Monday, November 24, 2014

Happy Thanksgiving



Happy Thanksgiving week everybody! Wish I was spending it with my nephew Jack like last year, but he's headed off to Disneyworld with the rest of the fam. I will see his sweet face at Christmas. My friend's family is taking pity on me, so at least I won't be cooking turkey for one with a side of premium dog food for Miss A. Looking forward to a big feast Thursday and putting up Christmas decorations on Friday. I need to finish a few house projects I've been putting off and do some Christmas shopping too. Hopefully a few bike rides will be in the mix as well and some sleeping in, which sounds like heaven after a long couple months.

I'm taking the week off from the blog as well, but I'll be back next Monday with all new posts and lots of holiday fun. I hope everyone has a wonderful holiday and that you're spending it with people you love. 

Happy Thanksgiving!

Friday, November 21, 2014

It's Friday, Love


{ Fun work party at The Boathouse on Southside }

It's been a pretty good week as I've tried to tie up loose ends at work before the Thanksgiving Holiday hits us. I'm just like everyone else and I say corny things like I can't believe it's almost December! Miss A and I took our annual Christmas Card photos and no matter how much I ask her to smile for the camera she won't....dogs, what are you gonna do? Something hit me Monday (not sure if it's good or bad) and I've been having a conversation with myself about it ever since. Still processing, as a friend used to say. Other than that, looking forward to a much needed weekend rest. See ya Monday.....

{ Got to spend time with my Godson Rowan and my Goddaughter Carolina this week....LOVE }

{ .......and we all fall down }

{ Who says pink is just for Spring? }

{ As the holidays approach I always start thinking about my dad and that I won't get to spend it with him again this year. Miss you old man. }

Wednesday, November 19, 2014

My Bike



My first memory of owning a bike was when I was about three I guess (give or take). My mom accidentally ran over my tricycle with her '73 Orange VW Bug Convertible. I'm sure I left it out, but I was still pretty pissed. Seriously? You didn't see it? It's red! My next memory is owning a gorgeous pink banana seat with white ribbons on the end of each handle bar. I loved it. As soon as I got home from school I'd hop on and meet my neighborhood friends for a couple hours of perilous adventure before having to be home at 5:30pm. Ahhhhh Elementary School. Pretty crazy times!:)

Then... that's about it. My friends and I still spent oodles of time together, but we'd started to notice there were differences between girls and boys, and my girlfriends and I much preferred to gossip about which boy we liked and how we could win his heart in the privacy of our own single-gender compounds. The cracker-jack group of CIA operatives that we were, we neglected to see that by spending time with them, RIDING BIKES!!!!!, as opposed to gossiping about them, our chances of receiving a note that said "check yes or no" would have gone up by like a bazillion! Ahhhh Middle School. Even crazier times:).

Let's fast forward a few years (couple decades), because once again, no bike memories to report with any flair. Adult Kelly has moved to Church Hill and has made some fabulous new friends who, you guessed it, like to ride bikes. I didn't have one of my own and I would hear them talk about their awesome outings with envy stewing in my heart. One day they took pity on me and lent me a bike so I could join them for a ride. I was so far behind I lost track of them. You look like an idiot! You hate doing things you're bad at just get off the damn bike! But honestly, I felt so great after it was over. I got some exercise, spent fun times with my friends and didn't feel guilty about anything I ate for the rest of the day. Maybe this bike thing could work!!?

I bought my own as a birthday present to myself last February. How much is this one? No seriously how much? Crap! If you buy this thing and don't use it I'm going to kill you Fitzgerald! Yea I talk to myself, get over it. Then something kind of awesome happened. We had a really warm winter and I was on it about a week later. I haven't stopped since. Sometimes we all go on weekend rides. Sometimes I need to clear my head so I go out on my own. Sometimes I have a great ride and sometimes I am like who's freakin idea was this why aren't I in bed? Sometimes I feel like I can't make it another mile and sometimes I feel like I could do another 20.

But all the time I love it.

I said to a friend the other day that it's one of the best things I've ever done for myself in my life. I feel such a sense of power and accomplishment after every ride, but especially after the long and challenging ones. It's an exercise in self-awareness, both of the body and mind. Overcoming the challenges that both can present lets you know what you're made of.

Dreading the winter months when I knew I'd be more likely to stay in my warm bed as opposed to going out for a ride, I signed up for the 50 mile portion of the Cap 2 Cap race in May. Fear of failure and humiliation will hopefully serve as my motivation to throw off that down comforter. I can see myself finishing. I can see myself saying you did this. I'm so excited I can't stand it.

So why am I writing about my love for my bike today? Well, because funny enough I've outgrown her. On a ride this weekend I just looked down and thought...it's time for the next step. She was a good pick in the beginning, a hybrid that works on both road and more mountainous trails. I will keep her for the rockier roads and trails ahead, but I'd also like to increase my road distance and ability since it's what I can do most easily here in Richmond. A shopping trip is in order!

So finally, a huge thank you to my bike. You have carried me for a year over asphalt, dirt, rocks, branches and most of all hard times. You gave me a sense of control when so many difficult situations were completely out of mine. You helped me feel my power. You have been such a needed and wonderful outlet and for that I will be forever grateful.

K

Monday, November 17, 2014

Hill and Holler



I've been following the Hill and Holler series out of Charlottesville for a while now, eagerly hoping to make it to one. Luckily, they came to me and Richmond had it's inaugural event Sunday night in Church Hill's own Libby Hill Park. Thanks to all of the restaurants and cider gods who had their yummy delicacies on hand for us to sample. We had such a great time and can't wait for the next one!




























Saturday, November 15, 2014

It's Friday, Love


{ Epic time at the Dover Hall First Anniversary Party! }

I know, I know it's Saturday....not Friday. But gimme a break:). Anyway happy saturday and here's to a great weekend!

{ I'm sexy and I know it }

{ The best club sandwich I've ever had. From The Continental }

{ A new look for the bathroom }

{ Trying to overdose so I don't want to chop people's heads off }

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Apple Sangria



If you're like me, when someone leaves a massive jug of cider at your house you instantly begin searching for a fun cocktail to make with it. I settled on Apple Sangria which is an easy way to give champagne the fall treatment. Add in a blanket and a fire in the backyard, and you have the makings for a fabulous Saturday afternoon. Enjoy!

Apple Sangria

1 bottle champagne
2 cups apple cider
1/2 cognac
dash of cinnamon
2 sliced apples









Monday, November 10, 2014

Let's Take A Walk


Miss Austen has decided she is deathly afraid of segways. What joy is mine. Why, I have no idea. I can only surmise it might be a noise they make that I can't hear. This weekend was beautiful and luckily we didn't see them anywhere, so here's a few pics from our weekend walks.....around Church Hill. ENJOY!













 

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