Friday, February 24, 2012


  • 9:32 pm
  • late night blog post because I didn't get my usual friday afternoon post in because I was hanging out with my favorite 10 year old.
  • ...who has a race tomorrow! 
  • Wish her luck & strength!
  • wish me some too.
  • Deciding to change your life is scary.
  • Here I am, a rabbit hearted girl, frozen in the headlights
  • Ever since I picked up that damn study book from the library, I've felt like I can't I'm going to throw up...and no, unlike the rest of blogland, I am not pregnant.
  • but I want a certain little girl someday with blue eyes and messy hair, and because I am professing it to the world, I'll probably end up with a dark haired, dark eyed little boy also known as noise covered in dirt.
  • happy bottom
  • Instead of rushing towards the skyline...I wish that I could just be brave
  • There are a number of ways to go about change.
  • I want to choose the best option for when I leave...because I definitely don't want to be in Louisiana forever.
  • I'm fairly sure I spell "definitely" wrong every time I type it.
  • But now I can use the word "abscond" correctly in a sentence.
  • I must become a lion hearted girl...ready for a fight
  • I guess thats the first step.
  • And you can only have one first step.
  • And I feel like having a pity party.
  • Complete with $8.00 mexican food, a Paul Rudd movie, and Cadbury Mini Eggs from CVS.
  • Drugstore doors open automatically, then close when you leave. 
  • You're never stuck between those doors. 
  • I feel like I'm finally looking at my future and deciding how to get it...and make it what I want...but somehow I'm unsure of how to get from point A to point B. 
  • Peering into a closet not knowing what to pick out.  What coats to wear.  What you want to show the world.  
  • One thing's for sure...
  • No one's going to do it for me.
  • And I can't wait forever.
  • If its important to you, you find a way; if its not, you find an excuse.
  • This is a comes with a price...who is the lamb & who is the knife...Midas is king & he holds me so tight & turns me to gold in the sunlight.
  • The blessed sunlight.
  • Sparkling water.
  • Our shame to feel, our pride to show, glad, angry, but indifferent, no.
  • 10:07 pm

Thursday, February 23, 2012

A Walk in the Park

A Walk in the Park

Last week, after my rather swift(9:47 minute pace!!) Tuesday run, I took a few minutes about half an hour to take some photos at Baton Rouge City Park with a special focus on capturing the water in the fountain.  I've posted my photo information under each, so maybe I can look back at this for a reference.
Won't you join me on my late afternoon walk?
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I tried really hard to capture that first star shining in the last picture.  It doesn't stand out as much as I wanted, but its a start.  Regardless of how I captured it, my wish was still made.
Which is your favorite photo?

Tuesday, February 21, 2012

HMG {Happy Mardi Gras}

{ Happy Mardi Gras }
...and a happy last day before Lent begins...

Monday, February 20, 2012

Living Alone

Living Alone
{ 20 Mile Stand }
As many of you know, I live alone.
Alone as in "without boyfriends, husbands, roommates or friends to leave crumbs in my kitchen and toothpaste in the sink".
I have my two bears and without them, I believe that I just might go crazy.
Bad crazy.
Not fun crazy.
Either way, I think that Kate & Oli said it best, and I highly recommend you check out their post. 
It definitly spoke to me, and it just might speak to you too.

Friday, February 17, 2012

The Colors Red & Blue

  • 3:32 pm
  • I'm wearing my coral chevron shirt and I had a hamburger with a fried egg on it for lunch.
  • Actually, the egg was once over easy, so it was runny and delicious.
  • I'm thinking of taking the GRE.
  • I don't know.
  • I've been told that I'm a walking contradiction.
  • A few times.
  • one night to be confused.
  • I have a gingerbread house in the trunk of my car, which expires in June 2012.
  • February 2012 is almost over.
  • I'm a fan of St. Patrick's Day, which I think is in March.
  • You can catch all the ingredients for a soup at the parade.
  • we had a promise made.
  • headache.
  • Excited to clean tomorrow.
  • {that sounded lame}.
  • I also wouldn't mind baking.
  • And reading.
  • And apparently studying for the GRE.
  • weather is supposed to be raining.
  • 100 % chance.
  • mind is a razor blade.
  • 3:39 pm

Wednesday, February 15, 2012

When Life Gives You Lemons

When Life Gives You Lemons

Find a shirt to match.
{ from goodwill }

Tuesday, February 14, 2012

HVD {Happy Valentine's Day}

{Happy Valentine's Day}

{ nice }

{ pinterest }
{ Snippet & Ink, Sarah Rhoads Photography }

{ Ritzy Bee }
{ Castle and Things }
{ Green Wedding Shoes }

 Happy Valentine's Day, my loves!
I'm wearing my kissing bunny panties and eating cookies for breakfast to celebrate.

Monday, February 13, 2012

When You Know Better

When You Know Better

Ruthann, over at  Eclectic Whatnot is training for a half marathon.
One of her weeks required a 5k race, and to give her support, some other running bloggers are linking up  at the end of the week and posting about our runs.
She doesn't have the linky party up yet, put I already wrote my post, so I'm going to share. 
Basically though, if you're not a runner, this will be a pretty boring post.
Way back in the day, post break up with a long time boyfriend, I trained for and completed the Inagural Rock N' Roll Mardi Gras Marathon in New Orleans in 2010.
It was my first long distance race and I trained well and only had a few weeks of IT-Band pain somewhere in the middle of my schedule.
The remedy for this is to stretch stretch stretch and gain more stregth in your quads/butt/core, if I rememeber correctly.

Come race day, I knew that I had prepared well, but I ended up completing the half with a TERRRRRRIBLE time. I lost all composure and stopped to walk about seventeen times.
I never stopped to walk while training, but apparently this was the beginning of a bad habit that took a long time to break.
Despite the walking, after I finished I decided that if I can run 14 miles training for the half, then surely I could run 26.2 miles, and so last year(to the day,February 13th, 2011), I completed the Rock N' Roll full marathon in New Orleans.
Also with a terrible time.
While training for that race, I struggled with stopping to walk and my excuses were that I was tired, or sore, or thirsty, or I saw a nice bird, or whatever.
But by the time it was race day, I had pretty much kicked the habit of stopping in my runs, and I didn't stop during my 26.2 mile journey(except for maybe a tiny tiny bit ye about mile 22-23 ish).
My half marathon I completed in almost three hours and my full marathon I completed in 6:03 ish.
That means I'm SLOW.
When I trained for both of those races, I was usually around an 11:30 pace, but for the actual races, it equaled out to 14:14 and 14:25 minute miles.
What the hell, Brandi?
Post marathon, I didn't really train for a year, and ran 3 miles a few days a week and 5 miles on Sundays.
I've just started to get back into distance, and I'm also trying to keep my runs under 10:00 pace.
Three Sundays ago I ran five miles.
Two Sundays ago I ran 6.2 miles at a 10:19 pace.
Last Sunday, I ran 7.36 miles with a 10:24ish pace. 
I was only supposed to run 7 &; I was damn proud of myself for doing more than I had planned and for not stopping.
Now, let me tell you, I was sore.
Sore sore sore sore.
Mondays are always a rest day.
Tuesday, I was walking down my stairs and I noticed some tightness in my IT Band, brushed it off, and tried to ignore it.
Tuesday, I did not stretch pre-3 mile run.
Tuesday, I made that stupid decision, had a slow three mile run at 10:20, and felt really uncomfortable.
I do this bikini workout type thing two/three days per week, and when I tried to do that after running, the soreness got worse.
Then, my neighbor Julie and I went to Whole Foods, and after standing up for 30 minutes in the store, I needed to sit down because I was ouchy.
I went home, took advil, elevated and iced my knee area.
Wednesday, I was feeling better, stretched like a smart girl, and had a good run at 9:54.
Thursday I had another good run at 9:55.
And here we are now.

Sunday I was planning on running eight, but to be cautious about my IT band, I decided to only run five, since I didn't want to add too much distance too quickly.
Five at 10:03.
Not too bad.
So, I'm definitly not a perfect runner.
I'm not a girl who is naturally athletic, unless you count naturally having a big ass and liking Smoothie King.
But I do know that I enjoy running, and that I can keep improving, if I use my own common sense and don't hurt myself by not stretching and stopping every .5 mile.
So far, so good on the stopping, and I've stretched the rest of the week.
I hope to do a half this spring(I don't know which one yet), and then a full this fall.
I am absolutly nostalgic about my first marathon last year, and miss all the feelings that came along with completing it.  I guess you only get the first time once, but I'm
anxious to see how a second time feels.

Wish me luck, ladies, and I'll wish you luck too!

Saturday, February 11, 2012

The Wine I Already Tried

The Wine I Already Tried

The other day, my long lost neighbor-friend, Julie & I went to Whole Foods to buy cheese and tapioca pudding, bananas and milk, and to try as many samples as the associates would let us without telling us we are fatties and to buy something or leave.
We walked by the wine display, and Julie Marie exclaimed, "OH!  I like the packaging on that wine...and its a Zinfandel(she knows  how I love a dry Zin)...and its on sale!  We should try it!", to which I quickly burst her bubble by grumbling, "I'm poor.  I can't buy that now".
So, the next day I'm going through my photos, looking for something blogworthy, and I notice that I had indeed already bought this wine, and already took pictures with full intention of blogging about my dinner.
What a memory I've got.
So, without further adieu, I give you my blog post about dinner.
Heavenly dinner, might I add.

To be perfectly honest, I saw a recipe for something like this way back in the day, probably in Fitness Magazine, but I've been making a variation of it for a few years, so I'm calling it mine.
Spinach and Goat Cheese Quesadillas.
Rich Rich.
In my poor week.
Step one: open a bottle of wine, learn how to work a tripod & your camera's timer all at once.

Step two: take a picture so you remember the wine you already bought, and remember that it wasn't dry enough for your liking.
Step three: sautee up some bell pepper and spinach then place it on a spinach tortilla.
Step four: drink some more mediocre wine, and take a photo of the not so mediocre goat cheese so that you remember what it was, and that you did like it.
Step five: cut up some big little pieces of goat cheese and place on top of the spinach/bell pepper mixture and then smash another tortilla on top.  Put it back in the skillet to give it a crispy edge and some melty qualities.  While doing so, remind your own personal bears that, "no, dis not for jew even if jew give jew mama bear sweet eyes".
Step six: enjoy your handiwork, stop drinking wine because now its a Tipsy Tuesday, and freeze the rest of your mediocre wine in an ice cube tray for cooking later.
Quesadillas are so versatile, that really, you can put whatever you want inside and it will be a crispy, melty, and easy dinner.
So, why do I eat peanut butter and banana sandwhiches and cereal for dinner so often?
Your guess is as good as mine.

Friday, February 10, 2012

Give it Away

Give it Away
{ Rose in Pewter }

In the words of mister Anthony Kiedis,
"Give it Away, Give it Away, Give it Away, now".
Thats what my girl, Lindsay over at Shrimp Salad Circus is doing...but with a Jo Totes Camera Bag, not whatever the Red Hot Chili Peppers are talking about.
As part of my new year's resolutions, I vowed to take my Canon Rebel with me more places and take more photos with it. 
I'm getting better...but I'm not perfect yet.
I still feel like everyone is looking at me and wondering what the hell I'm doing.
I think any one of these bags would be sufficient to make me feel normal(a purse feels more normal than my camera bag, at this point).

{ Rose in Marigold }

{ Betsy in Mustard }

So, if any of my lovely readers want a chance to win too, mosey on over to the Shrimp Salad Circus Giveaway.  Hurry!  It ends on the Monday, February 13th, 2012.  You know, the day before national-chocolate-heart-and-red-lingerie-day.

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