Blogging In the Boondocks

...is rll hard, y'all. I've tried to upload pictures. FAIL. I've tried to insert videos. FAIL. So, I'm sticking to simple text for the time being. Womp Womp.

However...TOMORROW = MONTPELIER HUNT RACES = THE MOST WONDERFUL TIME OF THE YEAR!!! I'm so excited for my favorite fall festivity, and don't you worry--there will be pictures galore!!

Yes, yes. The time is upon us again. Pack up the troops. Load the cigars. Prepare the sausage balls and head down the road to good 'ole Jimmy Mad's pad to drink Bloody Marys, lust after Irish boot salesmen, watch (sadly) the Jack Russell Races, don hats from Preppy Palooza, make visits to Louise (my most wrinkled and beloved former coworker), bump into old friends, feast on tailgate fabulosity, and p-i-m-p myself out to Cville Smokeshop.

After the races, I begin what is sure to be the longest two weeks of my life. I'll leave Montpelier and head straight to my basement/landlady/VP PSL PIC; spend the night; pack even more (if that's possible); drive back; unload; sleep; work; drive back to NOVA; sleep; meet my group at Arlington National Cemetery; spend the next three days playing tourist in DC bahaha; catch a bus to NYC; BACHLORETTE AMAZINGNESS ALL WEEKEND!; bus back to DC; drive home; bus back to DC the next morning; spend the next two days playing tourist (again) in DC; come home; die. 

I'm already exhausted, but hooray for the weekend and everything wonderful!

xoxo, 

Hannah

It's the Most Wonderful Time of the Year!

I'm getting so freaking pumped about this weekend's festivities--my favorite fall event--the Montpelier Hunt Races!

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Every year, my family gathers in Orange, Virginia, to celebrate the season, sell some cigars, and gorge on all my mom's delicious food and drink concoctions. Whether it's overdosing on sausage balls, drinking our weight in Bloody Marys, or slathering ourselves with homemade pesto, it's always a guaranteed great time.

Plus, the weather is supposed to be gorgeous gorgeous gorgeous this weekend! Hooray! Check out some pics from previous successes...

Mom and Dad in all their glory.

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The spread.

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Cville Smokehop

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My parents will also be bringing their demon children (aka. the infamous Jack Russells, Harper and Dill) to defend their titles in the Jack Russell Races (and to annoy the rest of us throughout the day).

Don't be fooled by their cuteness--the devil lurks within.

So, in honor of this year's races, I'm going to attempt to make caramel apples sprinkled with nuts, Butterfinger bits, and Heath bar crumblings. Never done it before, but I feel like you can't go wrong with warm, melted candy and chunks of chocolate. Mmmm mouthwatering deliciousness.

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Now if only I could craft the perfect fall outfit...damn you Frye boots! Throw a girl a bone and mark 'em down half off! Or 75% off! Gahh....headed to Goodwill tonight instead to hunt for hidden granny sweater treasures.

Fingers crossed...