Bachelorette is a Universal Idea

Hello party people! So, I've been living in London for two months and this is what I've learned so far:

• British people have an amazing ability to substitute beer for the two dinners I usually require between the hours of 6pm to 3am, I still can't figure it out;
• Light beer is not real beer;
• 24 hour liquor licenses does not mean the pubs stay open all night, they still close at 11pm/midnight but then the clubs open up;
• and a hen party in the UK = a bachelorette party in the US

So, two months in I attended my very first hen party. When I found out the theme was Hollywood glamour I was immediately excited!

And the traditional bachelorette shenanigans ensued...

The lovely bride to be and her beautiful cake!

Oh, and I must not forget there was a stage....and some how Fun Bobby ended up on stage....with a man dressed as Amy Winehouse.

I'm not sure why I was told to go on stage, but once it was my turn to be ridiculed by the Amy Winehouse look alike, it was all downhill from there. He asked me why I was at the bar that night, and after my response he promptly said, "Is that an American accent I detect...?" Haha. He then went on to ask me a very long winded question and somewhere between the closeness of his microphone, the amount of wine I had that night, and the speed at which he talked he lost me. When he finally ended his question I just stared at him blankly and told him I had no idea what he just said. He then kicked me off the stage for not understanding British.

15 minutes of fame down in flames.

Friendships Worth Crossing Oceans For

Hello. So I realize I've been MIA for a while.....let's just say a lot has changed since my last post in July. I'm sure most of the people who read this blog already know, but if there is anyone out there who doesn't, I am moving to London in roughly ONE WEEK. Yes, the United Kingdom...where I hear people drink more than eat and bars stay open until 4am...which during the summertime I think is also when the sun rises. Who knows what adventures await me across the pond! It will be a big life change, but I am ready for it. Don't worry though, I will be keeping you updated on my adventures and crazy encounters along the way....and since I'm so far, I hope to be updating a lot more than I have been in 2010!



While London is a very exciting destination, I know I am leaving a place that truly has some of the best people in the world. I am so fortunate to have the best group of friends a girl could hope for, and it is very hard to leave the group. However, I know that we will still remain close and visit one another because these are friendships worth crossing oceans for!



My bffs all got together to give me a going away party at Bar Belmont, where there is a beautiful view of the downtown skyline. They also have drinks like the Southern Belle and TreeTini that were quite enjoyable. :) It was a truly great night just to be in one another's company one last time for a while and like all nights together, it was memorable one, but not the last!

I really would not have had some of the best times of my life if it were not for these girls, and Fun Bobby definitely would not exist without them! Thanks for being so great, all of you! :)



As I look onward to London, I can't help but look back to the last time I made a big move and the friends that I met then, that led me to today :)



Three years ago I moved to Dallas to start my first fulltime job. At my first day of work in orientation, I was one of the few tax people in a room full of auditors. At one point, I sat down next to one of the few people I knew, Kristin, at a table full of audit girls I had never met. The girl next to me was Mitzi.....and some how (I forget) this led me here..... (circa 2007)

I'm so thankful the audit girls included the one tax girl at their happy hours!! There have been many parties, hair cuts, jobs, weddings, laughter, inside jokes, and girls dinners. These have definitely been the best three years!!

Swoon with me

This past weekend I saw MICHAEL BUBLE. Yes, Michael Buble- the man I plan to sing at my wedding when I marry Prince William (or really any prince). This is totally realistic.

And also can I say, SWOONWORTHY. This is my absolute favorite picture from the whole night. We had FLOOR seats for only $89. It was pretty much awesome and meant to be! Let me just say that the very second he started singing....well, I pretty much melted right there. I really think as a single girl it's unfair that I have discovered both Edward Cullen and Michael Buble before getting married. I'm pretty much screwed.

Well the night was perfect even though I had to share Michael Buble with 10,000 other women and his fiance. At the end he sang without his mic and you could hear him almost perfectly....he is amazing!!

For the first time in my life.....

....I wished someone was high.


I know that sounds bad but this morning at Starbucks I was startled to see that the cashier had the most blood shot eyes I have ever seen. It was painful to even look at him. I am a major germaphobe and am terrified of getting an eye infection (because there is no way I'm going to replace all of my Chanel makeup!)....so I really hope that was from him giving himself a little pick me up before work this morning. I am suspecting it's a possiblity because when I gave him my money he typed in the wrong amount and he forgot the answer I told him to a question and reasked me the question. Needless to say I Purelled myself good after he handed me my change!

But really, who needs weed when you work at a coffee shop?

I'm glad we are on the same page.....er.....boat

Monday morning can be a drag. However, I knew this was going to be an eventful week when one of my first emails of the week was a forward from Mitzi about our Fourth of July plans to go on a party boat on Lake Travis. The first sentence read, "I hope y'all are excited about the July 3rd Party Boat- it should be quite the adventure with lots of drinking and making out." This totally sounds Fun Bobby-esque....can't wait!

Business Casual? Always Prepared....

So a while back I had a problem with passing out in my bedroom, fully clothed in the clothes I had worn the night out, with all of the lights on. I'm not sure what caused this chronic condition- I was probably overworking myself (not going to extended happy hours....) I recently was reminded of this old habit of mine the other weekend when I woke up at 6am to find myself in my going out clothes with my face peeled onto an open book. Yes, apparently I was trying to read a book at 2am while slightly intoxicated....most normal people drunk text or call people...I was reading....it was even a nonfiction book.... I am very educated!

I remember one of my favorite times that I realized I had fallen asleep. This time I discovered I had passed out when the fire alarms started blaring in my apartment. My first reaction was that I must have done something really bad when I was drunk! Then I realized the fire wasn't in my apartment. On my way out of the apartment I realized three things: 1) I was still in business clothing from the day before 2) I was totally parched and 3) I really wanted to hurl. Nonetheless my survival instincts kicked in and I grabbed my purse and headed out the door. Err....turns out I was the only one who had a good time the night before because I was the only one still fully dressed with makeup and all! I mean it was a Thursday night, these people just don't have fun. I also realized that a lot of the residents in my building don't actually sleep at their home.....

Well, I was feeling so sick that I knew I had to distract myself. I also think I was still a little drunk. So, I plopped myself down next to some girl and just started chit chatting (mainly talking to myself) to keep myself distracted from the fact that I was really having a bad reaction from my indulgences of the night. Everything turned out okay in the end- there was no fire in the building, I looked GREAT while sitting out there compared to the other losers in their pajamas, and I was able to take off my makeup and change into pjs and get a proper night's sleep....or what was left of it.

Fun Bobby and Friends in Full Force

Have I mentioned that I have the greatest friends in the world? (See below)

This weekend the Dallas and Houston gang met up in South Padre for Mitzi and Danny's wedding- and we all knew this was going to be one crazy fun event!! And it turns out it really was crazier than any of us could have imagined! You really had to be there to appreciate the full effects of the weekend, but I will provide you with some highlights.

Here is the lovely couple that made this weekend possible!!

To start, we once again had an awesome hotel bar filled with oldies but goodies! This time there was no karaoke, but there was a live band....who I think has dedicated their mission to Lady Gaga. The lead singer had choreographed moves as well as different sunglasses for every song. The audience had just as much character- there was even an old lady who would dance by herself as if the night was never going to end!

At the wedding Mitzi's parents hired a mariachi band and it was pretty entertaining!

There was also one particular wedding guest, who really turned the party into something else!

Here he is at the after party....with a pony that he found?

......and here he is being confronted by hotel security LOL.

Fun Bobby was out in full force that night, as promised, and I definitely danced as much as possible to my heart's content. Unfortunately my hangover wasn't as impressive as I hoped it would be the next day....I should have partied harder in honor of Mitzi and Danny.

When we got to our hotel at 2am, we were not allowed in because there were several cops guarding the entrance saying that it was a crime scene!! We didnt' get much information out of the cops, but we did see the culprit walk out in hand cuffs. He had some blood on his face, and it looks like they tasered him. Not sure what the deal was, but there was no ambulance or anything. Since we were all drunk and bored of waiting, we got a little creative with our waiting.....

Here are the girls pretending to get arrested. Not sure where I was because I have no memory of it but I think that green in the lower left corner is me haha.

And here are the guys trying to get arrested....but they weren't doing a good job because they have smiles on their faces.

We eventually were allowed in the hotel while they were still photographing the "crime scene." We still can't figure out what exactly happened because things looked pretty normal. A few minutes after Kiki and I had gotten to our room, I heard some noise in the hallway. To my surprise the police were photographing a hotel room right across the hall from us!! Scary!!

After we survived the night, we woke up ready to hit the road to the airport. I packed the things in the rental car and shut the trunk door. 0.5 seconds later I realized that I shut the trunk door with the keys in it!! I was definitely freaking out, and lucky to have people there to calm me down. We call a local locksmith and he arrives pretty quickly. However, it takes him 30-40 minutes to figure out how to unlock the car. During this time he tells us about how he locked his own car while on another job and how he left a very important tool on yet another job. His credibility as a locksmith was rapidly dropping. Eventually we did get off the island.

I wouldn't have expected anything less from the weekend of the Sierra-Tsukahara wedding!!

Love you guys!!