Well, we've moved! After 4 great years, Kristen and I decided it was time to say goodbye to our Uptown home. I want to always remember these cute 981 square feet, but more importantly, I never want to forget the memories that made me love this home so much.


Within these walls, we laughed and cried, loved and vented, danced and sang, partied and slept, [kinda] cooked and [sorta] cleaned, made friends and lost friends (bye Felicia). Thanks for the memories, Apt. 250! You were so good to us. 

A Happy Home Meant:
A living room flooded with air mattresses and pool floaties
Taste testing beer, wine and carefully measured cocktails
A full pool on the 4th of July
Late night dance parties with glow sticks
Working from home (aka sitting poolside)
Starbucks dates before work

Most Popular Pics: 
Junk food (not sure how we don't weigh 400 pounds)
Selfies of Kristen and me poolside
My feet and food next to the pool
OOTD mirror pics for mom

Out of Control: 
Our washing machine flooded the kitchen (Sam to the rescue)
A neighbor's pet snake got loose, and Johnny had to kill it
Two vacuums blew up because so. much. hair.

Open Door Policy: our door was always dead bolted shut (safety first), but happily and frequently opened for:
Happy hours
Birthday bashes
OU/TX slumber parties
All of our neighbors
Lots of folks from Oklahoma