life lately
So I’m breaking my streak of posting life lately every two weeks, as I just posted one last week. I have good reason, but I’ll get to that a little later. First, here’s a little bit of my life lately…
{readjusting to normalcy after a fun weekend getaway in STL}
{working with Drew Barrymore while she’s in town to promote her cosmetics line, FLOWER, at Walmart}
{Happy hour at The Hive, drink of choice Five + Dime}
{obsessed with this}
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I’ll be going off the blogging radar for a few weeks. Well, really, probably the everything radar unless I work with you or have specific plans for you. We’re starting a media fast Sunday. (I’m terrified) I’ll be blogging more about that tomorrow. But for now, it’s time for a House of Cards binge before it all begins.
xo xo
What’s in a Happy Hour?
Age 8 – 22: Happy hour consists of two things – Sonic + an obscenely large drink
Before you could drive it was all dependent on whether your parents would take you to happy hour on the way home from school. Those days consisted mostly of Cherry Limeades, Slushies and Ocean Water, before you got into the hard stuff.
Then you get into high school and you either you have cool friends who can drive or an older boyfriend. You have more leeway here than with your parents, able to persuade friends with the promise of an ice cold drink with the best ice ever.
Once you can drive you realize you can go to happy hour whenever you want, but it’s not nearly as much fun by yourself. (see similarities to second happy hour below) So in college when you’re heading home from class or out running errands with your roommates and you see what time it is (2-4pm) it’s a must.
Sonic happy hour to me = summer, sunroof down, loud music, great friends and the hard stuff – a super extra large Diet Coke. It just doesn’t get much better than that.
Age 22 – ?: Happy hour consists of two things – great atmosphere + adult beverage
Before graduating college and getting a 8-5(ish) job, I didn’t understand happy hour. Happy hour is 4-6? What kind of time frame was that? Who wanted to go get a drink at that time? Then I got a job and by the time 5 o’clock rolled around, I totally understood.
I’ll never forget my first “real” happy hour almost two years ago. One of my best friend’s and I started working “real” jobs and met up at a bar in Rogers after work. We felt so adult. It was such a novel idea at the time.
Fast forward two years later and happy hour is an almost weekly staple. I’ve had happy hours with co-workers, girlfriends, college friends, even meeting husband every once in a while. Sometime’s it’s at the Gucci Gas Station, sometimes beautiful patios. For birthdays (see husband’s 25th below), for job celebrations, for just because.
I officially started a standing Monthly Girls Happy Hour in 2013 and so far it’s been a hit. We switch up the place every month and whoever can come comes and can invite whoever. It’s a great way to stay connected and end the workday or workweek.
What is it about happy hour that makes you feel so happy? It might be the atmosphere, it might be the drink (whether Diet Coke or wine), it might be the end of day timing. I really think its all those things combined with the single perfect ingredient – the people you’re with.
xo xo
m.davis xoxo 