O.T.W. Farmville (In Real Life)

Ryan and I had the one of the most laid back weekends we've had in quite a while.

Friday night the weather was so bad there was no need in getting out.

I ended up staying up over half the night trying to decided whether or not I needed to get Ryan and Maggie and squeeze into a closet with me. Ryan slept soundly as I paced the floor. One of our city's weather sirens happens to be right next door to us... and it went off roughly five times in the span of a couple of hours.

I don't know about you but I think it's scary for the siren to go off and then have some guy over a loud speaker tell me  "A TORNADO WARNING IS IN EFFECT FOR YOUR AREA! SEEK SHELTER IMMEDIATELY!"  Tornado warning = there is an actual tornado somewhere in our county. Me no likey.

Needless to say, it was a long night.

Saturday morning I hopped up and headed to Birmingham for a hair appointment. After my hair appointment I met Lacey & John and Kristen & Aaron for lunch at Mugshots. I tore down on an amazing cheeseburger. It was so big and so good I couldn't stop. I was so full after I literally didn't eat another thing for 24 hours. It was intense.

On Sunday, Ryan and I headed to my family's farm for an early Easter get together. The weather was beautiful. We ate, chatted with family, and I took some pictures of the farm.

Our farm is actually about thirty minutes from town. It's where my dad and his siblings were raised. None of the family lives there now... we use it for weekend get aways, family gatherings, and what not.

Eddie Murphy

Mel B

I was in love with the all the little yellow flowers in the pasture.

My dad and his brother (in the hat, pictured above) renovate the old barn. It's now a little get away. The inside has two bedrooms, a bathroom, kitchen and living room.

My dad's sister, Mona and brother, John.



Mel B is the closest and Eddie Murphy is behind her. I should note that my family actually call the jack asses Jenny and Jack. I don't think that's as original as Eddie Murphy and Mel B.



My dad and his brother actually just sold all of cows. But this one right here put a fight. She meant she wasn't being sold. She liked our farm and that is where she intends to stay. So she the lone cow for now.

Look how handsome!

My grandad was the probate judge of Clay County, Alabama for years. This was one of his old campaign signs.

It so peaceful at the farm. It was the perfect way to end the weekend.