Scandalous 2.5 Robo Bucket List Check Off

Oh hello there!

So, I promise I have a reason for not posting in 8 days. I had a big Saturday and yes I realize that it is now Thursday and that it didn't take me this long to recover, but I'm going to pretend because I'm still not sleeping well.

Believe me today's post is totally worth the wait! Why? Well I'll freaking tell you why:

I get to check 2.5 things off my Robo Hip Bucket List!!!!

Yes that is correct, 2.5 things all done in one day! At first I thought it was just 1.5, but the other 1 slipped right in.


The first thing - ok, half a thing - I get to check off is the second half of #40: Go to a farmers or flea market! On Saturday afternoon I met up with Sarah for a bit of antiquing. We ended up in the older section of Roswell that has a bunch of eclectic stores, one of which is The Canton Street Flea Market (BOOM, Flea Market). 


Now you may thing "Hey that's not a real flea market! It's a store!". Well friends, you are wrong. Inside this store is I want to say 150 different stalls from different sellers. Each stall had their own little niche, from sterling silver earrings, to old toys, to player pianos! While I didn't end up buying anything, Sarah got three books - one of which was a book about Madame Curie in French..because Sarah speaks French.


After shopping we walked a few blocks to eat at a restaurant named The Fickle Pickle. Yes, that may be the best restaurant name ever. Sarah told me that there was a huge pickle out front and she didn't lie! We ended up sharing an order of fried pickles (if you haven't had these please find/make them) and I had a fried green tomato burger. It was delicious and filling and yum.

When my foray into flea markets and pickles with Sarah was over, I headed down to Bill's apartment. From there we headed over to The Buckhead Theatre to see a concert in which Kelly's a capella group was joining one of the bands. Yup, this is the second thing on my list, #4: go to a concert.


Normally I wouldn't count Kelly's a capella concerts as one to check this off (mostly because I'm seated the whole time and I just I don't know...don't be mad Kelly I love you), but this concert featured 3 different bluegrass-y bands. The a capella group, Nothin' But Treble, joined the headline, Seven Handle Circus, on stage for a few of the songs and the girls of the group (and the boys of SHC) blew the room off of the venue. Sorry for the blurry photo, but we were further back in the crowd. I have a video of them singing, but I need to make sure the pure awesomeness didn't overload my iPhone microphone before I upload it for you all.


When the concert ended, the boys announced that we were all invited to Peachtree Tavern (P. Tav) for their after party. And this is where my last check off comes, #33: go to the bars. I have been to the bars downtown since making the list, but being the DD I didn't count it as a reason to cross it off the list. While at the bar I enjoyed a beer, two rum and cokes, and during last call Kelly, Bethany, and I enjoy a shot. That's more than I've had to drink in a while and I was definitely feeling tipsy after the shot. 


But, before this shot happened another new experience happened in the life of Jessica. Out of no where a guy came over and pulled me up onto the dance floor. I am...awkward...very awkward. In fact, sometimes my friends rate my social interactions by how awkward I am. Well point being I danced with this boy, Bret or Brent - it was loud, for a song in a way people dance in bars...which is not my usual white girl point and shimmy kind of dance. I don't mind dancing really, I mean I kick ass at Dance Central for Xbox, but I think it was the drunken strange that made me feel odd. I'll just have to find a guy friend to dance with me at a bar and see if it's different.


The last thing I did that night was enjoy a goldfish burger. Let me tell you, I've had this $3 food cart burger sober and now tipsy and it just gets better every damn time. It's a simple burger with cheese, your choice of a few toppings, and goldfish (the cracker) and it's fucking delicious, so delicious that the fucking was needed. It's just a fantastic burger, but the goldfish give it pizzaz. I'd say try to make it at home, but just adding goldfish to any burger won't do...so what I'm really saying is let's go to the bars near it and then have one. Good? Good.



Now that I've written this up, I'm going to pop over to my list and cross out those 2.5 things. I think since I'm starting to cross stuff off that you guys should suggest some more. I feel like if I try and do one thing a week it'll snap me out of my odd sleeping habits and funk. 


See you and your ideas later!
Jessica