Weekend Recap — the (not so) Wild Weekend

Rog has been in North Carolina helping his Mom repaint her house, so Callie and I have had quite a wild and crazy girls’ weekend. It went something like this:

Saturday, I worked out at the Delta – Body Sculpt with Stephanie, which never disappoints. I’m always sore, every Sunday. She rocks my face and there’s always just 5-7 of us ladies in the class, so it’s really like one on one training.

I came home and Callie and I organized the guest bedroom. We’ve still had furniture on top of furniture since my townhouse sold. I put the guest bed together and rearranged the guest room. It’s quite precious. Callie’s helping consisted of her being exactly where I needed her not to – like sitting on the box springs while I was trying to put the mattress down and refusing to move until I almost squished her. So helpful.

I skipped lunch while working and was starved at 4:30. I got takeout from Chuy’s and watched Kardashian reruns. Then, I finally bathed after my workout 8 hours prior. I spent the rest of the evening reading and was in bed by 8:30. CRAZY times, I tell ya.

Here are some other recent snapshots from the week/weekend.

For the 4th of July earlier in the week, we went to my friend Sally’s house. She hosted a cookout and there were red, white and blue mudslides and a slip n’ slide. Enough said.

Rog manned the grill – he’s my grillmaster.


This is Lulu – I am basically in love with her. She is the sweetest doggy.


We have a family of opossums living under our stairs outside. They frolic late at night and drive Callie crazy! They are cute and I have to remind myself that they are nasty, germ spreading little suckers, or else I’d invite them in and make them dangle off my hand by their curly little tails. Look at that little gymnast!


Excuse my dorky “I’m Callie’s Momma” voice.

Callie hates opossums

I went to the library Friday after work, killing time before picking Rog up from the airport. I was isolated in a nice comfy chair upstairs and heard this CRAZY yelling that sounded like a foreign language. Turns out, it was jibberish. It was one of the many homeless people absolutely losing his shit about who knows what. I mean, he was yelling at the top of his lungs and we were the only two people around. He spotted me as he was trotting down the aisles and back-tracked, then lingered for a good long look. I thought, “well, this is it. I’m going to have to taze this dude in the f’ing library!” What the heck. Why are 50% of the people in the downtown library, at any given moment, homeless? I guess I can’t blame them wanting to escape the heat, and cardholders don’t pay anything to be in there so we’re all just as entitled, but DANG. That’s not the first time I did not feel safe in there because of the riff raff. I’ll never go back and tuck myself into a cozy little corner like that, and that sucks to feel that way about utilizing such a great space.


I bought this great futon a mere four weeks ago and now we don’t need it since my house sold and we’re furniture rich. Want it? Come and get it.


Saturday nail art.


I did a little car browsing this morning, before CarMax opened, so I wouldn’t be bothered. I just want to look, not talk to anyone about it, yet. Every time I look I feel like I’m cheating on my Eclipse. I mean, we’ve been together and she’s been faithful for 11 years! But the ol’ girl just can’t keep up much longer. And who really wants to be debt free in America, anyways? I’ve unloaded the house, so bring on the next thing! 🙂



Oh man – McKay’s book store. I can’t quit you. Every time I go in there it’s like some kind of competition to see how many books I can find on my Good Reads list – and I like to win, so just get out th’ way.


All Callie said she wanted was my grocery bag.


I rounded out this rowdy weekend with a trip to Costco. Watch out people – you can’t handle this wild child.



Update on Eggplant Kitten, aka Sally

I got an email update from the sweet people who adopted Eggplant yesterday. (see previous post to catch up).

Apparently, Sally, as she’s been renamed, is doing just beautifully in her new home. She loves it and has settled right in. The four-year-old little girl who is Sally’s new mommy is having to work on giving “gentle hugs and kisses,” said her Mom, because the kitten is just so squeezable. Smile Too cute. She said Sally doesn’t seem to mind though, because she just keeps coming back for more. I’m telling you, this little fur baby has the sweetest disposition.

Check it out.


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So glad she’s enjoying her new home and all her new furry friends in that crib.


Eggplant the Kitten

Yesterday I was headed to lunch at the Farmer’s Market here in Nashville to meet my friend Alice. I was walking down the sidewalk from where I parked, and noticed up in the distance this tiny thing bounding down the sidewalk. I thought it was a bunny — it was so tiny and bouncy. Then, it darted under a car. I hurried up to the car and knelt down to see what it was, and it was a tiny, adorable, heartbreakingly precious kitten. It mewed (smaller than a meow) and hopped up into the car’s engine parts. Oh hell no. I wasn’t about to let this little nugget get piston slapped.

I laid on the ground (in a skirt) and shimmied halfway under this car. Two people asked if I was ok. ‘YEP! I’m cool. It’s a KITTEN!” They just hurried away — probably going to find security.

I coaxed it partly down and then pulled the little booger into my arms — fully prepared for it to eat my hand off. (After all, I live with Callie Cat, so fury is all I know). But it just looked up at me and mewed. (I think it said “mama?”) Then it licked my nose. I about fainted from cuteness.


I called Alice to see where she was because she’s always wanted a kitten — and told her where to meet me. In the meantime, approximately 20 people walked by and told me “oh you’re done for now,” or similar. Yeah — I know. I also tried to give her away to several people, just in case Alice didn’t want her because I sure as heck wasn’t putting her back out on the cruel city streets.

I knew I couldn’t take her home though. Callie is an only child and just can’t be anything else. Let’s just say that if I brought the kitten home, she would be an only child again like five minutes later, because she would eat it for fourth meal.

Alice went in and got our lunch (after she too fell in love with kitten pants) and we had a picnic outside with the kitten. She played (the kitten, not Alice), ate some cheese off our pizza, part of an old chicken finger someone had dropped (and accidentally bit my finger — so I was pleased to find out last night that she didn’t have rabies), then she tuckered out and took a bath and a nap.




Alice took her back to her office, thinking she’d at least foster her for a few days and then decide what to do for her full time. But her Executive Director fell in love with her too, and took the kitten home to her four-year-old daughter who is going to give her a good home. She already got checked out at the vet last night and got a clean bill of health. Just a few earmites.

P.S. — Alice and I decided since we’d found her at the Farmer’s Market, we should name her something vegetable-like. So I blurted out Eggplant, and it was set. Little kitten Eggplant.

However, I found out last night that the four year old who Eggplant is living with has renamed her “Sally.”

I’m not sure how I feel about this, and think she’ll always be an Eggplant deep down.

I’m such a crazy cat lady.

Best lunch at the Farmer’s Market ever, right Alice? 🙂 Thanks for taking care of our kitten baby!



Weekend Recap–Two a Days

Most people would agree that running is a sport – but maybe not a “game.” But if you run, you know it’s very much a game. A mental game. I’m really good at the mental game. You see, when I picture myself running, I’m really good at it. When I think “I can run 5 miles,” it seems totally doable and easy, even. 5 miles, that’s nothing.

Then I go try it – and I run three and end up walking…a lot. And cussing even more. I tell myself, “it’s mental. Suck it up.” And I just feel like barfing and like I might pass out.

So yeah, I’m really good at the mental game of running – just not while I’m actually running.

Granted, I waited to run until about 10 a.m. this morning and it was much, much warmer than I’ve run in yet this year. Gag. That first hot run of the year is always so humbling.

Cool down on the back porch, with Callie Cat.


Back it up – weekend recap.

But first, last Thursday y’all, I made homemade pizza that was AH-mazing. You must try this pizza if you like these ingredients. My friend Kim posted it, so I’ll link to her blog for the recipe, but you have GOT to try this – goat cheese, jalapeño and prosciutto pizza.

Recipe here.


Rog is out of town – he comes home tomorrow, yay! But I managed to have a lovely weekend doing whatever I wanted.

This fell out of my Kindle cover when I read last night. Aw. 🙂


Friday was my one year anniversary at my job. I am so lucky to be there and OH EM GEE I am so glad that I’m not selling insurance any longer. That was what I thought about on Friday – was just how fortunate I feel to be doing what I love and actually working in the field that I studied in and earned a degree in, all for a great company.

Anniversary flowers from the boss lady. Very, very nice and lovely. 🙂


Friday night my friend Kim and I went to a yoga class at Sanctuary Yoga in Green Hills. It was a level 1/level 2 class, which the website said any beginner with a firm understanding of the basics could complete just fine. Well, I’ve never taken a single yoga class, so I just hoped for the best. I was joking with Kim before class that I hoped my “dead pigeon” and “backwards dog” didn’t embarrass her. (P.S. those aren’t real yoga moves.)

The class ended up being “intermediate,” and I was POURING sweat before it was halfway over. Lawd. The instructor was super awesome and came around and helped me several times. Probably he was secretly taking my pulse to see if I was about to die on his watch. Overall, it was a great experience and I’d definitely do it again. I think I’d benefit from a couple of super beginner classes though. Namaste.

The best part of our yoga outing was going to eat at Pei Wei afterwards. I’ll workout for food any time.

Saturday I ran a couple of errands and then showered up and got all professional looking, because I was part of a panel of presenters at the Public Relations Student Society of America (PRSSA) regional conference at Belmont that afternoon. I was pretty honored that someone thought I was a “Young PR Pro,” which was the name of the session me and three other young geniuses led. It was really fun and we had some great discussion – talking about tips for interviewing, getting experience in PR, how to succeed in the business, etc. The students were so eager to learn from us and I even connected with a couple of the eager beavers on Twitter afterwards and hope to keep in touch.


Saturday evening I watched My Week with Marilyn. It was fine – Michelle Williams is absolutely captivating. But it really just made me so annoyed with Marilyn Monroe. The movie portrays her as such a terrible actress who was a royal pain in the rear for everyone who had to work with her. She was never on time, a lover of pills and a huge whorebag. We all knew that already, but MAN she is annoying. So, eh, it was ok – if not for Michelle Williams and her amazing acting skills, it would have sucked big time.

Today, hence the title of this post, I got up and ran a few miles (walked, too). Then I had a meeting downtown for the Jr. Chamber’s 13th Annual Ragin’ Cajun Crawfish Boil. Get yo’ tickets if you haven’t already.

Downtown was beautiful today. The weather was great (for standing around, not running).


Then, I went to BarreAmped class. Y’all – if you have not been to one of these, I highly suggest you do. My friend Jess teaches here in Nashville and I go to the studio on Music Row, but there are several locations or even similar Barre classes in your area, probably. But BarreAmped is where it’s at in Nashville. Lawd, I’ve never had such a butt kicking.

So, I’m officially ready to relax and enjoy my Sunday evening before another full week. Whew. I hope your weekend was lovely – and that you have a productive, happy week.

Since I know you can’t get enough, here are a few photos of the most beautiful fur baby ever.


Baby girl loves an open window. She had the best Saturday going in and out her “kitty door.”


The end!


Weekend Love

This weekend was just lovely – even though we lost an hour of sleep. But as I write this, it’s well past 6:30 and it’s still light out – so I can deal with it.

Friday night Rog and I RedBoxed Hugo. We had zero interest in seeing it until it got all of those Oscar nominations – then we wondered if we were missing something. It was really cute and we definitely got caught up in the childlike fantasy of it all. But it was almost like it was written just for the “Academy.” It was all about movies, making movies, what’s great about movies, etc. But definitely worth a watch and the characters were so cute.


Saturday I went to our brand new McKay’s bookstore. They moved from their other location to a bigger one. They closed for a week to move and reopened yesterday – so yes, I went on opening day like a crazy person. It.was.packed. I had some trade-ins and stood in line quite a while, but I totally racked up so it was worth it.


Two stories of fun.


My loot. I printed my “to-read” list off of Good Reads and took it with me – it was so easy! I got lots from my list and started the Hunger Games first, so I can see it in the theater, soon. It’s SO good! I also got a couple classics – to Kill a Mockingbird and Catcher in the Rye – never read either. Can’t wait to be all cultured, and what not. All of this cost me $1.31. Love a trade-in.


Next, I went to Target. I ordered a swimsuit off the World Wide Interwebs and I guess Medium is the new Small, because that thing pinched me in places that only God needs to know about.

But, props to Target, because you can return online items to the store and get refunded right there. Super convenient.

While I was there, I spotted this little gem of an outfit. Really, girl? Really. People can see you. And I don’t care how much of a hipster you are – white, fringed, short cowboy boots are never ok.


Hopefully I fared a little better with these babies.


Callie thinks so.

That sleep shirt on the right, by the way, is SO comfortable. Go fetch yourself one, ladies.


I finished up the errands with some grocery shopping. Check out this “uniq” fruit at Publix. Uniq indeed.


And, I must have been thirsty, because I just had to have this chocolate milk. It was divine.


I came home to this stuck in the front door. He’s a keeper.


See my previous post about my culinary delights that I wrapped up Saturday evening with – Kale Chips! Delish.


Today has been full of house cleaning, relaxing and general doing nothingness.

Callie is terrified of the vacuum cleaner, so cleaning day is not fun for her. She hides under the bed or in the kitchen depending on where the cleaning is happening at the moment. If you get too close to her hiding place, she blasts by you, leaping over the vacuum cleaner like an Olympic long-jumper and scurries to a different hiding place. It’s just pitiful.

But selfishly, I like it when we clean, because she is SO lovey dovey when “the monster” gets put away. (She knows the word “monster”). It’s like she thinks you’ve rescued her from it, so she wants to stay real close to you and thank you for it. She has cuddled on the couch with me all afternoon and made biscuits on my legs.

Love her.

In other Callie news, today she was on the couch looking out the window and a pigeon landed RIGHT on the windowsill. I thought she was going to jump through the glass. They faced off for a while. It was hilarious and the highlight of her week, I’m sure. She’s never wanted something so badly.

Callie vs. Pigeon

Hope your weekend was as lovely as you are, friends!


What I’m Loving Wednesday

I’m linking up with What I’m Loving Wednesday!

What I'm Loving Wednesday

I’m loving this spring weather! I wish it would stay spring-like forever. All year. I can do without the 20 degree winter that we skipped this year and I LOATHE the summer heat. Gawd, I hate sweating – and I’m really good at it.

I went to the Bicentennial Mall Park or whatever it’s called and had my lunch. Picnic style! It was so lovely.


I’m loving homemade guacamole. I found amazingly perfect avocados at our dumpy little grocery store. I whipped up some homemade guac (Rog’s recipe – to come soon) and it was divine. We ate it all over the course of 24 hours. Gone.

I eat it on chips, I eat it on eggs – I eat it from ships and on my sea legs. Take that Dr. Suess.


I’m loving Hank for Senate. Meet Hank.

Yep – Hank is a Cat. And running for U.S. Senate in Virginia.Hank for senate

Too bad he’s not on the Republican Primary ballot. Look at those eyes – so trusting and wise.

Speaking of ignorant things – did you Tennesseans see what former Congressman Lincoln Davis said after he was denied the right to vote because he doesn’t know where he’s registered?

“If I had moved here from somewhere else recently, maybe I could understand it,” said Democrat Davis. “But a former congressman, a former state senator and a civic leader … and nobody even notified me I’d been taken off the rolls?”

“Now I know how the black man must have felt a hundred years ago,” he said in a telephone call to a reporter.

Oh no. Oh no you di’int. I worked in government relations for quite some time and closely with LD from time to time, and always enjoyed him. However, it seems maybe he’s out of practice when it comes to talking to reporters. talking. Not your finest hour, pal.

Back to what I’m LOVING Wednesday – because it’s not politics.

I’m loving that I ate ground beef from Wal-Mart last night that was 5 days expired and didn’t die! Or even get sick – all because I’m too cheap to throw food away. I did get online and see if that was “too expired” to eat, and many websites said not to touch it with a ten foot pole, including the USDA’s site. But then, I found an anonymous comment on Wiki Answers (where everything is gospel, right?) that said “If it’s brown, don’t chow down. If it’s red, eat it Fred!” Good enough for me. Jenn, 1 – Meat, 0.

I’m loving that I signed up to be a Girls on the Run running buddy, today!


Girls on the Run uses the power of running to help prepare girls for a lifetime of self-respect and healthy living. Through interactive activities such as playing games, running, discussing health, wellness and other important issues, participants learn how to celebrate being girls. The girls are empowered with a greater self-awareness, a sense of achievement and a foundation in team building to help them become strong, confident, well-balanced young women.

As a running buddy, I will run with and help pace a young girl during a 5K practice run and during the Girls on the Run 5k in May. So excited to meet my little running buddy!

I’m loving Good Reads. It’s social networking, but for book worms. If you read, you need to be on Good Reads! I just learned about it, but it’s a great way to keep up with what you read, see what your friends are reading and how they rate the book, and to keep up with your reading wish list. I used to keep a running list of books I wanted to read in my Gmail – and this is so much easier! Sign up – then find and friend me so I can see what you’re reading! 🙂

good reads

Lastly, I’m loving my morning routine with Miss Callie Cat. I wake up, she bounces off the bottom of the bed where she slumbers, and meows and talks all the way to the bathroom sink. I lift her up there (wouldn’t want her to strain her fat self) and she drinks water and visits with me while I do my make up.


Then, she gets down from the bathroom counter and sits at the bedroom door until I finally open it. She wants to go back to bed with Rog.


She cuddles up with him until he gets up.

Think she’s rotten? I do. And have no idea how she got that way.


That’s what I’m loving, today! Hope you love lots of things, too. 🙂


Rosemary and Feta Wrapped Pork Loin

Oh em gee – Rog made me a delicious dinner tonight. And it’s pretty dang easy, so here it is real quick.

Butterfly a pork loin (or thick chop if that’s what you’ve got). Lay feta cheese and rosemary (we used fresh, but dried would work too) in the center. Wrap or roll pork chop up and tie together with cooking twine. Salt and pepper the outside. Sear in a hot skillet with a little bit of olive oil until all sides are browned. Pop in a 400 degree oven (we used an oven safe skillet – so went straight from the stovetop into the oven) and finish cooking. Took about 15 more minutes for ours – but will depend on the thickness of your pork. So, use your best judgment and don’t blame me when you give yourself food poisoning.

And please remove the twine before you eat it.

He accompanied this lovely dish with rosemary roasted red potatoes. Quarter red potatoes, toss in olive oil, salt, pepper and rosemary. Spread on a baking sheet and bake at 400 for about 45 minutes or until crispy. Stir halfway through cooking time.

I have such a good man!


Also, look at these two best friends forever. Seriously? If you know Callie, I know you’d never believe me if I told you she acted this way, so I have to have photo evidence. Look at her legs! Ha.


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Eat your heart out. Or Callie will.


Helloooooo 2012

I’ve been thinking it was 2012 for a while now, so this transition should be pretty easy. I’ve been accidentally writing 2012 on checks (yes, I still use the occasional check) and on paperwork at work since probably September, for some reason. So, let’s make this official.

I have had the best, most relaxing past week or so. The best gift I gave myself was a couple of extra days off, as I mentioned in my last post. I feel totally recharged and ready to tackle the new year – but I sure have missed my Rog! He rang in the new year in NYC, but was working. Booooo.

I considered reflecting on 2011 and doing one of those resolution posts that everyone else is doing, but ultimately, I just want this year to be better than the last. Not that 2011 was bad, at all, but isn’t that always the goal? To make the next year even better?

More specifically, I want to sell my friggin’ townhouse this year, buy a (more) reliable car, enjoy my friends and family and excel in my career. So there – that didn’t require an entire post.

Here are a few visual nuggets of loveliness for you.

My sorority sisters, Jess and Melissa, and I at Tavern for dinner. Melissa came in from Ohio to spend New Year’s in Nashville and I was so glad when they invited me to join them and their beaus for dinner. Love these two – we always can pick right up where we left off.


The only picture from New Year’s Eve worth posting. Sparkles!


Did you eat your blackeye peas and greens? I ate as much as I could stomach – because I love luck and money. I would like to combine my helping of luck and money in 2012 and win the lottery. Thanks.


I saw my first snowflakes in Nashville this winter, tonight. The cold is here! This is how Callie is currently next to me on the couch. She loves to make biscuits and then burrow down when it gets cold. She did that all by herself. 🙂


I hope you all have a great 2012. I look forward to continuing to love on this blog in 2012 and post regularly. I hope you’ll keep reading and have so enjoyed getting to know you through your comments and feedback. 🙂 Onward and upward, bloggies.


How to Do a Saturday

A lesson from Callie on how to do a Saturday. I’ve been blogging and such on the couch for the past couple of hours and here is Callie, by my side and changing snoozing positions every so often. She’s pretty much my bestest little buddy.


It’s hard to stand all the cuteness, I know.


The Many Faces of Callie

It’s been an admittedly slow blogging week. So, I give you some Callie footage – which pretty much is the only reason you read the blog anyways, right?

This is pretty classic Callie Cat. She acts all sweet and loving – but only long enough to have you let your guard down…then the real Callie comes out. Like in this video.

Then other times, she’s just plain sweet. I may have taken a short power nap after work today before my run. In the middle of my nap I felt quite the hefty feline walking up my back. It kind of knocks the breath out of you to have a 16 pound cat on your back while you’re in a dead sleep. Then she just snuggled down next to me, took a quick bath, kissed my arm, and fell asleep.



I love that crazy cat baby.