Weekend Recap: Boone, North Carolina

This Monday has actually been a pretty good one. No complaints here. We painted leaves in class and then I made a cheesy fall bulletin board. Pretty solid start to the week, if I say so myself.

bulletin board

This weekend, though, was a mix of awful and awesome. We headed to Boone, NC right after work on Friday. Maddux had a meltdown in the car on the way, but we didn’t think too much of it. By the time we got ready for bed, we could tell something was up. He ended up having a fever of 102 degrees. We gave him some Motrin, let him sleep with us, and wished for the best. We woke up the next morning and he was perfectly fine. Apparently mountain air is the cure for everything. I hate that he felt so terrible but I’m stoked it lasted less than 24 hours. Silver lining, folks.

Now that you’re all filled in on stuff you don’t care about, let’s talk about more stuff you don’t care about. As usual, I’m going to do this weekend recap “two sentences per picture” style.


We had a decent view, I guess. I know I said I love the beach, but this is pretty close to perfect.

mountain view


We let our toddler pick anything he wanted in the entire general store, and he only spent 10 dollars and got one piece of candy. Not my kid.



I always have to find my “vacation buffalo shrimp”. This amazingness was found at Canyons in Blowing Rock.

canyons blowing rock, nc


I wish I had ordered three times that number of shrimp, because my toddler and husband stole 80 percent of them. I’m planning my revenge as we speak.



I decided I wanted a serene photo of us looking down from the mountain top. He decided to have a panic attack because I wouldn’t let him walk down to the bottom.

boone, nc


Running down a mountain is hard work. Running back up a mountain is much, much worse.

boone, nc


I’m too embarrassed to admit how long it took to get a semi-decent picture. Toddlers just don’t care about your plans to hang a canvas on the wall.

family portrait


You know what everyone cares about? S’mores.



That’s about it. We didn’t push it too much considering we were 90% sure everyone in the house was going to come down with a fever and grouchiness. It was a nice, relaxing weekend and it was exactly what we needed before the madness of Halloween. ;)

Question: If someone allowed you to go nuts in a the candy section of the general store, what would you grab? They had all the old school stuff, but they also had white chocolate Reese’s. DILEMMA, y’all.

Wednesday Rambles

This is kind of like Thursday Thoughts, only it’s not Thursday and I can’t guarantee that I’ll be forming coherent thoughts. By the way, thank you to everyone who reached out after my last post! My mom’s surgery went well and she’s looking super fly, so I think that’s a good sign. She’s now gearing up for chemo and radiation, which is what I like to refer to as the one-two cancer punch.

Anyway, here are my half-thoughts-half-rambles. It’s all I have the brain power for right now.

1.) Sometimes coffee mugs just say it all, don’t they? I feel like, all things considered, I’ve pretty much nailed it this week. Well, I did get lost driving to my CPR class yesterday, arrive late, and then realize that I was actually just shy of about 24 hours early. Maybe I don’t deserve to have this mug after all.

like a boss

2.) Am I the only one that should absolutely just stay in bed when I’m preoccupied with a million thoughts? I put trash in the sink and a dish in the trash, I don’t even want to get into all the things I’ve spilled or dropped, and I clearly started getting my days confused. This is troubling.

3.) Back to that CPR class. I didn’t realize it was going to be five hours long. I ate breakfast beforehand and grabbed a snack from the vending machine during class, but I still could have eaten this rubber dummy if we had been in there much longer. I’m just saying. That should have been in the course description. On the plus side, I am now prepared to save lives but only if you aren’t bleeding. No amount of training will make me not faint.


4.) I only have a few days left to study for my NASM test. I’m laughing thinking about it because I have been doing worse when it comes to studying this past week than I have the entire time I’ve known about the test. I hope I can pull it together. I have actually been working out some this week, so hopefully that’s totally the same thing as studying to help people work out. I realize it’s not, but I’m just trying to soothe myself.

5.) This week also marked my baby’s first week of actual daycare. Monday morning he was so excited to go to “skoo”. He wore his backpack, picked out his “boo shoos” to wear, and clapped his little hands the whole way there. Now when I ask him if we wants to go to school, he looks at me like I’m an idiot. I guess the novelty wore off. He’s only two and he hates school. I can’t wait until he’s a teenager.


Coincidentally, that is the same exact face I’m making right now thinking about how much of a mess I am. Tomorrow, I’m coming for you. I just have to figure out what day you actually are first.

Weekend Recap: Unfinished Business

This Sunday has been a bit of a slow one so far, and I’m loving it. That being said, I have a ton of stuff I need to get accomplished before bed tonight. Before I get anything done, though, I felt like wasting some time recapping what we’ve done so far this weekend. Yesterday was actually a really busy day, which is probably why I’m so slow to get moving today.


After work on Friday, I did a total of zero things. Maddux pulled another one of his “I’m going to skip a nap and then pass out in the car” tricks. This has been happening every single day for an entire week, and I have no idea why.


These naps are terrible for three reasons: 1.) I’m stuck in the car indefinitely, 2.) I’m spending a ridiculous amount of money on Starbucks iced coffee and Chick-fil-A fries, and 3.) it sucks the life out of me for the remainder of the day. By the time he wakes up, it’s pushing 5 or 6 pm. I just can’t.


We got up pretty early Saturday morning and stuffed ourselves with cinnamon, sugar, and maple syrup. Breakfast of champions, obviously. I swear we usually try to throw in some fruit or something, but our fridge is depressing.

french toast

While we were still on our sugar highs, we headed to the gym. I convinced Ryne to sign up, so that’s pretty awesome. You know what’s not awesome? Smith Machines. I hate them. I feel like a caged animal. Safety-shmafety.


I ended up basically quitting on the squats, but don’t worry, I found several other ways to murder my butt and legs. Which was fabulous because we headed to the golf course afterwards. Smart move.

river club

Smiling through the pain. Where are we looking, though? I certainly don’t know.


I’m totally kidding about fighting through the pain. I barely got out of the cart. I posted up and did what I do best: nothing.


Things I did do: got sun on only one side of my body (it’s awesome looking), watched my son eat chicken wings like a boss, and tried not to fall asleep embarrassingly early.


Another healthy breakfast in the books, you guys. We really, really need to go grocery shopping. I also just really, really like biscuits and hash browns. It worked out.


Before church, we tried to knock out Maddux’s pictures for his birthday invitations. We got them done, but there was no way they were going to top last year’s no matter what we did. I mean, really, how could you top this hilarity?

first birthday invitations

Right now, I’m simultaneously typing this up and mentally planning his second birthday party. If you can guess the theme, I’ll give you an internet high five. If you know that boy at all, it shouldn’t be too difficult to figure out.

Speaking of the kid, he’s napping right now. The crazy rush to check things off of my to do list begins! I have some unfinished business to attend to today, y’all. I have various errands to run and then I need to literally run around the neighborhood. In an awesome turn of events, it’s storming right now. I will cry if I have to run on the treadmill.  But if I don’t get a long run in soon, I’ll be paying for it come race day. Operation: Survive Barely is in full effect at this point.

Question 1: Moms, have you ever dealt with a crazy late napper? How did you survive? Okay, I’m being dramatic, but I really would like suggestions!

Question 2: What is the shortest long run you’ve ever done before a half? I’ve literally only run up to six miles as of right now. I might die.

Weekend Recap: Pawleys Island

Happy Monday! I know I acted like our entire weekend was ruined by teething pain, but that’s not exactly what happened. We did actually enjoy ourselves before those daggum molars interrupted all the fun.

Friday morning I got a run in and then Ryne and I headed to work. When we got home, we literally jumped straight into the car and drove to Pawleys Island. For once, I’m using the word literally correctly. We were that excited to get down there. We grabbed some Chick fil-A, checked in to the hotel, and Maddux went absolutely nuts in the room. It was awesome.

Saturday morning, we woke up to this view. This kid would have hung out on the balcony all weekend if we let him. He liked to stare people down and point at them as they walked by, because he’s creepy like that.


After making breakfast in the room, we took a long walk around our hotel. We stayed at the Litchfield Beach and Golf resort. It’s like a really nice neighborhood. It has a Starbucks. We’ll totally be back.

family walk

Maddux found a pool. I didn’t have the heart to tell him he was wrong.

litchfield beach and golf resort

Finally, it was beach time. In other news, he’s auditioning for a role in the Risky Business remake. I swear this kid is too cool for everything.

pawleys island

“See the water isn’t that cold, baby.” – Said the lying, cruel mother.

pawleys island

I offered him M&Ms afterwards, so it’s no big deal.


We also tried the pool, but he clearly didn’t trust me after the ocean incident. He would not believe me that the submarine was awesome.

litchfield beach and golf resort pool

He went in for his dad, though. Hmmph.

litchfield beach and golf resort pool

To further pay me back, he passed out on the way to the outlet malls. I get it, kid, you hate me. I would have been mad, but he is the cutest thing in the world.

shopping fail

When sleeping beauty awoke, we went to dinner at Wicked Tuna in Murrell’s Inlet.

Wicked Tuna Restaurant

Ryne got boogers with fresh squeezed lemon to start.

Wicked Tuna Restaurant

I ordered a lobster roll, because I’m smart like that.

Wicked Tuna Restaurant Lobster Roll

I also chose a special of the night: Seared Scallops with Cauliflower Mash. There are no words. I basically wanted to marry this meal.

Wicked Tuna Restaurant

Maddux had whipped cream for dessert. Yeah, just the whipped cream. Kid knows what’s up, obviously.

Key Lime Pie

After dinner we hung out and enjoyed the view. We loved Wicket Tuna, and we’ll definitely be going back the next time we’re in town.

Wicked Tuna Restaurant Murrells Inlet

I’m really glad Maddux was still in a good mood at that point. The next morning, all bets were off. I was planning on getting a long run in while the boys played in the sand on Sunday, but we ended up just heading home. It was necessary. Trust me.

Oh, and if you’re wondering, that means my long run never happened this weekend. Hopefully I can get some kind of miles in tonight. Cross you fingers for me?

Question 1: While on vacation do you eat out or eat in more often? We usually head out for our meals, but this weekend we ate breakfast and lunch in the room. We had a full kitchen, so it was nice to not rush around trying to find food.

Question 2: Have you ever run a race totally unprepared? I mean, I’m totally just asking for a friend. You believe me, right?

Time Out

I’ll get around to posting our weekend recap sometime tomorrow. Hopefully, anyway. Until then, here’s a spoiler: someone is miserable. We thought he was teething, and now I’m just hoping that’s all it is.


Mamas to older children, are the two-year-old molars really that much worse than all the other teeth? He has no real symptoms other than just looking and acting like he wants to crawl up into a little ball. Our independent little spitfire is actually snuggling with us, so you know something’s up.

Days like today warrant a real-life time out system. Can we not make that a thing? I’d love to be able to throw up a T right now and formulate a new game-plan for the week. First things first, get this baby feeling better. The rest can wait, right?