advice from a married couple” (among the ones I did not complete: get a piggy back ride from a stranger, and using a guy’s cell phone to fix my lipstick)

  • Wandering around downtown getting asked no less than 10 times if we were a part of the parade.
  • Going to the bathroom at Old Town Pizza at least seven times, all with different ladies from my party. Turns out, bachelorette’s have to pee a lot.
  • Seeing Portland’s longest-running drag show at Darcelle’s, complete with red velvet booths and curtains. Seriously, one of the greatest things I’ve ever seen. (ps, who has the picture? don’t say me…)
  • Dancing/Singing/Chatting/Photo Bombing the rest of the night away at The Boiler Room.
  • Needing a full day for recovery  Enjoying Starbucks and brunch at Mother’s the next morning.

All I can say, is I’ve got the best girlfriends ever.