halloween

halloween = the perfect excuse to look like a complete goober.

my costume = proof of my point.

The Cheetah hosted a little Halloween gathering to give people a reason to really get decked out this year. As “tweens” of childhood and adulthood, we can’t really go trick-or-treating and we can’t take our kids trick-or-treating because we don’t have kids. Thus, the totally rando costume party ensued. I found lots of joy in seeing everyone’s faces turn as the door would open and a new dressed-up person would arrive.

This year’s Halloween was also a perfect excuse to see lots of my favorite people on a not-so-random week night. Normally we go to bed early, but fun costume parties and fun sophomores and juniors in college kept us young last Wednesday.

Meet…

“Your Mom”

Cow with Pig Tails

Minion from Despicable Me

80’s Skier

Baby

Zombie

Wassup ringlets?

Note: sponge curlers are the bomb.

asheville

cue curvy, mountain road jams.

We [ Becca + Chelcie + Becca + Jenn ] went on a little roadtrip to Asheville, North Carolina to meet our dear friend Cassidy Anne Lewis who has been living in Charlotte since August when she started working with the Fellows.

It was such a refreshing time to laugh and talk and just be with my people. I needed this.

We ate lunch at Early Girl. Grilled pimento cheese–yum in my tum.

We soaked up the fall colors. The yellow trees are my favorite.

We ate even more at The Chocolate Lounge. The name of the place was a dead give away that we’d be close buds.

We were goobers walking around Asheville.

We kept talking about what a babe Chelc is with short hair.

But really…how cute is she?!

I got some good face time with my friend.

She’s real. She’s honest. She’s hilarious. She encourages me. She gets me. She points me to truth.

She’s my friend.
We laughed our butts off at Tupelo Honey. Gahlee. My belly has never been so full.

I’m so thankful for these people who are walking through weird life transitions at the same time as me.

bearden high school. fire up.

B-pump-it-up-pump-it-up-H-S

A few of us Bearden High alum decided it was time to revisit our old stompin’ grounds and return to see the Dawgs play some football this Friday night. It was such a treat!

Here are just a couple of things I made mental notes of…

  • The drum line still gets me going.
  • Coach Carter still yells at boys the same way–hand gestures and all.
  • Middle-schoolers still swamp the track and pay no attention to the game.
  • Mrs. Bean still scares us.
  • The cheers have not changed…nor have they added any new ones.
  • There is still the token boy with the cut-off dress jacket with jorts gettin’ the crowd amped.
  • It’s still great. to be. a. Bearden Bulldog.
  • Bearden students are just as goober-ish as when I was in the student section–note the baby powder bombs.

FACT: These people are the greatest. I am so blessed to have walked with them since walkin’ the halls of good ole BHS.

the latest

In the style of my friend Chelcie, I decided to make a list of a few things that have gone down in the life of Jennifer Campbell.

Spring Fling.

This was, by far, my favorite picture of the night. My seester and my new teammate at Webb. They owned that dance floor, as you can tell. Thankful for my friends at “the Tim” who hosted this super fun fling. I will never, ever turn down a dance party. My new wedges were also thankful for another reason to dress up. Jessie and I also learned that being camera girl at things like this are really fun. No one else is taking pictures, so yours are gold–hence the millions of notifications on Facebook.

Small Group Over-Night

Dinner at Lakeside + Oreos and Milk + Spontaneity with L-Clev + Sleepover at Meggie’s lakehouse = W.O.N.D.E.R.F.U.L

Beyond thankful for these girls that point me to the Truth.

Cinco de Mayo / Graduation Shindig.

In my head, the invitation read as such: “This one goes out to all you people that never had a graduation party. This one’s for YOU!” It was indeed a very fun night. Complete with stick-on mustaches and lots of dips to go with our chips. This particular picture is my favorite because it occurred in delirium after the party ended. Jessie is twirling in her fiesta dress. And I think this was the last picture taken of the red leather couches in the den. (RIP–they are on their way to Flo-Rida with Emma Jane.)

So long, University of Tennessee.

Jessie, Lindsey, I went to Tomato Head to celebrate being done with classes. Our waiter’s shirt said “leave Lindsey a-Lohan” and I treated myself to pizza. We also snapped some solo shots of us with our “I’m done with college and I’m excited about it” faces. And no, my tongue is not pierced in this picture.

Emma’s big move.

This picture was taken right before we dined like queens. Thanks to the Brooks, we ate shrimp, chicken, and steak–all cooked on the grill. I don’t think my body has seen that much protein all year. It was bitter sweet–celebrating her graduation and also knowing she would be moving the next day. I walked through college with this girl from day one. I’m so thankful she’s my friend and I’m so excited for her as she embarks on this new, big-girl adventure!

Welp, I’m walking across the stage tomorrow bright and early. Wish me luck. Maybe I’ll wear a Superman costume under my robe like Grantlyn McCartney.

court of food

West Town Mall Food Court. They foster unique fine dining, I tell ya. The court of food–it sounds so regal. Where else can you find Chick-fil-A, Cajun Cafe, Taco Bell, rando-panini-place, Sbarro, and Cinnabon? It really is a cultural experience. My small group has spent many a Wednesday night stuffing our bellies at the FC before we had our hearts stuffed by L-Clev, our fearless leader.

We were missing two of our peeps, Chelc and Bec, but I snapped a couple of pics when we were there last night to document our last official FC outing…thankfully the mall cops on the segways didn’t have a problem with it, or else I would have been toast.

 

Love these gurrrls.

thirteen-point-one

Yesterday was race day.

(cue “Eye of the Tiger”)

I finished my second half-marathon!

Except this time, I got to run it on familiar streets with sweet friends who encouraged me along the way.

Jessie and I went through our training together: we struggled through long Kingston Pike runs being “those girls” running at 5 o’clock, we climbed mountains when Tyson Park was blocked off, we learned that you have to eat before you run, we laughed so hard we almost peed sometimes, we (I) wanted to cry at points.

I’m so thankful that we were able to do this whole thing together. Plus, I love that Jenna joined us for the big race! (Sidenotee: She probably took 1/3 of the steps I took because her legs are so much longer than mine. Love it.)

After all the training, the big day finally came! Everything we worked for. It’s weird when something so anticipated comes and goes…and you’re left with sore muscles and granny hips.

Here is some of race day in pictures–compliments of Brittany Taylor (roomie) and John Campbell (daddy-o).

This picture was taken right before we headed up the dreaded hill on Nolton. The whole time we ran down the Boulevard, we kept saying, “we’re about to see our friends. we’re about to see our friends…” so needless to say, we were pretty excited when we finally saw BT and Mere!

My Dad took this picture at the top of Nolton. That was probably the best feeling I had the entire day (apart from finishing). There were so many familiar faces as we ran up the hill. So many cheers and smiles and “you’re almost there”s and  even Kelly Clarkston music. I was dreading that part of the race, but it ended up being one of my favorite moments. Normally I just look down and try my best to chug it up a gigantically long hill, but this time I loved looking around and seeing the faces that were on my team–even if I didn’t know them.

I can literally hear my sigh of relief. Definitely loved this feeling. I loved that the three of us crossed the finish line together…and, BONUS, we got to run across the 50 yard line.

I love this picture. I love that we looked up and saw people who support us. I love that moments are meant to be shared with people. And I love Jessie’s arm in this picture.

My partner in crime for this endeavor. Love you, Jessie!

baby we were young

Got a little mathematical equation for ya:

Cafe 4 + The Dirty Guvs + 4 friends =

People watching

Delicious food and even better company.

Dancing x 100

Laughter. The limit does not exist.

Thanks, sweet Becca, for bringing us along to enjoy your Christmas present along side of you!

i heart today

jesus knows me, this i love.

I read alot about love this morning.

That according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith–that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may have strength to comprend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ that surpasses knowledge, that you may be filled with all the fullness of God. Ephesians 3

In this is love, not that we have loved God but that he loved us…So we have come to know and to believe the love that God has for us. God is love, and whoever abides in love abides in God, and God abides in him…There is no fear in love, but perfect love casts out fear…We love because he first loved us. 1 John 4

“We’ve been more than noticed. God has pursued us from father than space and longer ago than time…If God is the Pursuer, the Ageless Romancer, the Lover, then there has to be a Beloved, one who is Pursued. This is our role in the story.” The Sacred Romance

Oh to be loved by Jesus! I am infinitely loved. And not just today.

And even though Valentine’s Day is a holiday created by Hallmark and Hershey’s, I think it’s one of the greatest inventions of all time. Love me some hearts, candy, flowers, red & pink, chocolate covered strawberries, and Rom-Coms. May today and everyday we know and believe that we are loved and pursued by Love himself!

celebrate

Saturday was a day of celebration.

I slept til 11. Whoa baby. Reason #1 to celebrate. Woke up refreshed and rested. Knowing it was a new day. And ate some yogurt + granola + strawberries. YUM.

I got to celebrate Toni, a fellow Webb Young Life teammate, and her birthday with several friends that afternoon. We surprised her with balloons, flowers, and a special little present to let her know how much we love and appreciate her. It was so sweet to catch up with friends I hadn’t spent time with in quite a while!  Loved every minute of just chillin’ out in a warm house at the Lawler residence.

Then I was able to celebrate one of my bestest friends, Rebecca Marshall Cox, and her 22nd year-o-living her life. Rocking it old school, we went to Silver Spoon and laughed so hard. Our waiter, Spencer, had his hands full to say the least. Then we got together with a bunch of girls (+ a few token boys) and danced our hearts out at a little gem of a place called Sassy Ann’s as requested by the Birthday Girl! It was such a fun night. I’m so thankful to have these girls to walk through life with.

beautiful birthday girl, rockin' her new do.

extreme

This week, Extreme Makeover Home Edition ventured over to Knoxville to help out the Watson family and build them a new house. Mama Watson is the founder of the Restoration House which reaches out to women and families who have been victims of abuse. Not only are they building a new house for the Watson’s, but they are also building a facility where these families will live.

So naturally, some of my bffs and I went to the parade where they revealed to the family that they had been chosen out of all the applicants! It was super exciting. So many highfives, cheers, and fist pumps were given out at this feux-Thanksgiving parade. (It doesn’t air til then so ABC is going to fool the American public into thinking it was Novermber.) I’m pumped for this family and I’m pumped that Knoxville got to be a part of it and that we got to give them high fives to show them our support in a small way.

Even though we didn’t see Ty, we did see the infamous bus of which it is chanted “MOVE THAT BUS”…and that was enough for us.