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All It Takes is a Sick Day

Busy busy busy. I feel that’s all I can tell people when they ask me how I’m doing. That answer just saves time when I don’t want to go into detail.

Going into detail:

– My office moved recently, so my commute is about an hour one way.

– I am in the market to purchase a new car, so that includes research, test driving, comparing, budgeting, and more research.

– My house is the home base for my husband’s band. This means practice, gear storage, recording, mixing, writing, jamming, all the above. Thankfully his band mates are my mates and don’t make fun of me when I’m in my pjs wandering the house during practice and look goofy.

– Traveling!!! I want to go out and see places. We have been out of state twice in the last month.

– Pets. They are our babies and need love and attention.

– Fitness. I’ve gotten into it in a big, bad way. I joined the gym at work and run at home. I work out 5-7 times a week for 30-90 minutes each workout.

– Personal projects. I love doing projects and always have stuff going on.

– Cooking/housework/personal life. I try, really hard.

– The random fire that needs to be put out. Being an adult means things are never boring. As much as you need them to be sometimes.

So in general, if I’m not working on something, I feel that I’m wasting time. This has become a problem, because I apparently don’t take time to relax. That changed today. I woke up at 5 am with the sorest throat I’ve ever had. It hurt so bad to swallow that the pain would extend to my ears. When my ears are affected by any illness inspired symptom, I know I’m in pretty bad shape. It’s my own warning sign. At 8 I took my temperature. I naturally run a couple degrees cooler than the average 98.6, so having a temperature above that of any kind is rare for me. Today was going to be a productive day full of adventur around Fort Worth. Instead I had a fever, sore throat, and an achy body. I stayed in bed, drank my weight in fluids, depended on IB Profin, and drank even more orange juice (my go to remedy for sore throats). As I felt better on and off, I wanted to go for a run or workout or do anything productive. Don’t worry, I didn’t. I needed to chill, relax, and get better. Looking back on the day, I’d say it was a wonderful day. Yes, I felt miserable, but I relaxed and didn’t feel bad about it (well, I felt like a lazy bum at first, but eventually got over that). Yes I could have worked more on my fitness, cooked a new meal, worked on a project, or a hundred other things, but my body was like “dude, we are done”.

My day did include

– Hours of Hulu with SNL and Face Off.

– Naps

– Cuddles from my cat

– Seriously, so much orange juice

– Mission Impossible 2, 3, and Ghost Protocol.

So I guess it took a personal sick day to get me to realize that taking a break and relaxing is just as wonderful as being super productive. Also, my body better get well asap cause I have a hankering for a good run (good for me, I’m not a runner. More of a jogger gasping for air. But every minute I run means I’m getting that much better for when the zombies come and chase us all around.).

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The Roller Coaster of my Fitness

Since Nick proposed in September a few years ago, I’ve had a lifestyle change when it comes to what I eat. At first, I wanted to eat right and exercise for the wedding. It was a great motivator, to be able to fit into the wedding dress. Before the wedding, I dropped 15 pounds. Then, I got married, went on a honeymoon, and ignored the idea of eating right. I mean, how often will I ever get to visit Hawaii (our honeymoon location) and enjoy such delicious foods?

The next stage of my personal fitness was inspired by how well I felt when eating well and exercising and the excitement of pants fitting right. So until about last October, I ate right for the sake of eating right. Then, I decided I wanted to do another push. I wanted this summer to be the first summer I wouldn’t try to hide when wearing summer clothes. I wanted to finally be able to look at pictures when I’m tagged in them and be happy about how I look. Since then, I have done one and a half rounds of P90X, dropped another five pounds, and now have muscles I’ve never known existed.

I was doing really well eating right and being good to my body and things were paying off. My skin has been clearer (I have an angry history with acne), sleeping was more restful, and I felt good about how I looked. Then, the splurging started to occur more often, the exercising was less intense, and this last week (and especially the weekend) I just ate what I wanted, as much as I wanted, and fell off that health kick. Sure it was fun, and tasty, but it was not helpful at all towards my goal. I feel that I needed this kick in the pants. I’d been running out of motivation. But after a few days of eating what I wanted and have been craving, I don’t feel as great as when I eat right. I’m relearning that it doesn’t pay off for me.  I’m ready to jump back into the game! I’m ready to eat right, exercise hard, and get ready for summer!

For the next month there will be no more splurging (as much as humanly possible): I will aspire to eat super healthy, to give my body what it needs, try new tasty recipes to avoid boredom, and to exercise better and more intensely. Looking back on my health habits the past year, I feel better, do better, and am just an overall most positive version of myself when I eat right.

Tonight, my husband and I will do a run in our neighborhood. I love and hate running. I hate it because I am not a runner. I don’t have the talent or endurance one needs to outrun a zombie hoard or win a marathon. It hurts everywhere and all I can do is concentrate on breathing. I love it because I can feel it working. I can feel myself getting stronger. I get to be away from any television or computer screen and I get to enjoy the beautiful neighborhood we are living in. Also, to distract myself from what I’m doing, Nick just tells stories and I love that he is a talker. I’ve also noticed that my ability to run has improved by like 300%. I use to be that person who would run for 30 seconds and be done.

So basically, I’m rededicating myself to eating right and being fit. Yes there will be splurge days in the future. But for the next month, the goal is to avoid those. Just hit the reset button and get a strong foundation with it.

Also, I’m glad I’ve made this decision now, because my pants still fit. That means I didn’t wait until it was too late. Lol

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Mushy Feely

Sometimes I see a Pin on Pinterest or something on Facebook that makes me think about my wedding. It’s insane that I’m married. It’s such a HUGE decision, choosing who to spend the rest of your life with in Holy Matrimony. I’m super lucky to have found the guy that I did.

The thing that gets me is that I’m old enough to make those kind of decisions. It’s one of those things that you think about for years and can’t believe when it’s actually happened. Sometimes I look at Nick and think “I’m married to this guy! Holy cow!” I made that immense decision. We did all the planning, had the big day, and survived it.

I think I’m just taken aback often at the fact that one of the biggest decisions in my life, and best events, has already happened. I would love to live it again. To get to be a bride, with the lovely dress, the wedding hair, the flowers, all of it. It’s like one of those things that you are looking forward to so much that it is painful. When it is happening, it is exciting, amazing, but going by too quickly. Then, it is over and you are relived, but sad to see it go. Happily you have the memories and mementos, but I would do it all over again.

In a heart beat.

Well maybe not all the crazy planning, but the day, yes. And of course the honeymoon.

Life has been a most excellent adventure since then, as we venture forth, Nick and I against the world.

I think my next big wedding related goal is to go to a Vegas Wedding/Renewal of the Vows. And if by some miracle I get to dress up as Princess Leia or something, that would be amazing. BUT if I got to officiate in any way, like as Elvis, I think my life would be complete. And I would cry from the shear joy at such an amazing event.

Hint Hint, please someone do a Vegas Wedding and invite me.

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Intermissions

I have a lot of stuff going on recently. A lot of projects in the works, finishing up, or marinating in my mind space. Until the things on my “to do” list switch to my “to done list” and I can tell you about them, enjoy these recent photos of life.

Spoiled Ladies

The girls are handling the random changing of weather like pros, even if they are spoiled rotten with their heat lamp for the cold nights and fan for the hot days. They follow me when I go to the backyard to check on them, and sometimes it is a bit unsettling. I feel like they are plotting things against me, so I make sure to keep their food and water well stocked. That way I’m more of a necessity to their lives, and I can continue to steal their eggs.

Judging you

Jaydee is getting super cuddly as the weather gets cooler. He also let’s me know how important he is, when he needs to be fed, and how displeased he is when I give attention to other animals.

Fall colors have been exploding around here. I don’t remember the trees showing so many great colors for any amount of time in previous years before going bald for winter. Maybe I wasn’t paying attention in years past. Whatever it is, it’s pleasant and makes me hopeful for a good winter.

Possibly the best update is that Christmas decorations are going up. Nick and I are slowly growing our holiday collections of decorations, and this year it’s looking good. I’m trying to keep from stocking up on more lights and things, but it might be a losing battle.

I hope everyone has been having a great week so far and had an excellent start to the holidays during Thanksgiving.

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Delicious Thrifting

This past weekend I ventured out with two lovely ladies on a most successful brunch and shopping date.

We started out the day at Cafe Brazil in Deep Ellum. The area has such colorful and vibrant buildings, art, and potential. I know the city has taken great steps to making it a more friendly and interesting place, and it is paying off. I hope more businesses and people come so it can become a mini Austin for us DFW residents to enjoy. Especially local food restaurants.

I’m still day dreaming about my delicious veggie breakfast tacos and sweet potato fries.

That tasty treasure fueled me throughout our entire day of browsing, window shopping, and purchasing. I am almost always overwhelmed at stores and malls, and leave the place exhausted with some crankiness. Not Saturday. I think it was due to the food and company.

We traveled down the street to Lulu B’s store. I had been once before, but saw all new things this time around. If I wasn’t trying to save money for some serious Christmas shopping and trying to de-clutter my junk, I would have left with tons of great finds. Instead, I took some pictures.

Can you tell how much I love mugs? My husband and I have a somewhat goofy and nice collection.

After Lulu B’s, we drove out to the Galleria in Dallas. No photos were taken. Just lots and lots of walking, avoiding the tons of shoppers, and enjoying all the stores that a humongous mall houses.

Delicious day of food, thrifting, and shopping = success

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More Random Thoughts … and Trains

Apparently I’ve started taking way less photos, therefore there have been less posts with imagery and more using my ramblings. Or maybe my photos are not very good and mostly about the same subjects as before (like my cat and chickens).

Anyways, I have discovered a new comforting thing in my life since we moved to the new house. The sound of trains. The only time a train isn’t comforting is when it is blocking you on your way to work, or anywhere you are trying to get to. But the sound of a distant train has become calming to me.

Growing up, my family had a ping pong table. I’m not sure why, or how we got it, because I don’t remember ever playing on it. I do, however, remember turning it into a train set. Every year, before Christmas, we would set up the train set in front of the Christmas tree. To call it a train set might be an understatement. It was built out of the top of a ping pong table and was thick and heavy. Maybe it wasn’t a ping pong table, that might just be how I am remembering it. Whatever it was, it was huge, and bulky, and hurt when someone clumsy like me would run into it. But I loved it.

We started with just an awesome train that you could control using a light switch that was attached to the board. It was the kind of light switch that you turned clockwise to turn on, and counterclockwise to turn off. In our case, if you turned it right, the train would move forward. Turning it all the way to the left, the train would go in reverse. The middle setting would make the train stop.

We added new parts and details to the set every year, eventually creating a town. A barn was put in, a shopping strip, the barn animals (I remember really liking the chickens), houses, and a bridge. One year we found the perfect people to add to our set. We even painted the grass and rivers on as we progressed.

Eventually we moved on from the train set. Out grew it or forgot about it, not sure which.

Skip forward a decade and some years and trains came back into my life. A loud train would wake me up in my dorm often at nights my first few weeks of college. It drove me nuts. Why would anyone blast a train horn super early in the morning? College kids nearby are sleeping! Randomly, that annoyance became a comfort. I enjoyed hearing the train whistle. Not sure how something that enraged you one night can become a comfort the next.

I heard the train throughout college randomly on nights and it would send that feeling into my chest of home and safety. It hasn’t been until moving into this new house that I realize, I have missed that sound. I haven’t heard it since college and apartment living. There is a train near my new house and it is vocal. Just last night I heard what I can only describe as a caterwauling between two trains. Maybe it is just nice closure for the enjoyment of that bulky homemade train set.

Now that I’ve gotten some train thoughts out of my head, maybe I’ll start taking non-terrible pictures again. Who knows! The next post could be about mismatched socks. My brain tends to do what it wants.

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Made for Walking

I’ve always been a homebody. I love being at home. Growing up, I would complain on long car trips and vacations. I’m thinking these were just the inherit problems of being a young child with a huge imagination and some neat toys. I wanted to be at home playing, not in the car on a family adventure. Sure I had a good time when we got to where we were going, but how was I suppose to expect that to happen? I also could not keep up with my Mom during trips. She is a walker and could walk in circles around me. I would walk ahead quickly just so I could find a bench to sit on until the family caught up and I would have to get up again. Lazy!

Then, college and life happened.

I walked everywhere on campus during those four years and found that I really enjoyed the freedom of traveling by foot. It gave me time to think about random stuff, get some exercise, or just let my mind wander. I also rediscovered my inner child, who went hiding on and off throughout high school. My imagination is still a prevalent part of my personality today. As I got through college, and onto the real world, my walking has decreased and I miss it. I know it is a small thing, but it was an enjoyable activity. Also, the thought of being a hobbit with a goal to destroy a ring of power and having a long journey that was both difficult and rewarding crossed my mind during long walks.

Traveling has been a huge theme as well. I do still really enjoy being at home, even though I have moved every year since I started college in 2006. Dorms, switching apartments, two different rental homes – yikes. Somehow, they do eventually feel like home. The thing with this homebody is, I just want to travel! We have taken a ton of trips our first year of being married, and I want to do more. I drive through the airport everyday to and from work, and the toll it is taking on me is a huge desire for adventure.

Until the next plane trip, which is not anytime soon, I’m thinking a few road trips are in order. Austin is calling my name … or my tummy for delicious food. When Nick and I take long car rides, I am surprised at how the inner child, who handled them poorly in the past in my opinion, gets over it and enjoys herself. Instead of wishing for the driving time to be over and past, I enjoy the time it takes to get to places. If you wish all of the in between time were over, you would end up wishing half your life away. Instead we usually start off the trip by listening to Brad Neely’s Wizard People Dear Readers and giggle.

This random stream of consciousness is mostly an outpouring of my joy at rediscovering an impatient inner child who has learned to enjoy long walks and car rides. Uh oh, now this sounds like a singles get to know you thing. Hi, my name is Katie. I like long walks, car rides, dinosaurs, and cats.

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Achievement Unlocked

Nick and I celebrated our one year wedding anniversary recently. The actual anniversary was on a Monday, but why celebrate on a Monday, when you can celebrate an entire weekend?

We kicked off the weekend with some absolutely delicious sushi. We both love sushi and treated ourselves to some fancy pants rolls.

Saturday, a glorious cool front blew in, so I made pumpkin English muffin egg sandwiches while Nick bought us coffee. We enjoyed eating breaking outside watching our chickens be silly.

We planned on going to a viewing area at the airport that early afternoon for a picnic and watch the planes land and takeoff, but the never ending construction and traffic in DFW stopped us in our tracks. The picnic was relocated to our own backyard, which turned out to be perfect. Instead of having ants at our picnic, we had two very curious chickens.

That evening, we did a super fun photoshoot with Mel. We smiled, showed off our tiny family, and even tried some lighting techniques and silly poses. Can’t wait to see all the photos and how they turned out!
The last day of our weekend was FAIR DAY! We practically opened and almost closed the state fair and my feet were sore! The weather was super cold, which was perfect. I did turn my scarf into a head and neck scarf combination that did wonders to keep my ears warm. We devoured so much food that day, saw some great shows, and enjoyed watching the fair come to life as it got dark.

funnel cake!

couldn’t resist the rooster riding a dragon float

gorgeous

looks like jamie hyneman to me

All in all, it was an awesome and laid back successful anniversary weekend. Our first year of being married has been intense and busy with tons of changes. We went on three trips out of state, moved, I changed jobs, and tons of other small changes here and there. Our latest development is a brand new bed! Kitty approves, I have to fight him nightly for my spot on it.

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“I’m an Adult”

This is a bit of a break from the lighthearted, picture driven posts I usually make. I’ve been facing a decision lately that I really don’t want to deal with, but I’m putting on my big girl pants and dealing with it.

But first, a little back story:

In middle school I went through braces just like most awkward, coming of age preteens do. The difference, I had two bars on either side of my mouth, called a herbst appliance, put in along with full top and bottom braces at once. The goal was to bring my bottom jaw forward. I already had straight teeth, the braces were to keep them from moving around and to help with the jaw alignment we were shooting for. It was no fun. Talking was difficult for a while, eating was a chore, and the bars would cause my mouth to get stuck open at inconvenient times. A year later, the bars were taken out, and I had just the braces for a year and a half. The day I got my braces out, my orthodontist told me, “Your teeth will never be perfect.” I didn’t understand how much truth were in his words, but I was pleased to get rid of the metal.

In 2006, I went to get my wisdom teeth removed. I found out I had another crazy adventure to go through where my teeth were concerned. I had two normal wisdom teeth, a pocket of calcium that could turn into a tooth one day, and a monster wisdom tooth. The two normal ones were removed, or should I say chiseled and drilled out. The calcium deposit was removed, leaving a temporary hole to my nasal cavity. Feeling air pass between your mouth and nasal area when breathing with your mouth closed is interesting, but not as fun as trying not to sneeze for two weeks as the hole closed itself up.

The monster tooth was the main problem.

I have been missing a molar on the bottom left side of my jaw my entire life. It just never showed up to the party. That is a problem. Your top teeth and bottom teeth need life partners so when you chew or close your mouth, they have someone to hang out with. This prevents them from growing super long and creepy. With a missing molar, my top molar had no partner. Call in the monster wisdom tooth! (I call it a monster because it is huge. I like to think it absorbed the missing molar osmosis style.) The idea was to bring this wisdom tooth in to take the place of the missing molar. Problem solved! Or not…

They took jaw bone out to help the tooth come in. They also attached one side of a chain to the tooth (that was still in my gums) and the other side of the chain to the nearest molar. This way, they could pull the tooth in if needed. This means, before the tooth erupted, there was a creepy chain just coming out of my gums. It was painful, uncomfortable, and pretty terrible.

The wisdom tooth finally came in late 2010, the chain was removed, and most of the glue. There was much rejoicing, but it didn’t last long. In the past year, the tooth has continued to come in, but with pain on and off. The monster tooth has decided to come in a little sideways, as wisdom teeth do.

I finally decided to deal with the situation like an adult, and find out the best options to fix my problem, even though I’m not really okay with more braces or surgeries.

I got the opinion of a different orthodontist yesterday. I was not relieved. They used big words that I won’t even pretend that I know to tell my how my teeth aren’t perfect. From what I understand – those braces I had for two and a half years didn’t really do what they were meant to do and that wisdom tooth I’ve been dealing with for six years has been a waste of time and the pain I’ve dealt with was for nothing.

Personally, I don’t need perfect teeth. I did my time with braces, they did some good, but not enough. I can eat food, talk normally, and my teeth look fine; therefore, no braces for me. Especially since my gums show the trauma I went through with the first round. This means I need to fix not only the wisdom tooth, but my gums too.

At first I was enraged at my previous orthodontist for screwing everything up. But then I had to remember that I am just that difficult patient and he did his best. So, no more anger, just frustration and fear of what I need to do now.

I plan on getting the tooth removed or reshaped, extra tissue removed around the tooth area, and a gum graft. My goal is to accomplish these things in the next six months. Get it done and over with before anything super terrible happens. I would love to ignore it all and just pretend it wasn’t a problem, but the big girl pants are on (ironically I’m wearing a dress today, but that is besides the point). That would solve nothing and probably lead to more stress later on. Or you know, crazy zombie teeth. Whichever

Anyways, this little story time has been me trying to come to terms with my fear of surgery and intense dislike of pain, but the promise of good things when I get it all taken care of. There will be tears, fears, frustration, possible vomiting (I don’t handle pain meds super well), and hopefully lots of chocolate pudding.

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Pushing for Fall

The first day of fall was 97 degrees and sweaty, but that didn’t stop me from enjoying a visit to the Arboretum with my parents. We got to see the Chihuly, still super cool looking, and some great fall decorations. I think the glass sculptures are a great addition to the flowers and plants at the Arboretum. They did great with the installations.
There were hundreds of pumpkins. They were lining pathways, in trees, and even creating the walls of small houses. It was intense pumpkin love in Dallas. I’m just itching for fall to get underway for the love of cool weather, crisp smells, and soup. I just wish Mother Nature would get the memo. I’m doing my part, though. The house is being decorated for Halloween and fall. Nick and I bought two gallons of the best apple cider ever (the only ingredient is apples), and I’m planning on figuring out a way to make pumpkin frozen yogurt! Seriously though, that apple cider, it is intense and delicious.
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