Holy muscles.

A few months ago, I started feeling a little self conscious about my body. I’ve never been the type of girl who stressed over what the scale says but I could feel myself rotting away from laziness. I started to do some research into clean eating and when I mentioned it to Cory, he was totally game.

So I joined the gym on campus and started planning each meal with a clean menu. And then Cory’s trip to Africa got here. The week before was so busy that I didn’t have time to cook or go to the gym. Every night we had something going on. While Cory was on his trip, I think I fell into some kind of mini depression because I didn’t want to do anything, including going to the gym and cooking for one. 

Let me just say that I plan a menu because Cory and I follow a budget. I don’t do it for the fun of it but because of the benefits: the money we save by having a list of what to buy and then actually using the stuff we buy. I absolutely dread going to the grocery store and then dread cooking even more. 

With that said, I sure as heck wasn’t going to go through all that trouble for just myself for two straight weeks. 

Honestly, missing the gym for the first week was probably all I needed to throw me off the healthy bandwagon. And I had been so good for like 2 whole months {that’s big for me}.

Anyway, I finally made myself pack my gym clothes this morning so I would go to the gym after work. 

Except I forgot that now that students are back on campus, you can forget about finding a parking spot. I drove around and around the gym and couldn’t find a spot anywhere. I knew that if I was having that hard of a time finding a place to park, I could forget about getting a machine I wanted. 

So I came home. 

BUT! I did do a workout when I got home and now I think I might be dying.

This is the workout I did:

30 jumping jacks
5 push ups
25 high knees
7 burpees
10 crunches
7 squats
5 push ups
10 crunches
5 push ups
7 squats
30 jumping jacks
1 minute wall sit
5 push ups
25 high knees
and repeat. 

I was actually supposed to do it 3 times but I had already pushed myself to do the second one. 

It was rough. 

I know it’s been a month since I’ve been to the gym but my work outs at the gym aren’t a piece of cake. 

I try to go 3 times a week and do 30 minutes of cardio, stretch, ab workout, and either arms or legs. I’m typically there an hour and a half but this 30ish minute workout kicked my butt way worse.

Normally I’m not sore until the next day and then the second day is the worst. I did this work out less then 3 hours ago and I’m feeling how I normally do on the second day. Like, couldn’t even hold my arms up to wash my hair in the shower. 

For the rest of the night, I think I will curl up in bed and watch some Pretty Little Liars. Surprised? You shouldn’t be. 

Wonder if I will make it to the gym tomorrow? We shall see {but I’m not counting on it}.

Goodnight y’all. 

Saying Goodbyes

 I hate goodbyes. Hate them. I understand hate is a strong word but I think saying goodbyes deserves it.  I don’t do well with change and goodbyes typically lead to some kind of major change. We’ve known about this goodbye for 4 or 5 months but last weekend we finally had to face it as we said goodbye to Cory’s brother Caleb and his girlfriend, Anna. They packed up and headed out West for grad school. 

We are very proud and excited for them but it does stink that they have moved 20 hours away. Caleb went to University of South Carolina for his bachelors’ degree, which is about 3 hours from us, but he came home some weekends and was home during school breaks. Only being 3 hours away makes it possible to do weekend trips but 20 hours?!?! I think it will really sink in when Cory realizes he can’t do that anymore. Once they get settled in, I know we will be taking a few trips to visit them in Texas but it’s not the same as getting to watch NFL almost every Sunday with them.
We had a few going away dinners over the course of the weekend. Saturday night we met up with Caleb, Alee {Cory’s sister} and his stepdad Tim for dinner at Wild Wings. 

Sunday evening we had Caleb and Anna, Cory’s Granny Betty, and Alee over for cake and ice cream. Friday was Granny’s birthday so we did a birthday/going away party all in one. It was a fun evening and a good chance to get almost everyone together one last time before Caleb and Anna left.

Caleb always comes up with the most thoughtful, practical gifts. He noticed that Granny was keeping her candy in a peanut can so he bought her those candy jars.  Very observant, if I must say so myself.

No one is really sure when we will all be back together again so it was a good opportunity to snap a few family photos. The picture above is Caleb, Alee and Cory.  


Granny with her grands

Caleb, Anna, Alee, Me and Cory
The ladies. 

Hampy and Daddy needed a minute.

Brotherly love at its finest. 

Anyone who is close to Cory or me knows that we had a house guest for most of the summer. I won’t go into all the details, but Cory’s mom stayed with us for a few months. She moved to Alabama the week before Caleb and Anna left.
Not that she wasn’t a pleasant guest, but I’m happy to have my home back to normal.  Our house is the perfect size for the two of us but when you add an extra adult into the mix, things got cramped. It wasn’t always easy having her here and took some readjusting in our daily routines.
Right before she moved in, we got my grandmother’s bedroom suite for our guest bedroom but I never had a chance to get my stuff set up with the new furniture. One evening last week I was finally able to set up the guest room with our new {to us} furniture and the comforter to match the room. I’m so excited to see the final product even if it has been 3 months. 
Anyway, I digress. 

Like I said before, I really don’t do well with change and last week was a LOT of change in a very short period. 

The dogs seemed kind of lost the first couple days after the MIL left but they seem to be back to normal. It amazes me how changes to our routines affect them as well. 

Say a little prayer that our family adjusts to living so far apart!

First Week of Class Craziness

Clemson officially looks like someone kicked over an ant hill. Chaos doesn’t even begin to describe our office the past few weeks. With not having a second to even breathe at work and my computer being in the shop, I haven’t done much updating. 

Yesterday, Cory told me that the only time he feels completely ready to have a kid is on the first day of school. Funny thing is, while I was scrolling through Facebook pictures of the 1st day, I thought the exact same thing. Too bad I don’t have any super cute pictures of kiddos getting ready to head off to school BUT I do have these adorable pictures of the pups looking very intellectual. 

Oh, the things we do to our dogs. Sometimes we just can’t resist. 

A little something about me -I’m a TV series junkie. It gets bad. 

Really bad.

I can watch whole series of shows in a matter of a few weeks. Once I get started, I just. can’t. stop. I will even lose sleep over watching episodes into the wee hours of the morning. 

I do this over and over again. I watched every episode of Grey’s Anatomy, Army Wives, Friday Night Lights…just to name a few. Netflix and I have a tight relationship. 

Cory and I have a few shows that we watch together but they are never “girlie” shows. They are shows like Dexter and The Walking Dead. Don’t get me wrong, those are some of my favorites but Pretty Little Liars is my current obsession favorite. Last Friday, while watching probably my 4th or 5th episode {of the night}, Cory said “I hate that I like this show.” 


All I know is I’ve got to get caught up to the current season soon because football season starts next weekend! Between being in Clemson all day every Saturday and watching the Ravens on Sunday, there will be no time for anything else. 

Yes, football season outweighs Pretty Little Liars. Or any other series, for that matter. 

Other than Christmas, football season is my favorite time of the year. I pride myself in my knowledge of the game. No, I’m no expert but after cheering Lord only knows how many games over the span of 10 years, you come to know a thing or two about the game.

Sorry for such a random post but that’s life lately. I’ve got to get back to snuggling with my boys and watching Pretty Little Liars! 

Have a blessed week!

DIY Cupcake Stand

Remember a few weeks ago when I promised I would do a tutorial for the DIY cupcake stand I made for Kaylen’s 1st birthday? Well, here it is!

Sorry it’s taken me so long to get in on here but things were cray cray right after the party trying to get Cory ready for Africa. This past week I’ve been the clingy wife I said I wasn’t because I’ve been so happy to have him home.

Anyway…back to the tutorial.

When Jessica and I were planning the party, we knew we wanted two cupcake stands. Have you ever tried to find cute cupcake stands? They don’t exist. So, I turned to Pinterest. Of course. What it led me to was some really easy, cheap ways to make my own DIY cupcake stand.

Here’s what I used-minus the candle sticks. I didn’t have them when I took these pictures and forgot to get pictures of them. I just picked up four brass candlesticks at our Habitat for Humanity store. I got two pairs that were a little bit different in height.

I found most of the plates at Big Lots and the rest at thrift stores.

After scuffing up the plates with a Scotch Brite pad, Cory sprayed them with primer and paint. If I’m using spray paint, 9 times out of 10 he sprays for me. I always spray way too much and then it runs and isn’t pretty. 

  I’m so thankful for a husband who goes along with all my DIY attempts.

And this is where the problem started. The plate on the far left was glass and I actually found another one just like it at a different thrift store. After Cory painted them, we brought them inside for the night and when I woke up the next morning, both plates were cracked right down the middle. Since I’m no professional, I have no idea why they cracked. It was really humid outside when we Cory painted them and I’m thinking it had something to do with bringing them in the cool air condition for the night. With my two bottom plates out, my Mom saved the day and had two matching plastic platters. Cory primed and sprayed them for me and problem solved!

After the candlesticks and plates were painted and dry, I used E6000 glue to assemble the plates and the candlesticks. Since this was the night before the party, I decided to wait to get pictures of them in use. They are cupcake stands, after all.

And voila!

Aren’t they cute? I paid less than $20 for all the supplies and can reuse them for any occasion.

If you’d like to see the full party recap, you can here.

Hope you enjoyed my tutorial how to make a DIY cupcake stand!

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