Mt. Vernon

Okay, I have made like 5 posts today, which is probably more than I have made in an entire year. This is Mt. Vernon, George Washington's epic estate. It was cool. No more words; just pictures this time. Blogging is hard.

Georgetown Cupcake

I am one of those annoying girls who is way into overpriced cupcakes. But for good reason—they are so tasty! I would probably classify myself as a connoisseur of sorts because I’ve tried them from all over the country—no lie. Georgetown Cupcake is hands down the best I’ve ever been to, but C’MON!

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No cupcake is ever worth THAT LINE. Unbelievable.

4th of July

No, I did not see Barry Obama on the 4^th. But I did skip church to watch the parade go down Constitution Avenue! Unfortunately, God cursed me with the worst heat and humidity in the entire world. I still have the red neck to prove that the sun obliterated everyone who has pinky mouse skin, like yours truly.

We spent the rest of the day wandering around the Folk Life Festival at the National Mall and took naps and played games under the trees in front of the Capital. Pretty swell.

Meg, looking beautiful and approving of the heat. Me, looking sick and melting.

You can't see him, but man-baby David Archuletta is singing the national anthem in this picture.

Haha, I take the worst pictures. It was a lot more stunning in person, believe me.

Movies in the Park

There is an outdoor movie festival every Friday night in the Rosslyn area of DC and this summer the theme is 90s movies! Over the summer classic masterpieces such as Clueless, Happy Gilmore, and Office Space were shown. A couple months back (yeah, I never blog), I finally went with some friends not knowing which movie was playing, but with 90s movies, how could you go wrong?

Well, it went wrong. Very, very wrong.

Out of all the potentially great movies they could have shown, they played the movie that probably plays on repeat in Hell: BIO DOME. Starring Pauly Shore and Stephen Baldwin. Ugh. Pauly Shore movies are the worst and yet I spent my entire childhood watching one after another. Blame it on Comedy Central for playing Encino Man every Saturday afternoon for seven years straight. Somehow, though, I never had the displeasure of watching BIO DOME until that unfortunate Friday night at the park.

I didn’t laugh once. I never even heard a chuckle come out of the audience. Even the people who were obviously high sitting behind us knew it was bogus. I think we all hated ourselves at the end for staying the entire time.

Not even the beautiful scenery could distract from Pauly Shore's douche-baginess.

At least Meg and I got to fulfill a childhood dream: kissing Kevin McAllister.