Thursday, November 29, 2012


No no no calm down, not across the country again. And not out of the parental unit's casa...yet! (I know, I know it was only supposed to be temporary, as I say this one year later.
I really should have told you months ago. I moved to a new domain. 
I figured since my followers were...Mom, Dad, Country Man, Country Man's mother, grandmother, cousin and brother, that the move would be safe. However, I noticed I've lost some readership along the way. And also some writership. Is that a word? Nope, it's not, I just got the red squiggly line indicating that it is not. What I mean is that I haven't been writing as much, because designing your personally hosted site, is A LOT harder than simply posting from the Blogger platform. I am still new to the world of blogging, and teaching myself along the way, but I'll admit I may have been a little hasty in my move. As I am with many things in life...but somehow I always pull through. 

Thank you for all of my readers who have praised my writing style, it is definitely encouraging. I hope that you come visit me and continue to leave comments at my new home. I look forward to seeing you there. 

Now, GO, quit hanging around this old space! You're missing all my Southern adventures.

love ya!

Wednesday, August 22, 2012


For those of you who didn't catch up with me earlier today, I was super motivated to workout after the downward spiral last week. So, at 5:30pm I leave the office, head to the gym, change clothes, use the restroom, attempt to wash my hands and....
Smash my finger into the soap dispenser. 
Yes, with enough force to break my nail in half, cause an immediate blood blister to form and blood oozing beneath the nail (graphic sorry). 
No, I was not angry and trying to smash innocent soap dispensers.
Really I'm just a klutz. This is something you will learn about me. 
I shrieked a little, the woman next to me looked over, saw the blood and didn't even ask if I was okay!! That is NOT the Southern charm I've been talking about lady.
 But then she definitely gave me strange looks when instead of washing it off I took about 5 pictures. 
"Oh don't worry lady, I am a blogger! Yea, a blogger! Its all for the sake of the blog! 
Oh wait, you weren't worried anyway, were you!"
I didn't actually say that. I just gave her a creepy look and told her I'm a vampire.
A vampire who puts Snoopy bandaids on her cuts. 
It was still throbbing, despite Lucy's smiling face on my thumb. 
But, I was determined for the Yolates class!
(yoga + pilates = yolates, for my slow learners...I still love you)
I'm slow too, in different ways.
This was my second time doing the class, which is actually called Centergy at my gym, but Yolates sounds so much cooler, doesn't it?
The first time, I looked much like a dying seagull, not a graceful swan; because not only am I klutzy, I am also very NON-flexible. However, this is something I'm trying to fix, especially because one day I think it would be cool to own a Yolates studio. Maybe I should learn how to do it first though, just a thought. 
Honestly, I'm just really drawn to the culture of it, which maybe explains why I wore this Eco Yoga shirt...
If I'm going to look like a dying seagull instead of a blooming lotus flower scorpion firefly downward dog, I should at least attempt to dress the part. 
I've honestly had this shirt forever, I got it at Whole Foods a couple years ago. 
Yes, guilty - I bought a shirt at Whole Foods while I supposed to be "grocery shopping." 
Doesn't everyone spend WAYYY too much money every time they step foot in Whole Foods or is that just me?? Between the salad bar, organic ice-cream, craft beer selection and natural beauty products, I'm done for. (Pssstt...Karen, hook me up with the employee discounts ;)
One day, don't you worry though, I will not only be dressed like a Yogi guru, but I'll be doing this!
Whose the dying seagull now?!

And Country Man will be doing this!
But, he won't grow his hair like that....

and maybe just maybe one day I won't be such a klutz. 

XOXO Love, your dying seagull yolates vampire


Have you ever had one of those days where you are SO motivated to workout (you even pack gym clothes in your car in the morning!) but then it seems like the world is against your good and healthy motives? That happened to me last week when my "workout routine" went something like this.

4:00pm - check the gym class schedule and vow to go to the 5:30pm Spin Class
5:35pm - reading emails, "Crap! What time is it??"
5:36pm - check the gym class schedule AGAIN and vow to go to the 6:30 Pilates class
5:50pm - "Hello Boss....why are you back in the office, I thought you left for the day?"
6:45pm - "Goodbye Boss" Grrrrrr!!!!
6:50pm - Driving home I decide that I still have time for a run around the lake.
7:00pm - Change into workout clothes, SO MOTIVATED!
7:05pm - "Hello Mother, is that wine you are drinking? May I taste it?
7:10pm - "So, this is cheap wine from Walmart? Pretty good. You drank this whole bottle already?" Oh, you used it in your cooking, SUUURRRE!

7:15pm - "Mom, should I go for a run?" Secretly hoping she says, "No honey, lets drink wine and watch bad reality TV."
7:16pm - Mom says, "Sure honey, if you want to. Dinner won't be ready until after 8 anyway."
7:17pm - Take a swig of wine, "Do you want to run with me?"
Mom: "Umm, no, do you ever see me run?"
Me: "Fine, do you want to walk with me?"
7:25 - Headed to the lake with my mom for a nice evening stroll!
Go Momma Go!
So, my workout plan backpedaled from:
Spin Class --> Pilates --> Running --> Wine drinking --> Walking --> Dinner

Has this ever happened to you??

Well, you know what, I was glad that it did because I got to enjoy some quality time with the Madre and this beautiful sunset!

Me and the Madre
baaahhhh yikes! good thing I gots my hairs did!
See...when you are strolling slowly you can take better pictures. 

But, today I really am going to the gym! I have my workout clothes in the car! Yolates here I come!
yoga + pilates = yolates (just FYI, i'm not crazy)

And I won't become a chunky monkey like my sister's pretty kitty. 
Meet Puka.
He is pretty
and very fat
and cross-eyed.

I'll let you know how the yolates goes!