Mondays, gotta love 'em

Having spent the greater part of my weekend at the peaceful Taylor farm, I'm reminded of the stark contrast between that happy place and my place of work as I sit under glorious halogen lighting. Right about now, I feel like propping my eyes open with toothpicks. A beverage chocked full of caffeine would also be nice. sigh.

That said, I did have a wonderful weekend. Girls night, my friend's baby shower, and the farm were all great fun. I had a great time bringing different groups of friends together for girls night. The farm was very relaxing and the boys cooked all the meals! The rain held out until right after we took our last 4 wheeler ride. Perfect. However, quite disappointingly, I didn't take a SINGLE picture, at least not of anyone that you know (i.e. myself or P). I'll try to be better about that, especially since I mentioned that I'd take lots of pictures. Empty promises I suppose.

In other news, P's best friend from college Kenny and his wife Kristin are the proud parents of a beautiful baby girl, Brynn. yay! We're so happy for you two and we can't wait to meet her!

Almost the weekend!

My brother Drew informed me yesterday that he, too, has a blog. When I asked him what it was about, he said it's filled with "arrogant musings". Uhhhh.ok. In short,that is why I won't be sharing his blog link with you. Also in short, my brothers are essentially one big arrogant musing (most of the time)

I'm so looking forward to this much needed 3 day weekend. I have big plans for Friday to attack the list of things I never get done, but also to fill the day with leisurely activities that I also rarely do. Topping my list are the indulgent coffee in bed followed by a trip to the bookstore with absolutely no time constraints....ahhhh, heaven! Friday night, P is working. So, I thought it would be fun to orchestrate a girls night, the classic dinner at Houston's and a movie. I don't do this often enough, especially not with 4 of my friends. fun! Saturday, after attending a friend's baby shower, P and I will be headed to the farm with another couple. I can't wait. The farm is always a great opportunity to get away, get in some quiet time, and relax by the campfire. P is always happy that I can't be chained to the laptop there and that we can do some trail running.

I'll let you know if the weekend turns out as glorious as I've planned it in my head. Surely not, but hopefully I'll have some fun pictures to post.

Highly Engaged

P and I got engaged after a picnic in the mountains of East Tennessee on what, for now, was the best day of my 25 year old life. His proposal was idyllic. It was truly beautiful in its simplicity. I like to say it was "very P". Although, apparently he had several options and carried the ring around in his pocket for over 2 days. 2 days? how sneaky!

I've never been that girl. You know, the one who gets engaged and hits the ground running with plans for her wedding because, well, she's already planned most of it. The girl who has binders ready with examples of flowers and dresses she adores. Nuh uh, not me. I've met those girls. In fact, I'm friends with a couple of those girls. I, on the other hand, until the past week had NEVER picked up a bridal magazine. So far, I'm ecstatic that P and I are engaged. So far, I'm also totally overwhelmed with the possibilities and soon to be decisions involving the wedding.

For now I choose to tiptoe around this uncharted wedding territory and sloooooowly acclimate to my new engaged status. Please be patient with this neophyte.

The first post!

Hello from Memphis! I've been itching for quite some time to start a blog. Pretty inexplicably, I decided one day that I would enjoy enjoy writing (and hopefully those I love would enjoy reading) my blog. I have little idea at this point what I will say in these pages, but with friends and family spread across the country, and world for that matter, I figure this will be a good way to update everyone on the life and times of Robin. This is also an attempt on my part to be more transparent. Read on, if you dare.