Easter Weekend: Hobbies

What else do you title a post about how you picked up three freaking hobbies in one week?! I feel like superwoman. I mean…the perfectly average, bloated version, but still.man.

Roger and I had one of the craziest weeks, fo sho. It was one event after the other for work, and come the weekend, we played hard, cuz: work hard, play hard, am I right?! To reward ourselves after such a long week, we had a date night at the movies and picked up 3 perfect springtime hobbies: bicycling, photography, and gardening. Let’s just say it was an expensive week.

Here’s a few Easter Weekend snapshots:


Azaleas are a big thing where I live, and this weekend there was a festival to welcome them.


We are also known as the rose city, so…there ya go.


The next few pics are from my favorite stall at this small craft/arts fair.



Loved this stall so much, I had to get some flowers from them!


Because people should take photos with their flowers like they’re a bridesmaid!


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The awesome enchiladas I made this weekend…Roger approved! Recipe here.


Roger took this epic spider shot during one of our bike rides this weekend.


Dexter came along for the bike ride in a ghetto rigged basket (not shown), and he was adorable (shown…lol).


And then we gardened…







Jesus said to her, “I am the resurrection and the life. He who believes in me will live, even though he dies; and whoever lives and believes in me will never die.”

John 11:25-26

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The WeightWatchers Post

I posted my before and “after” on FB the other night…ya know, the one from the last post?

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I am super encouraged and blown away by the support of loved ones, and even the people that I only sort of know. It’s cool to think I am inspiring others, as I’ve received FB messages, comments and even the newly introduced “love” reaction on my post.

And now I can’t mess up.

Well, crap.

I mean, if somehow I gain the weight back, or stop doing well on WeightWatchers, I will feel the burn of eyes upon me, assuming they are all wondering what happened to me.

And after the week I’ve had of bad eating, I wonder what’s happened to me, too.


Yeah. I know.

I think what is important in weight loss is to keep going, even when you have weeks like this. So that weeks don’t turn into months, and then eventually years as in my case. It’s a mental game, like most endeavors, and success in some way will either be won or lost on the battlefield of your mind. That’s how it goes.

So, just a little encouragement post from me. Don’t give up! If you’ve made a positive change in your life…to lose weight, or workout more, or go back to school, or pursue your goals. Whatever the change, you may have known when you made it that change wouldn’t come easy but that it was necessary. You may have known that, but knowing it…really knowing it and struggling through the process of making that change is a lot harder than you may realize.

That’s not a reason to give up or quit. Keep going, because one day you will look back at where you started, and you will see just how far you’ve come. Sure, there will be setbacks. Sure, things will happen or come up. But it’s not about the messup. Messups will happen. It’s about how you handle them once you do make them. And I say, get right back on track!

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Hello Again

I have been gone for months. Literally months.

I went through a Christmas season that was hectic to say . Late, late nights and long hours of dealing with news media and stressors. In short:


For a long time, I have debated about writing again. Sharing life again. I’ve felt a lot of things about picking back up this blogging endeavor: it’s no one’s business what I’m up to or what I have going on; it’s too much work; no one reads it.

BUT, I like to share. I have more time to share now. And I feel like it’s important to have this record to look back on, if only for me. No one else may care what I write. No one else may read. But I have some things to share, I think it’s about time to learn how to share regardless of the page views.

So, what you missed: In October Roger and I basically went on a second honeymoon…to Greece. It was epic, and far too short for my taste. But it was nice to spend time together before everything got crazy at work.

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Christmas was great, we spent it with Roger’s family in San Antonio. But I got a sinus infection and thought I might die. (It’s been a loooong time since I’ve been sick!) We took some much needed family pics while we were all in one place at the same time.



January 4th, Roger and I embarked on our Weight Watchers journey.


And March 7th, my brother became an official Doctor of Mathematics. Like…my mind is still blown, and I’m so proud of him!


More on all of this later. For now, hello!

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The Roaring Twenties

Or the roaring 27, to be exact.

Roger’s 27th birthday was on Monday..appropriately, blogging was put on a hiatus to focus on him. Yes, I’m one of those people who is horrible at scheduling blog posts week in advance!

Roger has mentioned on occasion that he only remembers 3 birthday parties from his childhood. Well, being from a family where birthdays were perhaps OVERdone, I was sad for Rog. I mean, I’ve had a horseback riding party, chuck e cheese parties, and one year, my mom turned a warehouse at her work into a skating rink party for me!

So the plans to throw Roger a cheesy, 90’s style bday party began. The choice of theme was easy.  He loved dinosaurs growing up, and just like Roger, his 2 year-old nephew was also obsessed. Being that our nephew’s party was supposed to be around the same time as Roger’s, I thought I’d do the same theme he was having at his party, so that Roger’s sis could have the leftover decorations. I may love to be cheesy, but I’m also very practical! Pluuuus…in an effort at 100% transparency, we were going to get Dex man a costume for our nephew’s party–a raptor.  If it was the same theme, at least we only had to get one costume! (But alas, the darn thing was too large for him!!!)

It was a surprise party. Somehow, even though the party was at our house–Roger was completely oblivious that the party was for him.  His sister and her family came over the night before the party.  And that didn’t tip him off.  

His sister and I decorated while he was coming in and out of the house cooking hamburgers on the grill. And THAT didn’t tip him off.

He walked past his cake, and THAT didn’t tip him off.

I had to make him read the cake before he understood that all of these people gathered were there for him.  That the reason his sis and fam came was because of him.  It was a priceless moment.

When it dawned on Roger, he immediately ran to the bedroom to find and don his Jurassic Park shirt. Perfect for the party!

We had a great time with everyone, and it was nice to have a party for him.  Last year, it was just a dinner of warmed up freezer lasagna for him.  We were in full wedding mode at the time, and it was the best I could muster, embarrisingyly enough. And I like to celebrate people, so I knew I had to redeem myself this year!

He’s now had two parties, two cakes, a root beer float social, an edible arrangement, a trip to buy shoes, cologne, a birthday breakfast AND a birthday dinner of hibachi to celebrate his birthday.  More than he expected, or honestly even desired.

What makes me happiest is knowing that he knows he is loved, cherished, and celebrated!

Happy birthday, baby!

Traveling Tuesday

My husband and I have a trip to Greece coming up to celebrate our one year anniversary.  For those of you who keep up on current events, yes we are slightly worried about Euro availability and the state of Greece in general. But we are still excited.  It will be my first international travel with Roger, and that makes me a little nervous but I suppose if I’ve chosen him as my life partner, I should trust that he’ll make an incredible traveling partner!!! lol. Mostly we’re just too busy to even get too excited about it, which is sad.  But I know we will have the best time once we are there.

So to get me and the hubby pumped, here are my top five Greece photo picks:





Ok, so the pics aren’t in a particular order, but I am more excited for Greece, now! Pinterest is the best for top traveling tips and must sees for the different islands we’ll be going to in Greece!

Don’t forget Kathleen from Katscript and I still have our $50 Target gift card going on! To enter for a chance to win, simply:

1) Follow me and @katscript on instagram

2) Like the original giveaway photo (pssst, it looks like this!)TargetGiftCard_Giveaway

That’s it! We’re announcing the winner Wednesday evening!

Life with the Dex Man–& $50 Target Gift Card Giveaway

Who knew that adding a 4 pound dog to our lives would bring such a large change?

In the last post, I introduced you to lil Dexter.  Our dachshund, chihuahua mix. Here’s a little more of his story:

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I wanted a dog.  The hubby wanted one too, he just doesn’t like to show his excitement.  I think part of us wanted to wait to adopt a dog until we were well adjusted to our schedules in our new city and new jobs.  But the bug to own a dog had bitten me long ago, and I was growing impatient.

First, we stopped by the SPCA shelter near our house.  They had some nice dogs, but none that captured our hearts. There’s a dog for everyone, but ours wasn’t in that shelter!

So we pressed on to another shelter.  And there was Dexter in the puppy aisle.  Roger and I didn’t want a pup. We didn’t feel we’d have the time to train him with our busy schedules.  But he was the first dog at the second shelter that we spotted, and I think we both knew he’d be ours.  We looked at every single dog there just to be sure, but we came back to Dex.  A shelter volunteer at Pets Fur People in Tyler, Tx handed him to us, and he licked my face. And that was that.  We marched up to the front counter to adopt the newest addition to our family.

(Pic snapped during the adoption process.)

We’ve learned a lot about him since then. What kind of toys he likes, where he likes to sneak to poop in the house (even though we’re trying to break him of that…any tips are appreciated!), and that he was apparently abused as a wee pup.

Dexter is 8 months young today. According to his adoption papers (but really, how can they tell?!lol). He has marks on his fur from a harness bound too tightly on him.  The fur under his front legs has been rubbed raw. The evidence of this can be felt in his spine. And our heart breaks. How could someone abuse such a precious dog?

At the shelter, they named him Sailor.  He had a brother (more chihuahua than dachshund) named Captain. We couldn’t adopt both–well, we chose not to.  We are one dog type people. I don’t know what happened of him.  I don’t know why these little ones were abandoned, but I’m happy that we were able to show love to such a sweet pup. He’s changed our lives and stolen our hearts! He even comes to church with us every Thursday night as we minister to those struggling to stay clean from addiction.  They love on him, and he loves on them. We are so happy he’s in our lives! (Even if he does poop on our rugs at times!)

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And now for the Giveaway!


It’s really simple! Me and my friend Kathleen from Katscript are hosting a giveaway for a $50 Target Gift Card. All you have to do is:

  1. Follow me AND Kathleen on instagram (follow the links on our names).
  2. Like this photo on both of our profiles.

That’s it! I hope you’ll take a moment to enter the giveaway!

We will announce the winner Wednesday night (8/26).

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I’m baaaaaack!

Ok, so maybe I was off the radar for, oh I don’t know…three months now, I guess.  But let me tell you, moving half-way across country will take it out of you!

I’m gonna start off small today, but trust that there will be some bigger stories down the line.

What I love so far about Texas:

  1. A place called Rounder’s.  When Roger and I were planning our move to Texas, one of the questions I asked in all seriousness was: are there any good pizza places.  This is the place we went to the very day we moved here.  And I’ve eaten there, I don’t know, 10 times in 6 weeks (the struggle is really real). Soooo good! 
  2. TRAFFIC!!!! For those of you who may know, I moved from Atlanta, GA to a mid-size city in Texas.  There are no overpasses anywhere here.  Well, ok.  There is technically one.  ONE OVERPASS! I used to have to take 2 highways to get to work everyday.  The closest interstate now is 25 minutes away. And I NEVER need to use it….well, to get to work.  To get to Dallas? yes–the interstate would then become necessary.
  3. The manners.  I have found what people call southern hospitality here.  I grew up in Southwest Florida…arguably not the southern-est place in the south—considering all of the snow birds there.  And I think some readers will agree that Atlanta isn’t the most hospitable, either.  But here they have that southern twang, and an over-abundance of politeness and niceties.  Feels like home–well, like how home should feel.
  4. OUR NEW DOG! More on this for sure, but we rescued a 7 month-old dog in Texas…dachshund chihuahua. His name is Dexter. Dex for short.  And no.  We did NOT name him after a serial killer.  We named him after a short, fat cartoon character! lol. “DeDe, what are you doing in my laboratory?”
  5. Shopping. This is bad, but Ross is within walking distance. I live a 5 minute drive from all major retail, and I must say I’m loving it. 
  6. Ministry. Moving here, I knew my husband and I would be more heavily involved in the ministry of our new church than we were at our old church in Atlanta–well, at least that I would be more heavily involved than I used to be.  The thought of this really scared me because, well, I really love my free time.  But somehow or the other, I am really, really enjoying it.  God’s asking me to take down a lot of barriers that I’ve had up for a long time.  And he’s me not to be so afraid all the time.  It’s safe to say that Roger and I will be growing a lot in this season of life. 

So, more stories and things to come, but I wanted to give you a taste today. Don’t worry–updates on Dex, the house, and life here in Texas will be forthcoming. Thank you for hanging in there with me, lovelies.  Good to be back!

Embracing your body at any size

Your homegirl is a plus size.  I’ve come to accept this fact.  And while this hasn’t always been the case, and while I hope it won’t be the case come this time next year, it is my current reality.  Sometimes I get really down on myself about it.  Since my honey moved to the ATL, I’ve packed on the weight (not that I was every a skinny-mini, but I’m certainly at my heaviest).  I guess I’ve had a lot of stressors over the last year! But anyway, instead of just ugly crying over it, I decided to embrace it.  I hit up my wedding photographer and asked for some photos.  Alli from Photography by Alli did an amazing job! Thank you for making me feel beautiful at any size! PBA2015-Lindsey-4 PBA2015-Lindsey-5 PBA2015-Lindsey-6 PBA2015-Lindsey-9 PBA2015-Lindsey-13 PBA2015-Lindsey-14 PBA2015-Lindsey-15 PBA2015-Lindsey-20 PBA2015-Lindsey-28 PBA2015-Lindsey-62 PBA2015-Lindsey-34 PBA2015-Lindsey-37 PBA2015-Lindsey-40 PBA2015-Lindsey-44 PBA2015-Lindsey-46 PBA2015-Lindsey-48 PBA2015-Lindsey-57

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Exploring Amelie’s of Atlanta

Weekend updates and reports were given yesterday, and I’m too lazy to go all out for one. SOOOO…here are my thoughts for on one place that I’ve tried twice in one week: Amelie’s

What’s not to love about this French bakery? From their amazingly eclectic decor to their delectable treats, there will always be something new for you to experience on any given visit.  I recommend going out on a limb and trying something that you’re not wholeheartedly sure about.  I haven’t been disappointed yet!

Must tries: Cafe au lait (pronounce, cafe ooh lay) with ANY of their pastries.  None of the pastries are necessarily fresh out the oven (at least on my visits), but their sweet tones really come out nicely with a simple cafe au lait…no sugar added to the coffee, and none needed.

Be adventurous and try their weird sounding soups.  They won’t sound good, but they’ll be the best soups you’ve ever had.  Guaranteed.  Very light and surprisingly refreshing.

If you’re not feeling adventurous, the BLT on a crispy croissant will  not disappoint. It’s also a light fare, so pair with a soup, and finish with a nice almond tea cake and a cafe au lait! #winningcombo

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Life is Beautiful

Hello Blogging fam!

I’ve missed you, and I vow to do a better job at being a more involved blogger.

What I want to tell you requires some sort of prologue, so bear with me.

Roger, my handsome, wonderful man, moved to Atlanta just over a year ago in mid-April 2014 in order to be with me so we could start our lives together as one. We didn’t get married until September 2014, but it was always important to me that we live in the same city before getting married.

(Roger’s Texas crew)

Roger, that same handsome, wonderful man, gave up a lot to be with me.  There’s no way to sugar-coat this, or spin it in any other way.  He gave up his job, apartment, and a tight-knit team in Texas to move to the Big Peach (Atlanta). And I’m forever grateful for his sacrifice. But it has been a sacrifice for sure!

Since Roger started working in Atlanta, he’s had a rough go at it.  I won’t go into all the details, but two jobs later, an hour long commute to work, and some less than ideal work teams, we are ready to find a city that is for both of us.  A new start together, instead of trying to fit Roger in to my old life.

(What I looked like when I moved to Atlanta)

I have lived and worked in Atlanta since February 2010.  I left my home in lush Southwest, Florida for a job in the “big” city.  And it’s been a great city for me.  I’ve met a lot of people who have changed my life forever, and have had some wonderful roomies I’m proud to call my best friends.  But it was my city, at best, and even then didn’t necessarily feel like home once Roger moved to town.

With Roger’s jobs (both of them), it was hard for him to take time off to see family. And being a new wife, that meant it was hard to see my family as well…because I wasn’t gonna leave him hanging while I went galavanting around the US with all of OUR money.  Ya feel me?

Also, our beautiful little home (pictured above) is quite the trek from where I work.  And anyone who knows Atlanta traffic, knows the struggle is real!


Family is where our heart is. I’m not sure if this is a recent development as a young married couple, but being near one of our families just means the world to us.

I love my family, but it makes more sense to be near his in Texas.  He’s got a beautiful niece and nephew who are growing up faster than what we can keep up with.  We’ve been missing birthday parties and big events in their lives.  So, we’d like to be closer to them at the end of the day.

We started praying for this back in February…to be nearer to family.  And God came through in a big way.  A God-sized way.

Roger and I were both offered jobs at the same company and city in Texas.  And not only jobs…but a place to live and a car to drive.  I don’t know if I’ve fully explained Roger’s car, but we call it the green booger for a reason.  As you may remember reading, we’ve been saving for a truck. Well guess what? The same exact truck we’ve been saving for (a Toyota Tundra), is the “car” that we will be driving in our new city. What?!?! God got it right down to the truck?!

So needless to say, this is not only an answer to prayer, but allows us to find a city with a slower pace (which I feel I desperately need), gets us closer to Roger’s sis and her family (only 1 hour and 45 minute drive), gets us a more reliable second car (the truck to replace Roger’s car), and give us both jobs so that we feel will use our individual talents.  It’s literally a dream coming true in many ways.

I’m not naive enough to believe that a new city won’t come with it’s own trials and tribulations.  I’m giving up my entire support system, after all.  But I do believe it will allow us to have “our”city, where we both can grow and flourish as a couple and as individuals.  I don’t think this new city has everything I need.  No city does.  For that, I’ve got to rely on God. And that’s a good place to be.  A place where I have to rely more on Him, than what I’m familiar or comfortable with.

If any of you guys are praying folk, please lift Roger and I up in prayer! If everything continues on the path we’ve been planning for, we will be moving in JUNE!!!! That’s next month!!!! WHAT?!? Literally crazy.

Thanks for taking the time to read today! Life is a beautiful, crazy thing full of incredible surprises and I’m glad to be experiencing it with my sweet, sweet man of mine!

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