Let's see... over the last couple of weeks I've taken down more wallpaper, painted some more, gone to a bachelorette weekend, bought a 7 lb. bag of ground beef, gone on an interview, taken a trip to Germany, and eaten a giant sundae.

So first things first- the wallpaper... what? Oh, you've heard this before. Same book, different chapter. Don't worry, I won't get into it again. You know the drill. So let's move on.

Bachelorette weekend in Chuck Town with the cutest bride EVER. We had so much fun! Her wedding is in about 10 days and I'm so excited about it! Beware of the ugly cry. I can't go into detail about our trip cause as you know, what happens in Charleston, stays in Charleston. Yeah, I'm' pretty sure that's right. Or I'd tell you but then I'd have to kill you. Either way, not telling. Before we hit up the wedding festivities, though, we'll be headed to Lake Anna for our annual July 4th fun thanks to the Bryan family. Always a good time. Basically, we have a super fun week coming.

On to the meat. I know that one got you. Ok so there's this really cool market in what's called "The Strip District" (and, no, it's not like the red light district). It's like a giant farmer's market and a bunch of restaurants. The bag of meat came from this cool market called Wholey's. It's a giant meat and seafood extravaganza. I imagine it's something one would imagine more so in San Francisco or somewhere. But it's here -which is awesome. Anyway, you can buy giant bags of meat. Who knew?

The interview. Oh, the interview. Ugh. I'll tell you one thing, I hate finding a job. Hate. I mean, I've been using Outlook and Excel for years and never have I ever experienced some of the things they were asking. First of all, I'm not sure it's entirely reasonable to ask someone to describe how a function works in excel without letting them look at the program. Also, what I do know about that specific program is that there's more than one way to skin a cat. Well, not for them apparently. Their way or the highway. I wish I could remember some the questions on the timed, only one correct answer exam. May or may not have been worse than the SAT. Then after an hour of testing, I finally get to talk to someone. And by someone, I mean a robot. What is wrong with HR people? Is it a qualification that you have to be personalityless to get those jobs? I was using some of my best stuff. I'm funny. I'm witty. I'm personable. She gave me nothing. And, seriously, are "give me an example of a time when you..." or "what would you say your strengths are" really the best questions they can come up with? It's exhausting. They can't possibly think these asinine, redundant questions are insight to a person's personality or work ethic.

Guten Tag! Ok so we didn't actually go to Germany. Just to Haufbrauhaus. This place is crazy. We originally sat outside on the giant deck by the water but then moved inside after dinner when we heard all the singing. They have picnic tables lined up inside and everyone stands on them and sings along with the band. It's supercalifragilisticexpialidocious kind of fun.

The sundae...mmmm... the sundae. Never in my life have I experienced such a sundae. Sarris Candies. It's where hot fudge lives. I don't even know what to say about it. You have to experience it.

So, there's your update.  Kinda makes you want to visit the Burgh, doesn't it?