to october

(via martha stewart... she's wonderful, i know)
i love october and i feel like i've already missed it. i know that doesnt make a lot of sense but i havent enjoyed this month to the fullest. i feel like the leaves in birmingham havent changed like they did last year either. no pumpkin carving, pies, or parties. is it just me?
ok there are only 10 days left... leaves better start changing and i better get to carving.

sidenote to my previous adventure: if you saw a couple with two cute little dogs asking for help, would you not help them? i kind of felt like a leper this weekend. no one even offered us a ride. greg and i both agreed that if we saw ourselves we would have helped.

losing faith in humanity as i type...


new adventures of greg and mollie

oh... the adventures were had this weekend.

first thing, i had class at 8:30 in the am on SATURDAY. luckily, we were let out early at 1 pm rather than 3 pm. it was a chilly 46 degrees here in the ham and greg and i decided it would be perfect for shopping. greg needed new jeans, khakis, and a shirt. so many stores and two malls later all was accomplished. we ended our night rooting against alabama since i dont get espnu (which was showing the tragedy of a an auburn game) and had some pizza.

then the real adventures began on sunday. we worked on our first crossword puzzle... it was a team effort but lets just say i was WAY more into it than greg. after deliberation on whether to go to the kentuck festival (folk art festival in tuscaloosa) or going to the mossy rock preserve in hoover, we chose the latter. but did we choose wisely?

we read about the mossy rock preserve in this week's black and white magazine. all we knew is that it looked neat, like something we wanted to do, and there was in entrance at simmons middle school. we loaded up the dogs and drove to hoover. right off the trail we had to cross the stream. the stream was probably up more than usual from all the rain so greg took his shoes and socks off and carried each dog over one at a time, my keys and camera, and then finally me. success. we continue our journey. again we cross the stream 2 more times. one spot, i was very hesitant. it looked like a big jump to the driest rock and i was scared. i was afraid i was going to fall... but it ended up being a piece of cake. we explored "boulder field" which was super neat and took pictures by a pretty waterfall. i wanted to see the big rocks that were in the paper. so we decided to head back to the trail. problem one. where did we cross the stream? well we came to fallen tree crossing the stream. a non-athletic looking couple crossed no problem before us. greg took each dog and my keys. only my keys. then it was me and my camera's turn... for the worst. i hop up on that tree log with all the grace of a past gymnast and cheerleader and down i go into the icy stream below. soaked from the waist down in the freezing cold. embarrassed completely. but it doesnt end there. we get lost. i start to freeze. greg gives me his shorts and hikes in his underwear. finally we come out at a parking lot. ask for directions/ride. no one helps. one mile later in my basketball shorts, greg in his boxer briefs, we arrive at the car. yay, fun.

then we made a fire in the fireplace.


just for fun

i love this song... i know.


something to remember...

happy sunday friends!

ps. check out this video: strawberry by coldplay
even if you do not like coldplay *cough greg* it is a really neat one.



i have a sassy little three year old named caroline in one of my classes. she's very cute and little. she has red hair that curls on the end. but every class time i end up chasing her around the gym and her yelling "no!" or "i cant!" despite that, she really is a cute kid. so for the story...

we had already started warming up for class when caroline and her sister come out of the bathroom door that faces the floor. instead of joining the rest of the children, caroline is wandering around like she's looking for something. she starts walking toward the "office" area of the gym where the children do not go or frequent. so i go running after caroline as usual. i ask her where she is going and her response, "i need to look in the mirror." ok, so i take her to the little mirror we have propped up against the wall by the stereo. she stands in front examining her hair. she looks to the left and to the right. and then to herself she says, "beautiful." (ha!) now satisfied, she joins her class for gymnastics.

i can only imagine how she is at home. she is a firecracker.



yes, lipstick and its red

whitney, christina, moi, kyla, shundale @ rare martini

yes, thats me with the red lipstick on.
ive been searching for the perfect shade. 4 tubes later...
direct quote from christina, "it looks really good on you. it only looks good if you are really tan or really pale." guess which one i am. . .

bought a new shade today...


walking the dog

this weekend i traveled up to hunstville to visit greg. weather was crisp and that always makes for good dog walking. we went to a paved walking trail type thing on saturday and then on sunday we went up to monte santo (huntsville's biggest mountain). if you werent aware, sunny is a mountain dog. nothing makes her happier than letting her off the leash to lead the way.

it was my first trip to huntsville and it if you havent been before, its a nice city. bigger mountains than bham and plenty of views. greg would argue its easier to navigate than bham... i beg to differ.

i love october