Friday, February 22Old 33 Inn
|I'm not sure why I become a selfie taking monster when I get into my seat in the van. Also, I love mascara and pink lipstick and wearing white in the winter time.|
|Well thank goodness. I was worried that we came all this way for nothing.|
|Tell me this looks impressive. Because I spent a crap ton of time getting it reorganized after the disaster I left it in following the cd release party.|
And then I got head-butted and confused my reflection for someone else in the bathroom mirror. But I made lots of money so it's ok!
Anddddd cue post show self portrait photo shoot at the bar.....
|Best pic of the night award goes to...|
|Hey you, new friend, smile with me!|
Someone told us that we had to eat at the diner in the TA truck stop because it was the oldest in America or something like that. I googled this and found no evidence to back it up. But they did have some damn good coffee and biscuits and gravy.
|And pics like this make me question why in the world i'm still single. A natural beauty, really.|
|So. Much. Coffees.|
|New friends (who we probably terrified, per usual)|
Saturday, February 23
New Albany, Indiana
|I day drink like a girl. Gotta get in those fruits!|
|I have never seen quite so many giraffes.|
I miss my red lipstick. This lipstick is more hot pink what your drunk grandma wears to bingo lipstick. Imma keep wearing it, but still.
|Found this in the van. Mine now!|
|Louisville. That's the same as New Albany, right? Close enough. Drink more now.|
|Giant Jenga? Game on.|
|And then I lost giant Jenga once. And then I lost again. Moral of the story? I suck at giant Jenga and should not play any game where the loser has to buy drinks, as I am always the loser.|