Kalyn's Birthday Bash

One of my best friends celebrated another awesome year young today, and that of course meant a celebration!

First, I will forever owe tribute to Kalyn's 25th birthday, when this iconic photo was taken. I'm still amazed at how many people on Pinterest have added us to their collection of want-to-do's for 80's themed parties. Love love love.

25th birthday ;)

Fast forward 3 years later to a much calmer version of a birthday celebration:

happy birthday, 2014! ♥ you, best.

^ Ok, so maybe I shouldn't say 'calmer' on all levels; I'll just suffice to say that our wardrobe tonight was a bit more on the tame side. We're still a rowdy bunch.. no mistaking that ;)

Tonight proved to be one of those nights more consumed with quality time than quality photography, so excuse the lack of gallery material here.. I snagged a couple good shots, and some that would've been good had the flash been in use. That's what we get for trading the D90 for a cell phone.. haha. Anyway... 

i took my best friend to my other best friend's party ;)

And then Becky showed up, and it all went downhill from there ;) 

just kidding. it was awesome!

I told ya'll around SuperBowl time that whenever I get together with this particular set of friends, it seems that there is an inevitable stage of working out that ensues at some point in the evening. It's weird, since most normal people get more uncoordinated as they drink; we on the otherhand, want to exercise. Go figure. Superbowl brought out the pyramids and group planks; tonight brought out stacked piggybacking, which doesn't sound that hard until you're trying to create a human totem pole...

ta-da!

^ Attempt #4032742084. This was as close as we were getting before we blew out Becky's knees from having to support us. Haha. Thankfully we had spotters, as you can see there. And that poof on my head is in fact not my hair, but the plant in the background. I was photobombed by a ficus. Meh.

us. to a T.

I thought it'd be all kinds of cuteish if Rob and I took a picture together. I need to remember in instances like this that it will take at least six to seven shots before that happens. Here we included a wet willie and my show of disdain afterwards. I'm pretty sure he got my eardrum with that one.

But we DID get one that I would probably call "normal," if that actually does exist with him and me.

love. this. man.

Yeah. (:

So... to my best friend.. I LOVE YOU MAMA! HAAAAPPY BIR--- well, I'll let this speak for itself ;)

yeahhhhh!!!!

Boom (:

.. Til tomorrow!

xo | cmd