Monthly Archives: June 2011

Dream a little dream.

June 22, 2011 by Sydney

My dream last night, after waking at 3 AM to hail/rain/wind and somehow managing to sleep again without thinking “OMG TORNADO OMG OMG”, is as follows.

Kate and I are at a hotel. And apparently, we’re in Florida cause we’re goin’ to Disney World. We have my dad’s season passes. Somehow his pass has his name and mine. Along with his picture. We go to Magic Kingdom and time jumps until, oh hey, let’s go to Epcot. While we walk to the bus stop, I notice something. Lookey there. Sydney isn’t wearing shoes. We get to the bus stop and OMG there are my shoes! Except….those are black platform old-lady shoes. Whatevs. I put them on. We take the bus to Epcot and then we’re in a fancy hotel, cause that’s apparently the entrance to Epcot, and the ticket takers like pull us to the side cause we did something bad. I get scared that our tickets won’t work. Except, oh hey, they let us in! Epcot is NOT how I remember it. The signs look weird. None of the rides are right. Kate doesn’t want to ride Mission: Space so we look for the Aerosmith roller coaster (which ISN’T IN EPCOT) and the sidewalk turns into an Anthropologie and then I wake up.

Sweet dreams, indeed.

A blessing from Jesus

June 21, 2011 by Sydney

So, I had literally one of the best meals of my life at Blue Mesa Grill in Southlake this weekend.

And the recipe. For the best. corn. ever. Is online.

Thank you, Dallas Observer. Thank you.

(Off to find that weird cheese.)

Too soon.

June 20, 2011 by Sydney

I am inappropriately excited about the new TLC series “Say Yes to the Dress: Bridesmaids”. I am a huge, huge, HUGE fan of normal “Say Yes to the Dress”, so obviously I want to plan some kind of celebration for the premiere of my newest favorite television program.

Since I am jobless and living at home, I’ve made appointment TV out of the SYTTD reruns that air on TLC and OWN each morning/afternoon. I’m not exactly sure why I adore it so much. I was never one of those children who started planning their wedding eight years out of the womb, so this sudden adoration of wedding-centric programming is a little off-putting.

It’s probably the fashion. If I could wear a fancy dress every day without getting awkward looks and food stains all over the $5,000 outfits, I totally would.