What’s Happenin’

I haven’t really felt like blogging lately because I’ve just been uninspired. My muse is gone and nothing I have to say is interesting or witty. So, I’ll just give you an update (all 2 of you who still read this) on what’s been happening in my life the past few months.


So, this year is apparently “LK’s Year of Fitness!” I have been HUSTLING on my fitness goals and have lost 14 pounds since May. I joined a Facebook accountability group and started counting calories and getting inspiration from others. The past year and a half, I have been running, but that didn’t really yield the type of visual results I was seeking. Sure, great cholesterol and blood pressure are a huge plus, but I still felt flabby and heavy and had low energy. My last doctor visit, she ran bloodwork and told me that my B12 was a little low and my iron reserves (not the iron that causes anemia, but what your body stores) were low; I started taking B12 and iron and it has really made a difference in my energy level. I started drinking as much water as I could stand. And you know what? My skin looks fabulous. Despite not getting the amount of rest that I need every day, I no longer have purple circles under my eyes and I haven’t had a pimple in months. I also have been drinking a very healthy meal supplement shake and it has helped with my digestion, skin, and energy. I have been avoiding sweets altogether (the shake helps curb the cravings).

For the last month, I’ve been getting up BEFORE 4:30 to do a workout DVD. It’s called PiYo and it’s a combination of pilates and yoga. I LOVE IT. It is amazing, my flexibility has increased, and I’ve lost 6 lbs since starting it a little over 30 days ago. Sure, it’s hard getting up that early, but it feels so good to stretch first thing and already have my workout done and out of the way. I do still do a bit of working out during lunch in the fitness center at work, but not always. I haven’t run in awhile; it’s so darn hot and I just hate the treadmill. I mean, we have had a relatively mild summer compared to what we usually have, but it’s still too humid to run outside unless it’s in the wee hours of the morning (I do sometimes run on my telework days or on Saturday mornings, but that’s about it). When I’m done with my PiYo Challenge, which will end sometime September, I plan to pick running back up. But for now, I’m content to taking a break.

I took before photos (I will not share those here! Gross) when I started the challenge and Sunday was my 30-day mark, so I took some photos then too (I will not show those either!). The visual changes definitely weren’t as dramatic as I had hoped, but there is still a bit of difference. Then, I measured and realized I had lost a total of 5 inches all over, the majority of it being in my waist (my biggest problem-area)!!! I was very excited about that. And my hubby has been telling me that I look skinnier, and I do feel like I’m more defined in my arms and shoulders.

It’s a little daunting to know that I’ve tried for so long to lose weight and have been doing “all the right things” (exercising, counting calories, eating healthy foods, etc.) with little results until now. I have had to make an investment of time and money, but for me, at this point in my life, I believe it’s worth it. It’s either take care of my body now, or suffer the consequences later. And this is setting a wonderful example for my son and has also encouraged my husband to slow down on the sodas and cookies and chips (he seriously only snacks on fruit, except for an occasional treat). I still have a ways to go (I’d like to lose about 20 more pounds) but I think I’m on the right track and can see that it’s possible. I won’t lie to myself and think that it is an easy fix–everyone is different. My body is way different than it was 10 years ago when I could just go to the gym three times a week and barely put in any effort and change a few of the things I was eating and immediately lose 25 lbs. Your body may be different; you just have to keep looking until you find the right combination of foods and fitness programs. So, don’t give up! I almost did, but I’m glad I found the accountability group and decided to go for it. It has not been wasted effort.

I am a Warrior

This past Saturday, I completed the Warrior Dash. Basically, it’s a 5k on steroids (12 obstacles). You don’t really compete for time, rather, the point is just to finish with all limbs intact.

Late last year, my sorority sister Suzanne mentioned the event on Facebook and asked if anyone wanted to sign up with her. For some strange reason, I agreed. I had only run one 5k in my entire life and it was just a month or so prior. I don’t know why all of the sudden I thought I would like running through mud (I hate being dirty or having wet shoes). Six sorority sisters signed up to go together and some of us even agreed to raise $300 for St. Jude (the Arkansas event raised over $19.000!). I admit that the fundraising was, in part, selfish because those who did raise the required amount got “real” showers at the end of the event instead of just being hosed off or dipping in the lake. Also, free food and drinks. Suzanne and I raised our money, mine coming in just the nick of time, and we got to check our bags at the St. Jude tent.


All ready to run with our cute matching tank tops

First off, the parking situation was awful. The email we received giving us specifics about the event said that we should show up at least 2 hours ahead of time. The wave we signed up for was 10:30 and we timed it so we would arrive around 8:30 or so. Well, we got in the line to park in between 8:30 and 9 and the line moved at a turtle’s pace. We were in line for over an hour and a half. There were no bathrooms in the line to park and I had drank the equivalent of 3 cups of water so I would be plenty hydrated. Let’s just say the wait to park was particularly excruciating for me. We got to the event after our wave had started. Luckily, we got there in time to run the 11:30 wave (it was so chaotic I’m not even sure which one we ran); they are not too strict on which wave you run, luckily.

The first mile or so of the trail didn’t have any obstacles other than running uphill. I ran as much as I could in the beginning, but the hills were really steep and my calves were giving out. Two of our group ran on ahead and the rest of us hung back a little, walking when we felt like it. The first obstacle was a series of clay mounds (“Mud Mounds”) and holes you had to jump into and climb out of. That was pretty crazy because the clay/mud was slick and when you jumped in, your shoes stuck. I really appreciated that we had some Southern gentlemen in our wave that were willing to lend an arm or two to pull some pretty girls out.

The next few obstacles weren’t too bad (climbing across some ropes and underneath some barbed wire in a shallow trench). By the time we were halfway through, we got to a really steep hill. I attempt to run up part of it, but only got about halfway. I waited for my friends and we all walked to the top. There was a man stationed at the top and we looked down–the hill was just as steep going down as it was walking up. He said, “Okay, only go down on your feet, not your face.” Apparently, he jinxed me because once my feet started, they would not stop. I wasn’t even trying to run/jog, but my feet were out of control. My life was flashing before my eyes and I could hear my friends shouting my name behind me. I thought, “If I don’t fall down soon, I’m going to break my face or die!” There were rocks everywhere. So, in a split-second decision, I attempted to fall on my side so I could protect my face. I landed on my side and rolled a few times. I hit my head a little bit, but not too hard. I heard my friends trying to get to me and asking, “Are you okay?” while other participants came to try to help. I think I finally said that I was okay once I realized that I hadn’t knocked myself out, but my left side was hurting. I realized that I had scraped my left thigh, my left shoulder and upper arm, and I had a small gash in my forehead. Luckily, a participant who is a doctor had come up on the scene of the incident, and he looked me over and asked how many fingers he was holding up to make sure I didn’t have a concussion. People kept asking, “Are you sure you’re okay?” I assured them I was and the guy that had been posted at the top of the hill told me, “You are the first person to not follow my rule!” Then he asked if I was going to help him get back to the top and I told him no! He laughed and everyone thought it was a good sign that I still had my sense of humor. It hurt, but I wanted to finish and told them I wasn’t going to quit now. I was glad my friends weren’t intent on getting through the course as quickly as possible and that they were willing to walk the rest of the way. We weren’t competing for time, so there was no point in rushing.


Day 1 – a few hours after I fell

I was able to complete all of the obstacles except for a really high wall we were supposed to climb over (“Shocktop Unfiltered“). I was too short and the foot holds were not low enough for me to get to, so I decided to go around that. I did, however, climb a rope (so glad I wore athletic gloves) up an incline and back down the other side (“Warrior Peak”), jump over fire (“Warrior Roast”), climb all kinds of wooden structures, slid down a slide, and plodding through a huge, thick mud pit. The last obstacle was “Muddy Mayhem” and I had guys behind me pushing my legs while one of my friends pulled my arm. It was as thick as peanut butter or quick sand. Shoes got stuck and it took all of our strength to push our bodies through it.


Covered in mud!


Warrior face

When we finished, we walked through the finish line and were awarded a medal for completing the event. What an accomplishment! I felt like a hero. We were covered from head to toe in mud, went over to the Warrior Dash sign to have our pictures taken, then promptly found the St. Jude tent to shower off. It took quite a bit of time to get all of the mud off, but it was better than dipping in the lake. I was able to put on fresh clothes, suck down a Gatorade, wolf down a hamburger (it was after 1:00 when we finished), and examine my leg a bit. I saw another woman I go to church with (the mom of one of Win’s classmates) and we chatted a bit about the race. I decided to go to the medical tent to have them look at my scrapes. They cleaned the wounds up and sprayed me down the Bactine. We found the rest of our crew sitting on the grass and decided to leave. We were all SO tired and ready to go home and crash.

Would I do it again? Absolutely! It was very empowering to be able to do all of that at 35 years of age, even if I did take a hard tumble down the hill. I will know to go down the hill more gingerly next time, that’s for sure.



Day 1 – that evening


Day 2 – the bruising begins


Day 2 – shoulder


Last night, Win told me he liked my shirt (I was wearing my Warrior Dash tee) and I said, “It means I’m a warrior.” He asked, “What’s a warrior?” I said, “Well, it’s someone who is tough and who fights.” He said, “You are tough–you never cry!” And I honestly didn’t cry when I fell down, so maybe I am a true warrior. Or maybe it’s the fact that I got up and kept going that makes me a warrior. Whatever the case, I’m proud to say that I am one.


Future warrior

Mid-Century Wannabe

So, in my quest to spruce up my otherwise-boring-1962-very-modest brick home (I’m not sure if it’s a ranch, a cottage, or what because I can’t find any old house plans that look like it), I’ve made some pretty cool purchases.

My mom found two of these beauties at her one of her favorite antique stores.


They were $25 a piece!!! What a steal! They are in excellent condition and although our sectional is too large to put one on each end, this one fits nicely by the front door. We have no entry way (the door just opens right up into the living room), so it was nice to have something right there upon entering. I have now put a little owl Scentsy warmer and a lovely, mod orange vase on top.

Also, I have been reminiscing going to my great-grandma’s house as a child. She had the most awesome, gaudy, Art Deco and mid-mod pieces. One day last week, my cousin and I got to discussing Grandma’s wall clock that was in her living room. She posted a photo of it on her Facebook wall and I oohed and ahhed over it and the awesome floor lamp in the corner.


I couldn’t get that sunburst clock out of my head, as it’s one of the main things i remember from Grandma’s house. So, I decided to visit Ebay and whaddya know? Here was one for sale EXACTLY like Grandma’s. Isn’t it amazing???


So, like the wonderful granddaughter I am, I just had to get it (with my birthday money). I made sure it was okay with the hubby and he told me, “Get it.” He is all into this mid-century design too and we had decided to start slowly replacing the furniture in our home with quality used mid-century pieces (or quality reproductions with the same “look”). This just kicked that up like 10,000 notches.

One other item I would like to show you is the bed Little Dude is currently sleeping on. It was my bed before his and my dad’s bed before mine. So, it is from the mid-to-late 50s, I’m thinking. I swear, they made some GOOD stuff back then for it to have held up this long.


If we just had room for a console stereo, I would be one happy little hipster.

P.S. We are getting a new roof next week! I’ve never been more excited to spend so much money on something that’s not very fun. Ain’t adulthood grand?

Vintage Bath

Here is our current bathroom. It’s, well, ugly. I don’t know what that bathboard stuff is on the bottom half of the walls but it’s in terrible shape and the original stock vanity in my bathroom has been painted over (not very well) at some point in the past. The floor shows dirt and I’m pretty sure every speck that we track in somehow ends up in there. There were WAY too many doors in there when we moved in, so we took out the one that closed in the tub area.

These were taken on a day when the bathroom was actually clean (two years ago).

Vanity and toilet

Vanity and Toilet


Hand towels on bath cabinet


Bathtub area

Bathtub Area

Then, I took some the other day of how bad it’s falling apart.


Popcorn ceiling on rug

Yes, this is popcorn ceiling that I found in the floor the other day. It happens a lot.

Peeling ceiling

Look out below! (We also need new light fixtures)


I know the vanity needs to be cleaned. But yes, a pedestal sink here would be so much nicer. Whoever painted this didn’t do a good job. I’ll also have to find a place for my necklaces.

Tub surround

They did a shoddy job of installing this tub surround. I mean, there is some weird wood in between the surround and the wall. I’m assuming it’s because it was short? Odd. I’m sure it’s rotten back there.

View of bathroom

Too many doorways!

Bedroom view of bathroom

I couldn’t resist this cute one. More doors (at least these are pocket doors) from the bedroom view.


Dingy, yuck vanity.

WK in bathroom

Another cute photo of the camera hog. He’s the best looking thing in this bathroom!

So, the bathroom is in DIRE need of help and we will soon be ripping out sheet rock, the peeling/flaking popcorn ceiling, and the ugly tub surround. We plan to put in white subway tile around the tub area and get new vanities. I’m thinking of doing a simple pedestal sink for my bathroom (our bathrooms are in the shape of an “L” sort of and “my” bathroom is really the main bathroom) just because it’s such a tight squeeze and this would give some extra space. I’ll have to put all my stuff that I keep under the cabinet in some sort of shelf, but that’s totally do-able. Most of that stuff can be thrown out anyway and it’s high time I get to work on that. I’d like to get a clawfoot tub at some point, but that’s not a priority and our tub right now is just fine. At least that bad boy has stood the test of time.


Here is our layout that I drew up yesterday on some house plan app. I doubt it’s correctly measured, but I was just eyeballing it. Hopefully, you get the gist.

Bathroom floor plan

Our bathroom layout, sort of. I don’t think the linen closet is that big, but whatever.


Today, I created my own “mood board” for ideas on renovating/remodeling our bathroom. What do you think? I’m going for a classic, white and black with a little bit of color (I’m thinking light, calm blue). Think 1930s. I know my house is from the 60s, but to be honest, the bath furnishing from that era just don’t float my boat. I realize there is a whole movement to “save the pink bathrooms” but I did not sail on it. Sorry, people. P.S. That website does have some awesome time capsule houses and really great tips on updating older homes. 

Anyway, period-correct isn’t going to happen in our house, at least with the bathroom. So, I figured we’d do something that will be timeless.

Vintage Bath

So, do you like it? Any suggestions on redoing an old bathroom?

Stuff I Like: Part 7

Here are some things I have really been liking lately…

Payless DexFlex Claire Comfort Flats
I have 4 pairs of these flats and they are SO comfy. Stylish and perfect for work or out and about. I try to check and see when they are on sale because they drop down to $19.99 occasionally.



Old Navy “Skinny” Jeans
They aren’t exactly skinny, but the leg openings are slim (read: not bootcut). I like the Sweetheart and Flirt styles (keep an eye out for their occasional $19 jeans sales). They go great with my flats.

Target Merona Favorite V-neck Tee
These are really comfy and can be dressed up or down. They often go on sale for around $8 and are fairly good quality for Target. All kinds of colors.

I’ve slowly been trying to replace a lot of my old and worn out clothing, and these three items are versatile, extremely affordable, and cute!


So, I got talked into another race. I have 8 weeks until the Warrior Dash and have not been training much at all lately. This winter was brutal on my immune system; my last consistent running schedule was in November. The first week of December was really cold and then I had jury duty, which messed up my training. Then, I got sick for about three weeks and Christmas happened. After that, I kept getting sick and just could not get over it in January and February. I’m finally feeling much better but feel like I’m starting over.

This race is not just a 5k…there are obstacles. Like, rope climbing and jumping over fire. Yes. Fire.

What was I thinking? Maybe I’ve been watching too much “Vikings” (I want to be Lagertha when I grow up). Maybe I’m going through a mid-life crisis and feel like I have to prove myself to myself. Oh, well. We get free beer at the end and turkey legs! I did sign up to raise $300 to go toward St. Jude Children’s Research Hospital. And if I do raise that much, I get to use the hot, private showers (not just get hosed off with cold water). So, it’s not all bad!

Today, I plan to run. I ran twice last week but had a hard time…my foot hurt one day and I had trouble with my endurance three days later. I’m going to try to stick to an every-other-day schedule this week and work on my upper body in the weight room the other days. If anyone has any suggested workouts, please let me know! It’s hard to get back to a consistent schedule. The hardest part of working out, for me, is the mind-set. I can talk myself out of anything, but I’m running out of time. If I plan to be a warrior, I have to act like a warrior.

Fake it ’til you make it, right?

Life Moves Pretty Fast

Well, hello, Blog and Readers of Blog Land! It’s been awhile, hasn’t it? I would say that I’ve missed writing in this space, but to be honest, I haven’t. I’ve been busy living my life and it’s been pretty good lately. Here are some things that have gone on since my last post:

Color Run!

Leslie and Me at the Color Run

  • I completed my Couch-to-5K program and have been running around 3 miles 3x a week.
  • I ran my first 5K with Leslie (who has moved back to AR!!!). It was SO much fun and we are so proud of ourselves.
  • I was put on furlough for over two weeks and while that wasn’t great, I eventually got paid for my time off and got some much-needed rest and relaxation with my family.
  • I got to move my office at work into the “main” building and have a much nicer space with a large window. Sunlight is really nice after sitting in a window-less area for 6 years!
  • I’ve seen my little guy learn Bible verses like a boss in his Cubbies (Awana) class. He has a better memory than I do.
  • Got some great news on MK’s disability application. Praise God!
  • Read lots of books at bedtime to a certain 3-year-old, and even had time to read some of my own (getting my heartbroken by this and this).
  • I have read hardly any blogs lately. Sorry, friends!
My Little Cubbie

My Little Cubbie – Crazy Hair Night!

I don’t know that I’ll be contributing here every day or anything, but I plan to pop in on occasion (if anyone still cares!). I still don’t really have my writing mojo back; I stay pretty busy on writing projects at work, so writing for “fun” just doesn’t happen much anymore. That’s totally fine with me because I love having plenty of projects at work (job security) because it makes the time go by faster. I also am just busy with life and don’t feel the need to always give a continuous play-by-play. I’ve enjoyed my time off from blogging and really, I just want to document some of the things that go on in our lives so we can look back on it later. “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it.” 

Nobody’s gonna break my stride

I feel like I just climbed Mt. Everest.

You see, my gal pal Leslie talked me into training for the Color Run. A 5K. The “Happiest 5K on the Planet,” to be exact. Me, running. It’s laughable, really. I have never had a desire to run or be a runner or train for a 5K that involved running (walking, maybe). But here I am, using my Couch-to-5-K app. I’m only on Week 3 because I got stuck on Week 2 and didn’t feel like I should advance until I had that down. I even ran on the beach. Yeah.

Anyway, back to my Mt. Everest accomplishment…
Week 3 involves running for 3 minutes straight (5 minute walk warm-up, 90 seconds of running/90 seconds walking, then 3 minutes running/3 minutes walking, repeat). Now, to anyone who has been a runner, this seems really wimpy but it’s something I’ve had trouble with. Just a few years ago, I couldn’t even stay on the elliptical for over 5 minutes. My endurance has been an issue, mainly due to my breathing (pregnancy apparently had an effect on my lung capacity) but I seem to have found my groove lately and today, on my first day of Week 3 with the 3-minute running, I did it. I didn’t even short myself of any of the intervals (which I had done in previous weeks, to be honest).

I now understand the runner’s high.

This is something I’m doing for me. This is something I have control over in a time of my life where I don’t have control over much. If I fail, it’s on me. If I succeed, it’s on me. It’s up to me to get the job done and you know what? I LOVE THAT. It’s been a long time since I’ve been able to do something by myself that didn’t involve taking care of my son or partnering with my husband. Some moms have spa days, go shopping, or have a girl’s night out. But for me, this is my thing. Running is free. Running is good for me. Running takes the edge off. Who needs xanax?

And even though I’m doing this for myself, my family will benefit. I will be healthier for my active son and be able to keep up with him (he couldn’t keep up with me the other day!). I will feel better and be in a better mood for my husband. Not to mention, looking better. The best thing you can hear from your husband, as I did a few weeks ago is, “You are losing weight.” And to hear, “You look good, Sis. I can tell you’ve been working out” from my brother yesterday? That just made my day.

So, weary Moms out there, find your thing. Be it a cup of coffee and a good book on the back porch on a Saturday morning, getting a pedicure, hosting a book club, going for a walk by yourself, or starting 5K training, do something for you! You do so much for everyone else, but you matter too.

Now, ask me how I feel next week…I may have changed my mind.

Thankful Thursday

My Utmost for His Highest really gut-punched me this morning:

If we give way to self-pity and indulge in the luxury of misery, we remove God’s riches from our lives and hinder others from entering into His provision. No sin is worse than the sin of self-pity, because it removes God from the throne of our lives, replacing Him with our own self-interests. It causes us to open our mouths only to complain, and we simply become spiritual sponges— always absorbing, never giving, and never being satisfied. And there is nothing lovely or generous about our lives.

I am so ungrateful. I have basically quit writing down all the little gifts I get to enjoy each day, so I figure today is as good as any time to start back. I have so much to be thankful for (#311-326).

  • a beautiful new niece
  • an excellent Mother’s Day with breakfast in bed and the cutest little survey by my 3-year-old
  • modern medicine that treats strep and accompanying scarlet fever
  • summer boy haircuts
  • “Hey, Mommy. I need to tell you a secret.” *whispers* “You know I love you?”
  • late-night share-fests with Hubby
  • eating a proper supper at the dining table
  • frozen berries with ricotta and stevia
  • kind words from friends
  • Parks and Rec
  • the final season of The Office is GOOD! Jim and Pam FOREVER.
  • getting to work on new stuff at work
  • 5K training and signing up for the Color Run in November with Leslie
  • two new swimsuits that don’t make me feel like a whale
  • receiving appreciation for packing the new pudding in Little Dude’s lunch


I feel better now. I had someone comment today on my giveaway post, someone whose heart is stirred by children with no homes. What better book to give away to her! If you missed the giveaway, the book is only $2.99 on Amazon right now. I am grateful to Make Way Partners for allowing me to bless someone with this book.

I still feel the need to let my blogging take a back seat and focus on more self-directed writing without the pressure of an audience. Thank you for bearing with me and I will be back soon. I may even share some things that don’t take too much brain power (my son’s school photos, a review of a cabin we stayed in a few months ago, that sort of thing).

I also changed up my blog design and I’m a lot happier with the way it looks. I hope that it has improved the commenting issues, but I’m not holding my breath.

So long for now and congratulations to Michelle*, my winner!

*Not my cousin Michelle, a different Michelle. Haha.