Feel the Vibration

By chance last week, on the way to Mobile for my good friend's birthday, I found out that Southern Rep would be putting on a production of my favorite musical, Spring Awakening. I've seen this show once on Broadway in New York City and not only is it not currently on Broadway, the touring production wrapped up this past year. Without calling Brad, I immediately reserved two tickets for the night of the 27th. After seeing Wicked, he has come to appreciate musical theatre, and even if he wasn't as pumped about seeing the show as I was, he knew how important it was to me. Plus, it had been a good 30 days since we had a good Jungle Juice and been in the city. It was time.

Friday afternoon we headed to New Orleans and after an amazing dinner at Irene's Cuisine we set out for Canal Place in anticipation of show time.

On a side note -- I had never heard of Southern Rep, didn't know it existed on the third floor of Canal Place and didn't know that there was an actual movie theatre on that floor as well. It's not your typical movie theatre either. We shouldn't expect anything less from the city we refer to as our second home, but while your sitting in your seat watching a movie, waiters and waitresses bring you whatever drink you'd like. Beauty and the Beast with a vodka tonic? Contraband with a dirty martini? Extremely Loud & Incredibly Close with a Jack and Coke? This is way more exciting then smuggling in four baby wines.

Just as I had expected, the show was amazing. I can't wait to see it again.

The next morning Brad and I headed to Dominca located in the Roosevelt Hotel. After eating too much pizza, we stepped onto Baronne to make our way to the car. As we stepped out from underneath the shade of the hotel awning, crossing the street was the one and only Marky Mark and the Funky Bunch. Technically it was only Marky Mark, and yes, I know this isn't what he refers to himself as now, but it's the only thing that came to my mind. We crossed the street and Brad said, "Hey Mark, could she get a picture with you?" He said yes of course, asked me to marry him, in which I had to politely decline and after wiping away his tears, he turned and went into the church across from the Roosevelt.

Until next time...

Black, white, red, brown -- FEEL THE VIBRATION.

Who Dat Ringing Our Doorbell?

For awhile now Brad and I have been on the search for a new home. With 2011 wrapping up -- getting all the showers and weddings under our belt, we believed 2012 would be our year. Little did we know it would happen so fast!

At the very end of December we looked at a house that was in its very early stages of development, fell in love and before we knew it, not only were we were picking out tile, granite, hardwood, cabinets, etc., we had a closing date of Feb. 3. Minus a few things here and there, our new home is coming along fairly quickly. We can't wait for it to be done and to start the process of moving in!

Happy Birthday Jesus, Don Juan and Jimmy Buffett!

No surprise, but the last three weeks of December are a blur, much like the rest of 2011. I turned 26, my Dad turned 50, Christmas day, as it always does, consisted of too much champagne, Crown and Jell-o Shots for Jesus, we spent 3 days in New Orleans and wrapped up 2011 with newlyweds Ben and Ashley.

Oh, and in that small amount of time we also started the process of buying a house.

Growing up, my favorite holidays have always been Mardi Gras and Christmas, but if I had to pick a solid favorite, Christmas would trump them all. In year's past, my parent's, Katelyn and I would pick out a Christmas tree on Thanksgiving and every year it was (and still is) "the prettiest tree we ever had." As my sister and I have gotten older, and I've moved to Hattiesburg, we don't always get to pick out the tree together, but Christmas time is still, and always will be, the most special time of the year for the Eaton crew, close friends and family.

A little over an hour away from home, you'd think that I lived across the world, because coming home for the holidays is better than a roast beef po-boy from BB's (and there isn't much that is better than that).

Dec. 18, 2011 | Don Juan's 50th Birthday Party

Happy birthday Jesus, Don Juan and Jimmy Buffett!
Dec. 25, 2011

Post-Christmas in the Big Easy

We survived 2011! Happy New Year!

Reflecting on 2011, there is a lot for Brad and I to be thankful for. The first two that come to mind though are our family and our close friends that might as well be. You don't have to be blood to be family. Our lives would be so empty without each and every one of them. 2012 is already shaping up to be just as good a year as any -- and it's only Jan. 5.

Watch out 2012! Guess who got a tambourine for Christmas.