Gypsy Summer



Yesterday I woke up in Plano, Texas, went to bed at home in Cullman, Alabama, drove to Nashville in the morning and  am now on the way to chicago! 

2 weeks ago I was super excited to get to stay at my best friends house and hang out for 2 weeks while I worked for Cadillac at the golf tournaments. 



Pretty fancy huh? 😉 the days were long and busy, but it was fun! Got to meet some great new people. Now time to let the blisters on my feet heal. 

So glad I got to spend some time with my best friends in the whole world. Of course me and steph had to practice our newly found love for yoga together and forced Lauren to as well. 





These pictures were our best effort. Some of the other ideas we carefully planned out from pinterest were a complete disaster! It’s crazy how we can just be in the same room and have the best time. We won’t see each other for months but it’s always like nothing changed when the 3 of us are together. 



After a dreaded 10 hour drive home I got to see my favorite person in the world and my puppies. As much as I love to travel, I really hate to be away from Charlie. I always get homesick. But I can’t complain with the jobs I get to do. 

So this morning, I went straight to Nashville and me and Natalie headed out to Chicago!! One of my favorite cities ever!! Me and mom went there when I was 16 and I still think about that trip often.

A little week with the sockrockerz! Gonna be fun! Stay posted for the stories! 



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One thought on “Gypsy Summer

  1. je moet vragen of je ergens collumniste kan worden , je schrijft zo leuk… btw heb je de blog van Dees gelezen??

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