The Sparkle Sisters Take Lexington

So, fun fact: I was in a band when I was nine. A singing group called The Sparkle Sisters. There were three of us. Only one was my actual sister, the other one was my friend Callie. And it wasn't a real band, we just liked to pretend. It was great though; all the fun of being famous with none of the drama. Well, actually, some of the drama, and actually, not all of the fun, because we weren't really famous. Just disillusioned.

Regardless of how much fame and fortune we may have possessed in a past life, Callie and her family have remained our dear friends throughout the years, and this weekend, the Sparkle Sisters reunited for food, fun and memories.

We started our jaunt with dinner at Joe Bologna's, a fabulous local italian place inside an old church

This was really my favorite part of the trip. When you've been friends with someone for 11 years there are alot of shared memories, and we spent the evening very joyously and raucously recalling old escapades and amusing mishaps.

Oh you know, just capturing the moment. The words, "Guys, act candid so I can get pictures for my blog" definitely never passed my lips.

We stayed the night in a nice hotel and melted our faces off in the hot tub. This one I did try to pose. Clearly, I failed. "Hey guys, let's be really awkward for this one!" is what I said. I appear to be succeeding, but apparently Callie wasn't emotionally ready and it looks like Elizabeth panicked and went into "Broadway starlet posing for headshots" mode.

Here are some of my attempts to be an artsy photographer at our Cracker Barrel breakfast the next morning. It's hard to be artsy at Cracker Barrel.

I stood on my chair to take this picture. Several of the old lady patrons had attacks of the vapors due to my indiscretion.

Before I end this post, it's important that I share one last thing: the thing you must understand about Callie, is that you can't ever truly understand Callie. I'd like to further illustrate my point with some of her more memorable quotations from this trip:

"If you want to eat cat and get food poisoning, that's fine with me, go right ahead."

"I understand that your Gucci purse may be knock-off."

"I could dress up as a cat and ride a horse down Castle Boulevard!"

And, most poignant of all:

"You can't tax cheese."