weekend shweekend

So it's officially Fall...and obviously I had to buy my first pumpkin spice latte of the season, because well, I am a blogger and a white girl that loves yoga pants and all things 'fall'.

Although, Oregon decided to skip Autumn and go straight to the dead of winter evidently. We have had wind, rain, rain, wind, and more rain. Which really I didn't complain that much about because I spent most of my weekend on the couch being sickie. I did venture out of the house a few times and it is a good thing I just happened to buy these Hunter boots on sale at Nordstrom rack earlier in the week so I could get my puddle stomp on if need be.

On sale for 49 dollars, how could I not buy?!!! .... What I probably could should have stayed away from were these beauties that were also on sale. 

Hear me out though.  Both boots total were 100 dollars less than the original price of the Fryes. It had to be done. And, even more so, I have been lusting after these Melissa Button Fryes for what feels like a decade. Ask Brad, I send him the link every week telling him I need them in my life. They are investment and now I will quit wasting my money on cheaper boots I am unhappy with. 

Anyway, enough about boots. Here is the rest of my weekend in photos. Attempted to go to the Timbers game, probably a horrible idea for my cold, had a huge coughing attack when the Timbers scored and I tried to cheer for them. 

But hey, at least my braid looked cute?

Last, but not least, I got to be a model in a photo shoot this weekend. I will share more details later when the photos are done, but let's just say, I wore a lot of red lipstick and I NEVER wear lipstick. 

Linked up with Sami for Shenanigans , per usual.

Cheers! 

<3 BB

an update of sorts

So, you know my little sister, the one I talk about a lot that is growing up too fast and I love her blah, blah, blah....This one. Well, I am mad at that betch, because I am pretty sure she has gotten me sick. Saw her on Monday night and she was sick and last night I went to bed with a tiny bit of a cough, nothing crazy, but then....then I woke up in the middle of the night with the world's sorest throat. (I probably should have called Guinness, because I know it was a record).

Womp...

Womp...

Womp.

This better not get any worse. Ain't nobody got time for this.

In other updates in Brooke's life, started my second week of physical therapy for my knee. Good news: I really like my PT, she used to run track at Penn State and she knows her PT stuff when it comes to my knee and the problems that are leading to the pain (long story short, it's not my knee that is the cause of the problem - it's my glutes and hips). The bad news: for how strong I am, all my stabilizer and small muscles are pretty much nonexistent. She basically told me I have the glute strength of a 12 year old girl and a lot of the simple exercises are really hard for me. It's quite embarrassing and humbling at the same time. I don't like it. 

She also said I probably need to take it a little easier with my workouts right now to get the inflammation in my IT band down...but I don't wanna! Hopefully spin class won't make it hurt tonight, because I am going either way.....

So yeah, basically I am a horrible excuse for a human who is sick and dying and weak. Great. 

Thanks a lot, life. Okay, I am being dramatic. I will stop now. 

<3 BB