Just Catching Up!

I should be shunned for Blog neglect. It has been nearly 4 months since my last post. I’m feeling pretty guilty about leaving this beautiful space untouched for so long. So many things have happened since I fell out of the Blogosphere. So, let me update you a little. We’ll start where I left off…

-I did successfully finish the Lurong Paleo Challenge. I lost 6 pounds and lost a few on my measurements but not a lot. As I thought I would I went back to my carbby ways, but in the New Year I am planning to make better choices. I am also planning on staying mainly Paleo with a little looser guidelines. I’ll call it Kelleo? Sounds good right?

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– I ran my first 10k and I did rather well! I placed 69th with a pace of 9:06 and finished with a 56:31 time.

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Hard to admit but I haven’t really run and focused on running since October…

-Husband surprised me with a trip to Chicago for our 2 year anniversary!

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-We went home for our Cash Family Annual Pumpkin Carving Party (BYOP(umpkin))

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…drum roll please…

-We finally bought a HOUSE on Halloween!

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-I turned the big 2-6 and threw a Gatsby party… I have always wanted a roaring 20’s party and when better to do it when you are a roaring 26 year old?

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-I had to say goodbye to my cousin from afar… RIP sweet Bryan.

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-I was blessed to go home for both Thanksgiving AND Christmas.

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-I celebrated the New Year with friends.

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-and I began the New Year 2014 with a traditional Southern style New Years Day dinner cooked by ME ūüôā

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-Oh, and tonight I did my first WOD with Toe to Bar! (Big deal, I couldn’t even hang on the bar much less pull my feet up to my hands at the beginning of last year).

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As you can see, I have been a very busy bee! And that is basically what you missed in a nut shell. For my New Years Resolution I will not abandon my Blog for more than 2 weeks. I hope I can keep ’em coming! Have a wonderful 2014 friends!

Panko Crusted Pork Chops

Today is my little yorkie Turbo’s birthday. He is no longer with us, but I miss him everyday still. I was going to write a long post about him and how much he means to me, but I think I’m going to save that post for my private journal. Plus, I’ve been sharing pictures and posting on¬†Facebook¬†yesterday and today about how special he is to me. He will always be in my heart.

So, today I’m going to go over the recipe for Panko Crusted Pork Chops.

What You Need: 

  • I used 4 boneless pork chops, altogether they only weighed a little less than a pound so they were pretty thin.
  • 1 cup Panko Bread Crumbs
  • 2 tablespoons¬†Parmesan¬†cheese
  • 1 heaping tablespoon chopped parsley
  • 1/4 cup of all-purpose flour
  • 2 eggs beaten
  • salt
  • pepper
  • Olive oil or Canola oil
  • 1 tablespoon butter

Preheat oven to 350¬į

I used a tenderizer and pounded the pork chops so they would be a little flatter. Then, season them with salt and pepper.

Melt butter and coat the bottom of the baking dish(es, I had to use two 13×9 ). Set aside.

Mix together panko crumbs, Parmesan cheese, and parsley in one dish, put flour in another, and the beaten eggs in another. Line them up so that the flour is first, then egg, and last the panko mixture. Heat 3 tablespoons of olive oil or canola oil in skillet on medium-high heat (I did this two pork chops at a time). Dredge the pork chops through the flour, then the eggs, then the panko mixture making sure the panko mixture is covering the pork chops. Then add pork chops to skillet and allow to cook until the outside is a crispy golden brown. Make sure not to get the skillet too hot or the crumbs will burn (I have done this before with a different recipe).

Move pork chops from the skillet into the baking dish(es). Cook pork chops in the oven, uncovered, until they are done. I cooked them for about 10-15 minutes depending on how long they took to brown in the skillet. Allow pork chops to rest about 5-10 minutes before eating to allow juice to back into the meat.

Serve with steamed vegetables, mashed potatoes, baked potatoes or whatever tickles your fancy!

The coating line up

The coating line up

Getting them nice and browned!

Getting them nice and browned!

In the oven from 10-15 minutes!

In the oven from 10-15 minutes!

I cut the fattest one to make sure they were done.

I cut the fattest one to make sure they were done.

Yum, Yum and Done!!! Enjoy :-)

Yum, Yum and Done!!! Enjoy ūüôā

Enjoy!!!!

You Can Find Me in St. Louis

I never saw myself leaving Atlanta. In fact, I’m as Atlanta proud as they come. I have lived here all my life. I have a LOVE AFFAIR with this city. Host of the 1996 Olympics, residence of Greg Maddux, David Justice, Javy Lopez and the rest of the 1995 World Series winning Braves, home of the Falcons, the Hawks, Georgia Tech, Dragon*Con, King of Pops, beautiful mountainous regions just north….so on and so forth. I always imagined my life here in Atlanta with a nice, well-sized house in the suburbs (or Virginia Highlands) with my perfect children, and my 9-5 working husband. I can totally see myself in a 50’s dress holding a freshly baked pie as he walks in the door and kisses me dearly. Sad, I know… too much Leave it to Beaver I guess. I suppose it just never¬†occurred¬†to me that my life could be, would be turned around and flipped upside down.

When Daniel first told me his best career path was probably going to be in St. Louis the only thing that came to my mind was that horrid Nelly song in which their lives consist of shooting people, smoking dope, dealing drugs, and/or living off welfare… etc., etc. (good thing I have a few options when it comes to what I can do with my career when we move) HAHA definitely kidding! I’ve honestly never heard too many positive things about St. Louis. So, I began doing my own research. I spoke with people who have been there, lived there, had friends that lived/live there and I actually became curious. It really didn’t seem that bad, it was actually intriguing. Like the forbidden fruit of my life. Daniel’s offers began to roll in. Most of the offers he¬†received¬†in¬†Atlanta¬†were no where near as awesome as the out of town offers he was given. He had a couple of other choices in states like California and Texas that we ended up turning down for various reasons. Apparently, St. Louis still held the key to unlock the door to Daniel’s best career path. Decision making unfortunately came down to the wire on my Birthday.

We were sitting at the sushi bar at Benihana. Sipping green tea and debating our options while stuffing ourselves with my favorite sushi. I’d have to say it was the most exciting and most depressing birthday of my life (Happy 25th Birthday Kelly! You have the joy of leaving all your family and friends behind!!!!). In the moment I was excited, high-fiving Daniel as we made the¬†decision¬†to go to St. Louis. As we begin to prepare for our departure in 8 short weeks, I find more reasons to go, followed by more reasons why I wish we would stay. As it is all happening, I am beginning to realize that this conflict in my head is going to be a never ending battle. Stay, Go, Stay, Go will always haunt me. I am very excited that my little comfort space of Atlanta has been shaken and that now I have to take off and soar. I need to see what this world has to offer me. Maybe I will miss home, but maybe I will also become great.

Who Knows.

It has been quite some time since my last post. Husband and I have been extremely busy with October fun and not so busy with our “marathon training” which has been put on hold since my #1 motivator has also been busy with setting up our future. There is something to be said for people who already have it all figured out. A nice house, white picket fences, steady jobs, babies. We just haven’t reached that point yet, I don’t really think I want to, yet. We aren’t exactly able to plant our feet because at this point we have no idea where we’ll end up. I never really thought that leaving Georgia was an option. At first I thought absolutely not, but the more I think about it the more accepting I become of the idea, the more I ask myself “why not?” My only set back really, is leaving my family, friends,¬†familiarity, Georgia Tech Football. ūüėȬ†I began thinking about where we would live here in Georgia and of course it does depend on where Daniel gets a job and where my job is right now, but do I really want to stay in my hometown for the rest of my life or do I want to get out there and experience life elsewhere for a change? There are one or two things that really get me. I see my mom and dad as often as possible, so Daniel must have the funds to send me to their house at least every month. That’s probably asking way too much. ¬†What happens if/when I get pregnant? Do I really want to have/raise our baby outside of our home state? Regardless, at least one of our kids is going to Georgia Tech. Unfortunately, I’m pretty sure they don’t sell Georgia Tech anything outside the perimeter of Atlanta, but we’ll make them fans somehow. ūüėČ So, my fix to all of this is that when we decided to have children or at least when they become school age we would move back to Georgia, but there is just no guarantee¬†that anyone would have a job for Daniel or me back here in Georgia when we decide its time to move back. Right now my thought is that we potentially have the chance to go experience other places, people, and sights. I just can’t imagine passing the chance to do that. There is no tie down right now, no baby, no mortgage, we are pretty much free to do and go where ever. Which is the absolute ideal situation for leaving Georgia. Who knows, we might have the decision made for us.

We have had so much fun this Fall (my absolute FAVORITE season of all). We have spent the last two weekends in Cabins in the mountains. For our first anniversary we went to Gatlinburg, TN and for my Dad’s birthday we stayed in Blue Ridge at the most beautiful cabin I have ever been to. The only thing we have left to do is our Cash Family Pumpkin Carving Bonanza! AKA what we all call BYOP (Bring Your Own Pumpkin). Dan and I still need to make a trip up to a pumpkin patch to retrieve our perfect carving pumpkins. I will (promise) to absolutely make a post after this yearly tradition (I always do) because it is so very special to me.

Last years Pumpkins!

 

Have a great weekend!

Move, Move; Shake, Shake.

Wow, busy does not even describe the last three weekends. Started off this weekend right with my friend Cindy’s birthday dinner on Friday night. Then Husband and I woke up at the crack of dawn to run the 5k¬†sponsored¬†by my company. We both¬†received¬†awards for being first in our age group! We then found ourselves on Tech campus tailgate hopping and hanging out with friends and of course we got to watch The Yellow Jackets put a hurtin’ on the Virginia Cavaliers. I sure am glad that my first Tech game of the season(on campus)¬†wasn’t too stressful. After the game it literally felt like I was trampled by a hundred thousand¬†gazelle, every part of my body was in pain and I was exhausted.¬†¬†We ended our evening with our neighbors watching football and hanging out. They made these incredible enchiladas and I must get my hands on this recipe.

Marathon training. All it is right now is crazy talk. We have not yet proceeded past 6 miles. Last week there was no time between my best friends wedding preparation and the actual wedding and this week we had signed up for the 5k (after how I felt last night and this morning, running is not an option today). I have found that 4 miles is slowly becoming my favorite distance to run. I remember thinking it was going to be so hard but lately a nice 4 miler sounds a lot better than attempting the 7 and 8 miles we should have been running the past two weeks. Anyway, we hope to be back on track next week, but we shall see.

On my runs I have really made time to ponder the mysteries of life and love and health (etc., etc.). Lately, I have been thinking about how women think of their bodies. If you look around you, you will see everyone has a completely different figure. Different shapes, sizes, and well, complaints about their own body. I hear my friends talking about hating their bodies, and I’ll tell you right now I have hated the shortness and bulkiness of my torso since FOREVER. However, I have noticed that I tend to hate it a little more each year. When I was 15/16 I hated my body and I look back and want to smack the heck out of myself. I looked good. Now that I am a little older and (let’s be honest) my hips are definitely wider, I hate my body from my thighs to the middle of my torso. I just want a new one. But this is a vicious cycle. Every ten years we will look back and smirk at how we thought our bodies sucked back then. Wishing and hoping we could have that time back to appreciate ourselves and rock what our mama’s gave us.¬†I have noticed that I have somehow been programmed to look in the mirror and pick out everything wrong with me and I know that it has been programmed in almost all women. So,¬†I want all women and men to look in the mirror and pick out all of the things you like about yourself.¬†Whether it is your body, your brains, your witty personality, your sexy legs, your ballerina feet. Whatever makes you happy about yourself tell yourself how pretty your are. Confidence is sexy.¬†I honestly think this should happen every single day.¬†¬†So, today I am going to take an oath to appreciate my hard work (running), my legs, even my stubby torso, and my 24 year old self.

Shake what your mama gave ya!

I’m a Ramblin’ Wreck from GaTech and A helluva Engineer’s Wife ūüėČ

 

Have a good Sunday!

And This is Crazy…

Ok. So, I don’t even know what week I am on with my Half-Marathon training. All I know is that Saturday afternoon I will be enduring the longest run of my very life. 6 miles. Something I NEVER thought I would EVER do. Sure, I always said I would get there in the far FAR future. I mean c’mon, 1 whole hour of running (unless you are fast ;-)) that is A LOT of running (and then I remember, I am actually aiming for 13 miles of running – I must be crazy). As most of you know running has never really been a positive experience for me until last year. Years upon YEARS with coaches of sports such as Softball, Volleyball, Basketball etc. always used this wonderful thing against me. So here I am, ready to go on a 6 MILE RUN because I want to? I’m sorry, but that is just unreal to me. I guess I shall report back on Sunday with the details.

As far as the 5 mile run I did last weekend, after the 5k it was a FIGHT to the finish. Definitely a bummer compared to my 4 mile fun run this afternoon (or, that’s what it felt like). I just have to remember to eat before because if I don’t it’ll be an ugly show. I would also like to give a shout out to my girl Carly Rae Jepsen for my .25 mile sprint to the finish. Anyway, my busy weekend starts with my absolute FAVORITE parade (besides Macy’s Thanksgiving) the Dragon*Con Parade. My parents went all out this year, they have a house rented in Midtown and tickets to the actual convention. I am jealous but unfortunately, extremely broke… almost all of the time. After the parade will be our 6 miler and a BBQ with friends! Sunday is a day of rest and¬†Monday morning you will find Daniel and I at the Hickory Flat Out 5k. Oh, a little trip back to the home town for some running is nice. I am pretty excited but, I am even MORE excited about the fact the Georgia Tech Football begins on Monday night! Hallelujah! praise god, ‘merica, football… whatever. All I can say is that I have my lacy¬†mustard colored skirt and my flowing white top pressed and ready for take off. I’m ready, bring it!

I also have exciting news about a new Yoga center that I will hopefully be trying out next week (budget¬†weather permitting). I think I am going to ask for a month unlimited for our anniversary ūüôā or my birthday, or christmas, or forever… who knows. I guess we’ll see!

 

I love this river and running beside it.

Stay tuned! My Best friend gets married next weekend!!!!

It’s a Turkey Shoot

Okay, so lets be honest. When Daniel mentioned the Atlanta Half Marathon on our “Running Group” wall, I immediately counted myself out. That is such a long way to go; from broken ankle to Half Marathon (my original goal- prior to a broken ankle- for the half was March 2013). I got home from work that day and he already had a plan laid out and printed up on an excel spreadsheet (Gee, I’m glad I married such a¬†technological¬†upgraded man, because you will still find me updating my old fashion pen and paper “day planner”).

Our first week looks something like this:

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While studying the plan I just couldn’t believe that I could (and will) be running a Half Marathon by Thanksgiving Day (if I can keep my bones and ligaments intact for the next 3 months). So, here’s to a new goal, a new start, and a new me!

Wish Me Luck!

As for more changes, I got a new job! More details will be given when I actually get to start next week! I am very ¬†excited for this change in my life. There are so many beautiful things to look forward to and I just can’t wait to begin my journey with my new company.

As for the future, I’m trying not to wish away the summer, but I just can not wait until fall. Football, leaves changing, sweaters, boots, apples, cinnamon, boiled peanuts and my most favorites: our 1 year anniversary,¬†B(ring)Y(our)O(wn)P(umpkin) and, Thanksgiving!

and well, everyone knows I am OBSESSED with my fur baby: Molly

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Happy Running Y’all!