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28 September 2016

A Raleigh Wedding

This past weekend kicked off my whirlwind, trip-filled Fall. I seriously have so many scheduled (College Station, Knoxville, New Orleans, work photoshoot in Florida, NYC) that I'm thinking I might just hibernate on the handful of weekends that I am actually in Dallas. 

I sayyyyy that, but then Tennessee Football plays and I'm dialing up a group text to invite everyone and their brother out to a bar to watch it with me. One day I'll be content watching football on the sofa screaming in the privacy of my own home, but for now, I prefer to scream in front of a room full of strangers while holding an over priced miller light. 

To each his own. 

This past Thursday after work, CB and I hopped a Raleigh-bound Southwest plane that no one offered to give up their seat on so that we could sit together even though I made the world's largest pitty party production. I'm really such a grouch. I bet if CB ever wrote a blog, it would be stories on the things that happen on a daily basis that transform me to grouch mode. 

It is usually dumb stuff that sets me off... 
for example at Subway they give me a tiny cookie on my plate and it drives me absolutely bonkers. I am at Subway and not Cici's pizza for a reason. I would rather be at Cici's pizza pigging out but I'm at Subway and trying to be good so keep your DAMN cookie to yourselves and stop ruining my life. I won't even get into the day that the Subway lady yelled at me for not getting cheese, "That's the BEST part, she said." Thank you, I know it is the best part, that's why I'm not at Cici's. 

In the words of Amy Schumer (if you're reading her amazing book) ANYWHOOZLE...... 

So we were in Raleigh for one of my best friend's vow renewal. They originally married five years ago, with the intention of doing a big reception at a later date. After two precious little boys, that later date was finally here last weekend. 





The night was absolutely gorgeous. The bride was breathtakingly beautiful. Perfect weather. Perfect company. The bride had thought of every single detail, including the rickshaws that took us all to the bar after the reception. Tell me that isn't precious?!?! 

Here are a few photos from the evening! 
We had ZERO fun as you can tell in these photos LOLLSSSS












 
Finally, since I think we are all about the same age, I'll leave everyone with this HILARIOUS parting story from Brunch the next day..... 








It was Saturday morning, the day of the Tennessee / Florida game. We were talking about the 11 year drought the Vols have had against Florida.

My friend Laura goes...
"Wait, so we never beat them while we were in college?!?" 

I let her down gently, but not gently enough because the look on her face after I said this was pure heartbreak.

"Yes, Laura. We did beat them in college. We were in college 11 years ago."

Sigh. 
The truth is hard to hear sometimes. 

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22 September 2016

A Cute Inexpensive Dress For Fall

Just going to rip this post off like a bandaid... HERE ARE SOME PHOTOS OF ME WEARING CLOTHES AS A "MEDIUM - aka that weird no-man's land size between 8-12".

Fashion friends, titling a fashion post is hard. What do I name these kinds of posts? I feel like the Ricky Bobby equvalent of I don't know what to do with my hands right now. 

How about, "A Cute, Inexpensive Dress for Fall" ?!?!?!?!?!?!?! 
How many times can I name a post the exact same thing. 

I'll come back more prepared for class next time (aka- see what everyone else names their blog posts) until then, you get the post title of: A Cute, Inexpensive Dress For Fall. 

Yes I posed in front of 3 different walls and accidentally left my DSLR at work. I am new to this, be kind to the learning curve. Ok, I'll pretend to be out of excuses so we can move this post along. 





I don't really care for that last picture, but I just wanted proof that it really was THREE different walls. *Face Palm*.

You guys promised you didn't care if I shopped at TJs or Marshalls or in this case ROSS as long as I linked similar items! Yup, dress and shoes both from ROSS.... ROSS I TELL YOU! Dress was $14 and shoes were $15 on clearance.

I hate my legs, they are hands down (errrr - legs down?) my least loved part of my body. I think these booties make my legs look somewhat ok though. Reason why? They don't come up real high on my ankle. Taller ankle booties cut my legs off making them look even heavier. I hate heels, but these are an absolute breeze to walk in!

DUDE - I normally have no problem writing on this blog, but describing booties and why I like them is like, the hardest thing I've ever done.

Forget it. That's what you get for now.
I LIKE THESE BOOTIES. I LIKE THIS DRESS.
HERE IS HOW YOU CAN RECREATE THIS LOOK....
CLOTHES.

Open Toe Backless Low-Ankle Booties: 
Sorry, I don't have any fancy apps yet to show you what the shoe looks like *insert sad face here*

1. Try and track them down at Ross, tough but certainly not impossible! 
I was at the Ross in Irving, Texas if you'd like to road trip for a pair of booties. There is a great TJ/Homegoods giant mega store next door that you should hit while you;re there. 





"Peasant" Dress:
Yes, I just put peasant in quotes as to not offend any 18th century peasants who might be reading. Just the style of the dress, peeps. 
 1. Again.... Try and track them down at Ross, tough but certainly not impossible! 


(also available on Rent The Runway for $24, SCORE!) 



Fringe Cross Body:
Not from... no idea where it is from. H&M, I think?
Here are some alternates that I'm digging! 


(actually wait, just look at all of these from Francescas they're all affordable and cute) 

(I'm not enjoying writing BODY BAG over and over again....)

(See what I did there? Felt better using Self instead of Body bag again)
(is anyone even reading at this point? prob not. k bye.)


Sunnies:
Watch yo self... I can actually link to these directly!
1. Sunnies I wear all the damn time: HERE


Maybe I'll have a fancy app to help me link to things going forward, maybe I won't.  
Maybe I'll stick to one wall per outfit, maybe I won't. 
Maybe I'll stick to my diet today, maybe I won't. 

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21 September 2016

11 MORE Weeknight Low Calorie Meals That Even Dudes Will Love

One of my most popular posts on this blog was my list of 11 weeknight low calorie meals that even dudes will love. Those were all recipes that I had personally made, that I had personally loved and the boyfriend loved as well. I figured if something goes well, keep doing it! So, today, I'm back with 11 more weeknight, low calorie meals that even dudes will love. I've personally made each one of these meals. They are tasty, healthy and easy enough to make on a week night! 





Low Cal Weeknight Meals






1.  Cauliflower fried rice || 131 Calories per serving, 5 WWP+
via Eat Yourself Skinny

The Best Low Cal Meals




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2.  Low Cal Pizzas || 250 Calories per serving, 6 WWP+
via Venus Trapped in Mars

The best weight watcher recipes



5. Avacado and Crab Salad || 179 Calories per serving, 5 WWP+
via Skinny Taste

healthy recipes



7. Weight Watchers Buffalo Chicken Taquitos || 148 Calories per serving, 4 WWP+
via Recipe Diaries

Weight Watcher REcipes




9. Maple Balsamic and Herb Chicken || 247 Calories per serving, 6 WWP+
via Eat Yourself Skinny

Low Cal Meals Weeknights




10. Skillet Chicken Cordon Bleu || 258 Calories per serving, 6 WWP+
via Skinny Taste

Weeknight Low Calorie Meals











   
11. Shrimp and Asparagus Stirfry || 300 Calories per serving

Weeknight Low Calorie Meals



Want even MORE Low Cal weeknight meals??
Check out this post HERE 
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Weeknight Low Calorie Meals



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20 September 2016

So, I Declined The Gas

^^^ where I wished I was instead of the dentist 

This past weekend I decided to have a major dental overhaul on a Saturday. Why Saturday? Well because I'm vying for the world's greatest employee award, that's why. Or maybe it is because I have a ton of trips planned over the next three months and I feel like I should not press my luck. Either way, Saturday it was, for the dental overhaul. 

I've never really been the dentist's bestie -- actually based on the amount of money I just shelled out, I'm 100% his bestie right now. Should I say rather, I'm not his/her star pupil. I brush my teeth morning and night, but I'm really very poor about getting regular checkups. As in, I hadn't gotten my teeth checked up since 2010. I probably shouldn't be writing this on the internet but I've always been transparent on here so why stop now. I suck, I know. I just really hate the dentist. 

I'm going to clarify that last sentence. I am not scared of the dentist, I just hate it. I'm sorry if you are a dentist, but the dentists I've been to, thus far, have told me I will die if I don't get X, X and X treatment RIGHT NOW. That is odd to me. It's not like a regular doctor where I know something is wrong or hurting, and I'll take his/her advice right away. Nothing hurts, so why am I'm just supposed to believe you that you need to drill into my skull no later than two weeks from now? 

Seeing as they already made me gag 48 times during the x-rays, I certainly was OUT on getting a second opinion, so in I went on a Saturday for a root canal. I'd never had a root canal, and certainly had no idea what to expect. I'm not scared of needles, so I declined the laughing gas stuff. This is irrational, but one of my biggest fears is saying dumb shit on laughing gas. I have a wild imagination, and I'm sure I'd conjure up some story abut being a massive drug dealer and having a meth lab in my basement and then next thing you know I'm in a holding cell over a root canal. 

So, I declined the gas. Yikes. Poor choice. 

I don't have any crazy fear of needles, so I didn't freak out as they shot my mouth up. Everyone then left the room, and told me they'd be back later. Then I panicked. 

My lips went numb and I made the terrible mistake of touching my face, which felt like it was the size of a beach ball. My lips felt like sausage links. 

I started balling crying, alone in this room. I was CERTAIN that my face would never return to normal size. I literally thought, my face is going to be stuck like this and CB is going to leave me and I won't have anywhere to live. As if he would do that?!? As if my face would be stuck?!?! Sigh. 

I then tried to calm myself down, but all I could think about next was that I was going to swallow my tongue and die. I cried. I cried a lot. I cried a lot because I thought I was going to swallow my tongue and die. OMG WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME. 

This fear continued for the next four hours, but I relaxed whenever the dentist or tech was in the room. I felt comforted knowing that if they saw my tongue go the wrong direction, they'd catch it and pull it back up before I died. Literally, that was my thought process. I'm not embellishing. 

And I worried CB would leave me because of my face.... psht. We've got bigger fish to fry here.

Long story short (lols-- jk, I've already made it long) one root canal turned into two and here I am, tongue intact and face about as normal as I could hope for. CB picked me up with the finest soup in Dallas and I continued to cry on his shoulder well after the procedure was done. I'm crazy. 

And then, after I climbed in his truck as we drove off, I checked the score of the Vols game at halftime and realized that the near loss of a tongue and two root canals was probably more fun than watching that first half against Ohio University. 


P.S. I told Gee how painful the two Root Canals were, and he gave me the middle finger and responded, "Karma is a BITCH, I have like one tooth left thanks to you, woman."


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