I feel like we haven’t talked in days, perhaps because all we’ve talked about is the fact I’m stressed out, have no working AC in my house (STILL!) and have potentially found the cutest sink in the history of singlegirldom.

Let’s catch up, shall we?

On my way home from my vacation last week that really wasn’t a vacation since I ended up working a majority of the time while I was gone, college friend Kimber and I headed towards Atlanta so I could take her back to the airport for her flight home. We made a few stops on the way though and by “a few stops” I mean I AM STILL TIRED.

First, Old Navy because they had their tank tops for $2 / each and I needed some to wear under my already-ultra-modest shirts for my upcoming Eg*pt trip.

We then made a little stop in Georgia to have lunch with Jenna from These Are The Days, a blog that is in my Top Five Favorite Blogs EVER. Jenna and I are about the same age and in a lot of the same places in life. The biggest difference between us? She’s way funnier than I could ever hope to be.

Proving that we were meant to be real-life-friends, when Jenna opened her purse to grab her ringing cell phone, I spotted a can of hair spray in her purse. A full-size can of hairspray in her purse, y’all. I knew our friendship was fated from that moment forward.

After a fun lunch with Jenna, Kimber and I headed to Atlanta. Our little lovebirds Eric and Katie had just come home from their honeymoon and — prepare yourselves — they actually wanted us to come over for a bit. To their new townhouse.  On their first night home.

I believe they win Newlywed Hospitality Award of ’09, no?

I apologize for the picture being so blurry, but I took it as soon as they opened the door and I got a little excited and I may have jumped just a wee bit.

We were immediately taken on a tour of the townhouse which meant that I, of course, had to take pictures of every little thing in their new home because that’s just what I do. I like to think of it as a coping mechanism when one of your best friends moves out of state. Plus, I knew y’all would want to see some of the wedding gifts. Obvs.

Let’s begin with the bathroom. I just love these little towels.

Oh, and look what I spotted nearby. You might remember it.

The kitchen was also a treasure trove of newly unwrapped gifts like this darling little thing:

And look at Katie’s apron!

I will admit I was a bit confused at the need for the apron seeing as I lived with Katie for an extensive period of time and can’t actually remember her cooking dinner more than twice. NOT THAT I AM ONE TO CAST STONES.

Eric explained the need for the apron, however, with one silent action:

I’m glad he’s man enough to wear it, ’cause I have a feeling he’ll be spending a lot of time in it.