favorite friday fun

i’m thrilled it’s friday. i’m not sure why, but i still get excited about friday even though i’m no longer working a corporate 8-5 job. i guess it’s just the energy or something in the air, i’ll always be happy for friday.

this morning was rough! instead of getting at least 3 hours of sleep, we got woken up every 15 minutes for 3 hours because my husband’s toothbrush was malfunctioning and making the strangest and loudest noise. it was enough to get me to tears since it took me 2.5 hours to get Lulu to sleep, but luckily i kept myself together. at 4am i texted my running buddy and she met me for an hour run. honestly, i typically won’t workout if i’m not rested but i was so upset and frustrated, the run and fresh air soothed my soul. i knew if i stayed there i was going to say mean things and get mad at my husband for keeping a toothbrush for 8 years, but once i got outside and blood was pumping, i realized hey, it’s not his fault. whoever said running is like therapy was right. exercise is my therapy much of the time.

so i thought i would list out what i have been loving this week and what my favorite things are.

Snap Kitchen

i recently discovered SNAP Kitchen, which is a place that offers healthy, prepared meals to-go. you walk in and it’s like a giant fridge with ready-made and packaged meals. all you do is grab what you want, pay and go. they make everything fresh and provide breakfast, lunch, dinner, snacks, desserts, and drinks. all the ingredients and nutrition is on the box, and instructions for heating if necessary. they offer meals for every diet, ie vegan, paleo, low carb, gluten free, pescatarian, etc. what i love is that the food is all normal and natural ingredients, no preservatives. it’s basically like going to a grocery store and getting their ready-made food to go, but much better. the ingredients are fresh the flavors are delicious. eating nutritious food is important and i’m not good at having balanced meals right now, so this place has really helped me stay on top of my protein. up until this i was living on nuts and toast and coffee with tons of sugar. not. good!!! so i’m giving 2 snaps and twist and twirl for snap kitchen. i figure i will use snap kitchen and get recipe and meal ideas so i can start to prep meals myself. this will take some planning on my part, but this is good motivation and inspiration.

their food is so yummy! and looks pretty easy to concoct from what i can tell looking at their ingredients. my favorite one so far is their little breakfast box with hard boiled eggs, bison patties, and spinach. the bison patties are amazing and only have like 5 ingredients. this definitely makes me realize i really need to make 2 dozen hard boiled eggs and have them ready in the fridge. i’ve been eating the crap (or yolk) out of hard boiled eggs now that i’ve picked up a few boxes from snap. the bison patties require more effort but i think i’ll start with Meg’s lentil burgers. anything that’s a patty and a hard boiled egg are making me very happy these days. grab and eat. don’t even need to heat it up for me. love it!

5 AM run dates x 2

i already mentioned my near breakdown this morning. well, the run really did make me feel better. last week my running friend and i said we’ll try to meet up twice a week, that’s 2 mornings per week at 5AM, and see what we can do by 6AM. that gives me 1 whole hour of me time with daddy at home watching the baby. this is a huge help and huge deal for me! i feel like a better wife and mother already because i love the mornings, i love physical activity, and i love seeing my good friend before the sun comes up. i love fitness friends! i’m in a better mood during the day and 2 days a week is plenty for me. everything else is just a huge bonus. like my sunday spin class! huge bonus.

blog friends

it’s amazing how connected you can feel to someone you’ve never met. it never ceases to amaze me how connected i feel people via blogs and social media. not everyone, but some people just stand out and feel like their speaking my language. these special people feel like real friends, and like real friends are there when i need support. hopefully vice versa. it’s so incredible to know that you can reach out to someone when you’re feeling in a funk and they will not mind or at least pretend to not mind. i feel very blessed to have come across such amazing people via the interwebs. i can’t wait to meet in real life because like any friendship, i see them as lifelong friends. no rush, but one day 🙂

update, i had to stop this post and now it’s saturday. life happens, right?

we’ve got a busy day ahead so with that i’m cutting this short and off to be a much more present wife and mother 🙂

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every tried these ready-made meal places? 

good at meal planning? 




self help thursday

for some reason i’ve decided it’s self help day. it will make more sense later, keep reading.

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it’s thursday, roughly 8AM as i type this. Lulu is napping in her bed but wiggling around so i’m in that ‘panic, type fast!’ mode. there is a good chance i’ll be pausing a lot and this post will take the whole day to actually write. that’s totally OK! any post is progress, that’s my new attitude. i’ve abandoned perfection and just moving forward and writing what i can, when i can. seize the moment. seize the blog moment. cora inspired this in me, i read on one of her posts something about doing the work. i love to write but was afraid to blog since that felt like i needed it to be perfect. but i’m not worrying about that anymore. i’m just going to write.

i’ve been up since 3:30AM and somehow feel ok. maybe it’s because i had my lemon water, did my oil pulling, showered, and have my coffee. oh yeah, and i got in a quick run with my friend who is always up at 4AM, crazy like me.friends are good to have. crazy ones are even better.



i know, i’m sort of amazing sometimes. i didn’t plan for this, it sort of just happened. whenever the stars align themselves in my favor, i take what i can. the rest of the day is anyone’s guess.

life is about mastering improv and going with the flow…

for example, one of my outings that was planned for today has already changed. i had a therapist appointment scheduled, and she called to cancel due to having a bad shingles outbreak and not wanting to have my sweet baby near her. thank you for that. i love my therapist, she is like family. not that i see her all the time, but the handful of times i’ve seen her over the last 2 years she has felt like family. she’s met our baby, she’s met my hubby, she’s like a godmother. she even calls to check up on me. she even knows my mom! which is how i found her. everyone needs someone like her, it’s worth paying for it to keep it professional. i know that’s what friends are for, but sometimes you need someone that is a pro, and not a friend. ya know? i’m all for therapy and self-help. nobody is without issues and we all need some TLC for our  mental health. it keeps me sane, literally. haha ok i’m amusing myself. i’m sort of running on fumes and coffee, and rice milk.

back to my talk about self-help, i’m a huge fan of it. i have always had major anxiety. i was a very anxious kid. doesn’t matter why or how, that’s just how i grew to be. i run on anxiety and adrenaline and zen thoughts. i’m a like a hyper active buddha, at least in my own mind. i’m very zen but also very anxious. i don’t care that i’m conflicted, it’s just me. i stopped fighting my self and it is much nicer now inside 🙂

anyhow, i used to try to fix my anxiety but it wasn’t till i accepted myself that i actually got less anxious. it’s OK to be anxious, it won’t kill you. however if you worry about it than it just makes it worse. at least that is the case for me. the way i manage my anxiety is by doing things to release that pent up energy: taking care of my SELF, having some me time even if it’s a shower, working out, write, clean, invert myself, take deep breathes, take the dogs for a walk (less possible with a baby.)

life with a new baby has made me realize even more so how it’s important to take care of my self. i was raised by a woman that always made taking time for herself a priority, and i appreciate that now more than ever. women have enough guilt to deal with, we don’t need EXTRA mom guilt. it’s hard enough. i felt guilty for stuff at first, but now realize how much better i feel if i take time for myself, ask for help, do something -anthing!- for myself – it makes me a better mother and a much better wife. i don’t do well when i haven’t showered, and the last thing i need is a mental breakdown. much better off if i get in a shower and decompress when shit hits the fan – almost literally, Lulu has quite the powerful anus!

so that’s my rant for today. it’s not just self-help day, it should be self-help every day. but i’m highlighting it today.

because the better i love myself, the better i can give love. and don’t we all want to give the best love?


i love these two

what do you do to take care of yourself?

ever have mom guilt? oh it’s the worst! 


limitations or limitless

hey there peeps. i’m on a roll. i guess when i get into something i really get in with gusto! but seriously, i’m trying to take advantage of any baby nap time i can. they are not predictable just yet being that Lulu is only 6 weeks plus 2 days old 🙂


my day technically started at 12AM this morning,that was her first feeding. she likes to seize the day by the balls i guess, or the ta-tas 😀

so far we’ve had a pretty fun day: feeding, changing, burping, listening to my play list for spin class, staring the the mobile in her big bed, and best of all: i gave a bath and she didn’t freak out. she loved it. she even fell asleep shortly after. nothing makes me happier than i happy, well fed, clean Lulu that is sweetly napping next to me. love love love.

i also managed to take a shower and wash my hair, invert on my inversion table, and skipped my workout in favor of washing my hair and taking my time with cleaning up and prepping for her bath. i try to exercise every day but seriously, it’s not set in stone. she comes first! and also my health. working out is supposed to be my stress relief, not add stress. right???

during all the hustle of the day, i’ve been pondering… pondering about how lucky i am to be here right now. how grateful i feel. i haven’t always felt this good, there have certainly been times where i felt limited, rather than limitless. yes, i have allowed my own mind to be my enemy rather than my friend. thank heavens today we are friends!

i used to have a really hard time moving forward and going after things i wanted, starting from a young age. i was shy and nervous, and had severe anxiety as a kid. luckily it was a phase since before elementary school i was really outgoing, but during ages 6-10 i got severe anxiety and was just a bundle of nervous energy. i felt awkward and just wanted to fit in, but always felt like i was limited. mainly because i didn’t feel good enough compared to others. not pretty enough, wealthy enough, and not ‘american’ enough. it’s all SO silly now that i felt that way, but it is what it is.

examples of the limitations i thought i had: 

  • not pretty enough
  • not blonde, therefore not pretty
  • not thin enough
  • not cool enough
  • not ‘normal’ enough, whatever that means
  • too foreign
  • too exotic
  • single mom always out, great-grandmother at home that didn’t speak english
  • tiny apartments or homes in ‘poor’ areas before my mom remarried
  • not knowing my father till 23 yrs old
  • getting diagnosed with severe scoliosis at age 10
  • having to go to the chiropractor 3-5 times a week for years till i was 19
  • having back surgery at age 20
  • thyroid cancer
  • blood clotting disorder
  • being pregnant with spinal fusion
  • being pregnant at 37 years old
  • trying to succeed in the corporate world without a degree (before i had one)
  • a family history of diabetes, depression, and stroke

i used to let this list of things get me down, but one day i decided i can change the way i feel. i can focus on the positive. i didn’t have it that bad, and even if i did so what? i can still live my best life no matter what.

the days where i felt limited are long gone, for the most part. some days i do feel challenged like with my back and all the breastfeeding. but then i go over my reasons to be grateful and do my best to appreciate all i have. if that doesn’t work, i get something yummy to eat. yup, i don’t mind eating to feel better!!!

today i do things to help me feel joyful and happy, each day. they help me to feel limitless rather than limited. these are ingredients to help me feel good as much as possible. i can’t do them all some days, but i try my best. 

daily happiness rituals:

  • wake up and say thank you each morning
  • say my gratitude prayers morning and night time, now to my baby girl
  • give kisses to my loves: baby, hubby, doggies
  • stretch and give thanks
  • have water with lemon – thanks for the reminder, Meg!
  • drink my greens powder and take supplements
  • try to sweat for 30 min a few times a week
  • take deep breathes in the shower
  • oil pulling for oral health
  • inversion table for a few minutes, hanging upside down is awesome
  • prepare good food to eat: lately it’s been potatoes, rice, and more carbs 🙂
  • be nice and loving to my hubby

things i try to do whenever i can

  • go for a walk
  • walk the dogs
  • get a massage
  • go out with friends
  • take the baby out to a cafe or walk
  • visit friends with the baby
  • invite people over to keep me company
  • go meet a mommy group

well that’s all i got. i’m back to check on the baby. hope you’re having a great hump day!!

have you ever felt limited?

what do you do to feel good and feel limitless? 

recap of my pregnancy

what was it like being pregnant for me?

after hearing all the horror stories and being a woman over 35, i was a little anxious. but at the same time, i felt determined. determined to have an awesome experience if possible. i watched my mother during her pregnancy when i was 17 years old, and she made it look easy. thank goodness for her because that left a strong impression in my mind. and it really made my pregnancy that much better.

since i haven’t really shared much about what i experienced overall while i was pregnant, here it goes. in bullet points because that’s how i roll.

1st trimester: october, november, december 

  • total shit. and i know my shit was nothing compared to the horror stories i’ve heard. i pretty much had it easy compared to many, but my experience is still my own.
  • i thought my hormones were out of whack. had panic attack.
  • i was tired, and i hated not having energy.
  • i felt nauseas and i hate feeling sick. i tossed my cookies only twice but still, that was enough to get to me mentally.
  • i was working full time and completely exhausted and emotional. really emotional.
  • i also got diagnosed with thyroid cancer, so that sucked.
  • by the end of my first trimester i was feeling great again. it practically happened overnight. something inside me clicked and i realized shit, i may die from cancer so i better live each day to the fullest. i was being dramatic but still, i felt reborn.

2nd trimester: january, february, march

  • i really got my groove back
  • i got that magical pregnancy energy
  • i had started exercising regularly again
  • got certified to teach indoor cycling
  • started teaching
  • quit my full time job
  • started working from home
  • felt energized and happy
  • house hunted for the move in may
  • traveled to san francisco on baby moon #1

3rd trimester: april, may, june

  • still had amazing energy
  • monitored thyroid cancer, still same size tumor
  • took baby moon #2 to spain
  • packed up and moved
  • settled into new home
  • continued running and spinning regularly
  • continued teaching spin class till june 14th
  • had many date nights
  • had many girls’ dinners
  • hosted many game nights
  • visit from brother
  • went into false labor june 20
  • went into another false labor june 23
  • went into real labor june 25
  • labored for 30 + hours
  • c-section at 2:29am, baby born at 2:33am on june 27

honestly, i miss being pregnant. what??? yes, i do. life was certainly different, simpler. and my sweet baby was just all cozy and with me all the time. i felt amazing having her with me and taking her on our adventures. safe inside my belly.  

now that she’s ‘out’ i had initial feelings of panic because i didn’t want to leave  her side or put her down. this soon passed, but the waves of emotion was intense.

my pregnancy was a blissful and an amazing experience; my labor was tough and had me literally wondering if i was going to make it; the c section was so easy that i wished i had just done it to begin with.

i hired a doula after deciding i wanted to try natural birth, but because of my severe scoliosis and full spinal fusion, my OB said that she didn’t recommend i attempt natural birth at all, and if i was that i should get a doula. so i did, and we tried. i worked with her for months before the labor to make sure i had a healthy, natural delivery. i worked all the exercises daily. i did EVERYTHING i could and more, and yet still could not deliver my baby naturally because of my spinal fusion. it was not meant to be, but she was delivered successfully via c section and that is just what happened. in the end it doesn’t matter how she arrived, all i care about is that she’s healthy. that. is. all. 

i beat myself up about it for a while. i sat there in self pity for a while. but that all washed away as soon as i realized my baby is healthy and nobody, not i nor anyone else, should feel guilty for having a c section.

seriously, the fact that i felt guilty about it is ridiculous! it doesn’t matter how you birth your baby. it really doesn’t’. all that matters is that he or she gets here in the best way possible. the best way that works for you. our bodies are special and unique. i was built for surgery. some people are not. i recovered very well from my surgery and did much better than i thought i would. it was  not bad at all, all things considered.

now my sweet baby girl is here in the world and the world is all-things-baby.

i totally get how some moms go crazy, there are so many ups and downs. at the end of the day the hardest yet most blissful thing i’ve ever done. i’m so honored and proud to be Lulu’s momma.

i’ll talk about life post partum in the next post….

if you’ve had a baby, how was your pregnancy?

if you haven’t, what are your thoughts on pregnancy? 

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Week In Review: Life with Lulu



it’s been a hot minute since i’ve done a blog post. i realize that. i thought about whether or not i should continue blogging at all, but quickly decided not to overthink it and take advantage of the free moments i have.

life is good. i have a precious baby in the other room, happily napping. (i’m watching her on my monitor as i type this, technology is amazing!) i’m clean, i’ve had coffee, and bonus points for a run and dog walk. i feel like i have conquered the world in the last hour!!! anytime i have a shower i feel like high-fiving someone. it’s that awesome.

crib baby room

much to catch up on – so for my Week In Review, hosted by the lovely momma and inspiration to my new-mom-self, Meg, i will try to summarize all that’s happened in the last week then try to catch up on what’s actually happened in the last few months in another post. to join the WIR party, link up with Meg here – she’s clean and fast on her feet. hehehe wink wink.



so clearly life has changed. i had a baby. Lucinda Helene Smith. this precious tiny human was inside my body and entered the world on june 27th, at 2:33am. this is the work of angels and powers greater than i can comprehend. mother nature is mind blowing. growing humans is mind blowing. i still can’t believe i grew and carried a baby, then had her lifted out of my bowels and into the world, and now she’s gurgling happily in the next room.


okay i can go on forever… this whole has got me like WHOA. science. the human body. women. it’s all epic shit.

so back to my WIR, i’ll start with what i actually did this last week. my brain is scrambled up so this list will be scrambled, too.


the daily stuff:

  • breastfed, burped, changed diapers, rocked baby, napped, ate, laundry x a thousand times, cleaned, more diapers, some pumping

other stuff:

  • walked to a cafe for breakfast with friends 2 x
  • saw my dentist once, had a tooth pulled once
  • took antibiotics for tooth infection for a week
  • hubby took off work to help with baby while i did the dental torture: 1 day
  • had my post natal OB appointment and took the baby, so it lasted 3 hours
  • saw my girlfriend on friday for happy hour – 2 hours of adult time
  • grocery store: 1 x
  • workouts: 30 mins x 5, plus an easy run on sunday with my gal pal
  • dogs walked: 1 time 🙁 sadly they get the short end of the stick
  • mother’s helper came over to help: 3 x
  • days where i stayed on the couch and felt tied to the baby station: 2 x
  • went to my mom’s house with the baby: 2 x and brought dogs
  • meals cooked: ???? cooking? i baked bread. i’m surprisingly good at that.
  • baby vomitted milk: 3 x
  • baby spit up: 10-20 x little spit ups
  • calls to the pediatrician: 1 x – said to eliminate all foods from my diet but potatoes and turkey and rice…
  • cried about feeling overwhelmed at changing my diet: 1 x
  • calls the the lactation specialist: 1 x – she said the change the feeding position. this actually worked immediately.
  • attempts at work stuff: 2x
  • paperwork done to return back to teaching 1 day per week of spinning classes
  • got my hair done on saturday while hubby watched Lulu
  • glasses of wine all week: 4

ok so the sweet baby girl is waking up. i’ll end this quick with a blast of photos of the last 5 weeks and 1 day.

how was your week? 

when was the last time you got  your hair done? 

ever had a tooth pulled? 

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WIR – baby room & catching up

whoa what happened? i missed a week and didn’t even realize it. holy crap. well, at least i remembered early this time. i love this linkup, regardless if anyone cares or not i still love reflecting on all that’s happened over the last 7 (or 14 in my case…) days. a bit selfish of me but enjoyable 🙂

ready to linkup? join Meg and her hearty party here. she’s the bomb dot com of the week in reviews.


i’ll try not to blather on about everything that’s happened in the last 2 weeks since that would just drive you and i both bonkers. instead i’ll go over the highlights, then expand more on my favorite parts (like doing the baby’s room!!!)

  • weekly OB visits
  • weekly chiro appointments
  • weekly prenatal massage – whoa life changing, thanks Meg!!!!
  • had my teeth cleaned and discovered i need some work done after the baby’s born – boo 🙁
  • went nuts on Amazon ordering baby stuff and hospital stuff for me
  • volunteered at the Asia Society twice
  • worked on rental properties for clients
  • collected my art pieces and gathering my inspiration for next pieces
  • taught a 2-hour spin class with 2 fellow instructors – awesome day!!!
  • taught my weekly spin class plus a couple extra classes as a sub
  • joined my run group for saturday runs
  • hosted a game night
  • had lots of doggy cuddle time
  • celebrated my mother-in-law’s birthday
  • saw old friends for brunch
  • attempted a date night in the form of a trip to IKEA to buy a nice rug 🙂
  • survived all the rain in Houston – it’s been flooding weekly forever it seems
  • started watching Call the Midwives on Netflix… appropriate and addictive!
  • completed the baby’s room – took a few days and attempts

my favorite things over the last few days:

teaching and doing spin classes – this really helps to keep me feeling good and with my sleep, which is the BEST part of all. i love seeing others succeed in their fitness goals, and also love having fun with different music and formats. what can i say, it’s a dream job!

still spinning

my new diaper backpack – yup, it’s one of my favorite things. i love that it’s simple and a back pack!

tory back pack

volunteering – being at the asia society is always a very gratifying and enjoyable experience. being surrounded by art, in a beautiful building, just gives me a great sense of calm and peace.

volunteer as day asia society

my funny dogs – they really crack me up with their antics… i’ll leave it at that.

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last but not least, the baby’s room!!! so i’m an expert now. haha! here is my step by step guide to decorating a baby’s room:

  • have no plan
  • realize some sort of plan is going to be necessary…
  • decide color scheme
  • change mind completely about color scheme
  • procrastinate
  • look to google for advice
  • procrastinate more
  • find checklists online for more guidance
  • order everything in site from amazon
  • spend a day at baby’s r us
  • procrastinate more
  • finally create a deadline by inviting your mother-in-law to come see the baby’s room
  • wait till final day and madly decorate baby’s room
  • celebrate achievements!

sunshine guest bed crib love crib baby room closets baby chair

so that’s it. boom. i’ve still got a little more to do on the walls but i think at least the authorities would approve us as able to have a baby live here 🙂

have you ever decorated a room?

baby’s room? 

been guilty of procrastinating?

work best under pressure? that’s me!


WIR – give all the fu*ks

this past week was another busy one. is it EVER not, though? seriously.

despite my lack of social media presence and interest (sorrybutnotsorry?) i’ve enjoyed going over my past weeks to reflect and ponder on just how much stuff can happen in 7 days. and this wouldn’t be possible without the great linkup hostess of WIR’s, Meg. please give a fu*k and linkup here.


my theme of the past week is caring. give a shit. give a fuck about stuff. i may not know a lot, but i know i’m joyfully growing a tiny human inside me, and i want her to know that it’s ok to not give a fu*k about everything. but on that same note, it’s OK to care. in fact, it’s OK to give a big fuck about a lot of things. i know it’s super trendy right now to ‘not give all the fucks’ and all that jazz, but fuck that. i give a fuck about stuff. some stuff. i don’t give a hoot about celebrity facebook/ig posts and can’t join people in their quest for self affirmation via social media. but i do care about the things in my life that matter. and i don’t care what other people care about or think. i’ve made a lot of friends over the years and i can’t say they are all still my friends. i’ve crossed paths with people temporarily, and used to wonder if i’m supposed to keep in touch with everyone. but i don’t. you don’t. people come in and out of life. some stick around for a while, for longer, or just for a moment. i’ve realized that friendships take a bit of work but otherwise shouldn’t be that hard. life can be hard, but we don’t have to make things harder by giving a crap about non-consequential crap. who cares what who wore? who cares if your polish is chipped or your kitchen is clean? in the grand scheme of things most stuff is just trivial. the big stuff matters. what is big to me are my family and health, and my gosh darn mental abilities. things that make me happy, like sweating and helping people sweat. and learning stuff. waking up and cuddling with my 3 loves – dj, muffin, and hubby – bring me great joy. as long as they’re good, it’s all good in my hood.


so thanks for bearing through that tangent. i’ve been going off on a lot of tangents lately. lack of alcohol and caffeine have brought out major thoughts in me. i think i like it.

something funny that reminded me of days long gone, but certainly memorable

but back to the point and post at hand. what did i get up to this past week? 

  • lots of spin classes – both teaching and taking
  • volunteered an entire day at the asia society
  • attended a volunteer banquet at the asia society – superb!
  • did a lot of adulting and wifery: laundry, domestics, cooking, work stuff
  • had a prenatal appointment: baby Smith is good, approx 4lbs and growing. doc said eat more protein, i say OK!
  • had a friend over for lunch
  • went out to lunch and dim sum
  • met with my bestie for a much needed mani and pedi – ahhhhh sweet delights
  • watched Deadpool at home… fell asleep for 10 min but overall it was entertaining
  • watched Game of Thrones
  • supervised hubby as he hung ALL the pictures in each room, minus baby room
  • had date night with epic pizza place discovery neary home. YUMMY
  • celebrated hubby’s last final exam
  • got thank you cards for upcoming shower (after realizing all my stationary disappeared during our move. so sad!)
  • researched tons of wall decals for nursery – changed my mind a thousand times
  • took care of sick pups all weekend – good news, they are both healthy! whatever it was passed. relief and joy to the world.
a very tired and low energy muffin 🙁
me after teaching class = happy place
turned my pregnancy pillow into a doggy bed/donut. muffin loves her doggy donut 🙂
us at the vet today hearing the good news – she’s ok
some songs that i’m adding to my list. already have most of them 😉

what did i really give a fu*k about this past week? 

my doggies and their health. i’m guessing my pregnant state of mind is making me very sensitive, and noticing them not feeling well just cuts me to the core.

also volunteering at the asia society. it’s been such a joyful place to be and help, that i don’t feel like i’m doing much besides enjoying myself. it’s an honor to be there.

putting together my playlists and teaching the best classes i can. i try so hard to make the best classes i can for each location, and really can’t wait to get back from maternity leave to see what my non-preggo self can do. watch out world!

my growing nugget – she’s the center of my cinnamon roll… the best part of everything, and my motivation and inspiration for doing all i do. can’t wait to meet her.

my goals for next week are pretty much the same – and get my art supplies back. i need to create art! i give a big fuck about art so i need to make it a priority… already have a big zebra painting in mind 🙂

how was your week? 

best part of the week?



WIR – dazed & confused

this past week flew by and i literally don’t know what happened to the seat of my pants. didn’t make sense, right? exactly. neither did this past week to me.

luckily nothing bad happened, and i know that because of this whole WIR process. it forced me to go over exactly what happened – thank you trusty day planner!!!! what would i do without my day planner and google calendar? i’d be lost and in bed all the time. maybe. or just be very frustrated. that constant feeling like i’m forgetting something lurks closely behind me, and my planner and calendars are my safety nets, my life jackets. i’m totally fine with these emotional crutches. i like things this way.

so thanks again for our hostess and gorgeous new mama bear, Meg, for this linkup.

puffy heart and pink kisses muwahh muwahh muwahh smooches


this past week had me deep in thought. as i spent time unpacking the smaller boxes – the ones that were in storage and were filled with old photos, old art, old books.. old diaries and memories – those boxes had me feeling utterly nostalgic and thoughtful. i swear it’s not pregnancy hormones. the pregnancy hormones had me feeling out of breath every time i heaved up and down the stairs and complained silently about it, expecting something to happen. a miracle? yeah, pregnancy delusions of power.

looking back over my week, i see and FEEL like i did a lot. quite a lot.

in summary:

  • lots of walking with friends 
  • so much laundry
  • cooking meals at home
  • baking cakes
  • endless dishes
  • endless caretaking of fur babies and wiping of fur butts
  • a few spin classes, both taking and teaching. happy place
  • a run with my hubby and the run club
  • trespassed onto a polo field
  • dog groomers
  • grocery shopping
  • mother’s day celebrations times 2 
  • played photographer for a day
  • lunch with friends

Monday – morning walk with friends, laundry. afternoon taking photos to help my friend launch her website and promote her small business. i’m not professional, and we realized that in order to properly show her clothing, we need mannequins. not skinny girls with big ta-ta’s. so lessons learned, no worries. i like helping. i did a spin class that evening to see what the instructor had planned; since i teach his class the following night i like to see what they did the day before.

Tuesday – i spent the entire morning waiting for salvation army to come and pick up our old furniture and donations. this created a grand opportunity for me to clean up and go into super organizey mode, which i did. more laundry loads later, they arrived by lunchtime, and very nicely picked up our old unwanted items. it was immediately a relief to see that space free up. that evening i taught my spin class and loved it. so much fun. feeling more breathless though, as my bump grows…

Wednesday – early morning walk and catch up with friends. then i taught a lunch time spin class. i loved it again! it was at a gym that i didn’t like previously because i felt like i couldn’t figure out their sound system, however this time i managed to figure it out and really had a blast.

Thursday – another walk, house cleaning, some work stuff. then i took the doggies to get groomed. while they were at the groomers i dashed around 2 grocery stores to buy supplies and ingredients. that afternoon i baked 2 pineapple upside down cakes, and that evening my hubby and i (and the dogs) took them over to the 2 neighbors that rescued our sweet fur baby, twice. an evening of relaxation followed.

Friday – taught an early morning spin class, then had a long walk with the gals. then came home, cleaned up and napped till later on when i had a late lunch. that evening my bff came by to see our new abode, and we strolled over to a great restaurant and had ourselves an awesome dinner, and some great girl time. she pronounced our new digs and neighborhood to be ab-fab, so all is well in my world 🙂

Saturday – hubby joined me on my 6.5 mile run/walk/run with my group at the nearby park. we trespassed onto a polo field, purposely, and were told to get off the property as we were leaving. my poor hubby was very upset about this, and felt that my running friends were being bad lawbreaking influences. i couldn’t help but giggle. i mean really, i used to sneak into cemeteries as a kid to drink gross beer. this was nothin. plus, it wasn’t technically trespassing since it’s a city park… we know good lawyers, too. i went to the gym to say hi to friends, had breakfast, then met my mama at the galleria to walk around all the expensive shops. we had fancy coffee and snacks in the the saks 5th ave bar, then she came back to see our new place. we walked over to a sushi place and had a mother’s day dinner, one day early. it was grand. she loved the new place as well.

Sunday – mother’s day part II – this time we celebrated my mother in law and drove out of town to the woodlands where we met for a late brunch. everyone poked my belly and said don’t worry it’ll get huge, it will suck. i said thanks and smiled. afterwards we went for fro yo.. i found my happy place. took the doggies out for a mother’s day walk around the hood, then relaxed and did more work stuff. got my office area somewhat organized.. it’s coming together. my  next big focus will be to hang wall art, get my art supplies back from the studio, actually do some art! and maybe bake something. my hubby loved the cakes i made and wants more. it’s the least i could do. he’s the best hubby ever.

another thing that’s happening is that Ironman Texas is next weekend, and since i wouldn’t have met my hubby had it not been for Ironman Texas, it gives me great feelings of emotion. not good or bad, just awe at how far we’ve come. my life was all about training and doing all these long distance endurance activities every single weekend from 2012 to 2015, and now here i am with a baby girl in my belly and sweet fur babies, and a sweet hubby who’s working on a final exam as i type for grad school. my oh my, how times fly. i used to be so engaged with social media, posting all our group activities and rides, always going from one event to the next. living life to the ultimate fullest. now i feel like i’m not trying to rush around to anything, but my life is still full. in fact, my life is truly my ultimate best at this very moment in time. had it not been for all the fun i had during my IMTX training, i would not be sitting here feeling so grateful. i got to meet some amazing people, but the best one of all is  my hubby. he’s my Ironman for life.

again, no pictures. i’m stubbornly waiting for a miracle – meaning i’m waiting for my photos to magically appear into my blog without me touching a button. might be a while.


have you ever trespassed, accidentally or purposely? yup, not all the time but i’ve certainly done so. thankfully  not in the last 20 years, with the exception of this past saturday.

have you ever broken the rules? this is a trick question to me. duh.

how did you celebrate mother’s day? 


WIR – Moving & Twirls

even though we still have (some) boxes to unpack, a whole garage full of chaos, and several other crisis (plural) to manage, i’m taking a moment to write a WIR post because gosh darnit i need a break. i need to remind myself of all the glitter and gold that occurred this past week and know inside my soul that the whole week was not total shit a disaster.

the queen bee and gorgeous mama leader of this WIR party is of course Meg, so please check out her linkup here and link yourself up, darnit.



seriously though, i can be the biggest drama queen. i mean, really.

OK so we moved, and yes it was crazy, and yes our dogs broke out of our new small yard twice in 3 days… but despite that honestly we got so much done. and most of it well. well meaning nobody went to the ER, and we both have our offices semi functional. hooray for team smith!

before i ramble too much as usual, here’s a summary of the past week:

  • we packed up and moved
  • unpacked
  • i volunteered at an artist talk from china
  • family day out at home depot, best buy, and more
  • set up new home
  • got dressers and a craft table from IKEA
  • we have 4 bathrooms… ??? bought stuff for 4 bathrooms. whoa
  • got TEVO
  • so much laundry!!!!
  • grocereries and cooking
  • got a new crib for the new crib
  • taught cycling classes – enjoyed mental break
  • had a prenatal, not a candidate for an epidural so it’s either au natural, or c-section. au natural is my goal…
  • ran/jogged/walked/shlepped around the new hood
  • met our neighbors, love our neighbors
  • joined a neighborhood mommy group – so excited to meet local moms!
  • so much space!
  • hubby put up a new fence to be doggy proof
  • discovered the dogs outsmarted the new fence
  • dogs were rescued by 2 neighbors twice
  • explored and enjoyed neighborhood eats
  • date night on saturday
  • had sunday brunch with friends
  • bought a used treadmill

yeah, so we did a LOT this past week. my poor hubby did SO much work that i was tired watching him. i tried to help as best i could, but sometimes being out of the way was the best thing. our main move day was monday and even though we had movers, my hubby still had do a lot. like unpack and organize as quick as possible – we both hate boxes and living out of boxes, so because of our double strengthed neurosis, we expect our lives to be efficient as soon as humanly fucking possible. sleep? who cares. nobody sleeps till all the boxes are unpacked, broken down, and recycled in at least most of the main rooms. we are both very demanding, but since i’m preggo this meant that he got stuck 80% of the work. i unpacked all my personal items… but he did the whole freaking house! and not to mention he packed as well.

if i don’t recognize my husband is an angel from heaven or mount olympus, i must be a prize idiot. i recognize, i really do. this whole week he was building stuff, fixing stuff, hauling stuff, buying stuff… it was  like a 7 day ironman event.

i took time out of the moving and unmoving on a few different occasions to volunteer – this was fun. there was an artist from china talking about how art has changed in china, and what it all means now. very interesting stuff. i manned the door 😀

i took time to explore our new hood with the dogs, with friends, and on my own. even squeezed in 2 jogs as there is  literally a running trail just across the street. awesome.

we had a glorious date night on saturday after his class – a sushi place within a 4 min walk. heaven!

anyhow, there is still so  much to do and today i’ve got to haul around my precious fur babies with me on errands because the fence can’t be fixed till tonight. i could lock them up inside but i hate doing that, so with me they come for half my day, then they’ll have to be indoor dogs for a couple hours. compromise.

i managed to take a couple pics, randomly, over the week. of course i always wish i took more!

sunday artist talk volunteering
art from china
messy kitchen
messy but new kitchen. so much space and happiness!
living space
just the beginning… the main living area
downstairs stairs
hello 3 levels and 6 sets of stairs! who needs stair master???
ikea dressers
dresser shopping from IKEA. we bought 2 of these
home depot with dogs
home depoting it with the dogs
crib in the crib
crib in the crib
carpet twirls
muffin twirled on the carpet as a sign of approval.

have you ever bought used treadmill or other used piece of equipment? 

do you know and like your neighbors?

do you love moving??? 



Week in Review: The Joyful Happies

As Meghan pointed out last week in her WIR, 3/20 was International Day of Happiness. Who knew?


I honestly had no idea such thing existed, but then again am not surprised considering we have a day for everything it seems… Donut Day, Pizza Day, Coffee Day, Secretary’s Day, Boss’s Day, Sandwich Day… where does it end? I’m not objecting to any of it, it’s great to keep the greeting card companies in business. SURE. International Day of Bacon doesn’t bother me at all.

Excuse my cynical tangent, back to the point. Oh shit, yeah I’m talking about last week, my Week of Joyful Happies. I just made up that word, ‘happies’ and don’t give a damn about grammar. I’m doing ME, thank you very much. Wise words from a wise woman 🙂

In case you want to link up your week of Joyful Happies, check out Meg and her linkup here.


So, Joyful Happies. Like I was saying, Sunday 3/20 was International Day of Happiness, so in the spirit of this I’m going to list something joyfully happy from each day of the week. There, I can break away from my cynical comfort zone momentarily and express utter gratitude. After all, there is always something to be grateful for… every single moment. I don’t give a shit if you’re homeless and under a freeway. If you’re not dead, you have something you should be grateful for. So, in that sense I have a shit ton of things to be grateful for. I’m quite far from being homeless and damn happy about it.


I gave myself the morning off. Instead of attending my 3 hour sewing class, I allowed myself to take a much needed nap. The dogs and I napped in bed for 2.5 hours, it was incredible. Joyful Happy Moment #1


I skipped painting to volunteer at a kid’s spring break writing workshop at Asia Society – it was soooooooooooo much fun to watch and be a part of. I have never felt more gratitude or joy being a volunteer than helping these kids enjoy a writing workshop given by a real author, Melissa Williams. It was such a gratifying day. Joyful Happy Moment #2


A great walk with friends, new and old. Taking a long walk with inspiring women of diverse backgrounds is always energizing on multiple levels. I’m deeply grateful to know some amazing women.

Dinner with my best friend – she lost her mother just 2 weekends ago, and this happened 2 weeks after her wedding. Being able to have dinner with her and bond was tremendous, it was a true gift. Friendships are priceless. Joyful Happy Moments #3 and #4


Spending the day volunteering at another kid’s spring break workshop at Asia Society, this time to help do a cooking demo and teach about Chinese Dumplings. The entire day flew by and I felt like I had answered my calling – helping to show some underprivileged kids and international families something special and new, and seeing their faces light up… working alongside a lovely Chinese woman that reminded me of my great grandmother… feeling like I was being of service.. Feeling useful, feeling happy. What an incredible honor. I can’t say enough about it! Joyful Happy Moment #5

Seeing my old chiropractor and feeling so good about how far I’ve come since we last saw each other. Last time I saw her I was physically beaten up with injuries and stress fractures, and she was horrified when she saw my spinal fusion X-rays, not being able to imagine how I’d been able to run and workout so much with full rods up and down. She did inspire me to pursue triathlon, and had it not been for her, I wouldn’t have met my husband, nor be sitting here now 25 weeks preggo.

Being able to appreciate my personal growth when it’s reflected in another person’s reaction is quite powerful. It felt really good to openly share my happiness and to receive it back. Joyful Happy Moment #6


Seeing my husband happy with his grad school peers – I met him and his classmates after their last session in the evening, and we enjoyed sitting outside. I loved watching him chat with his peers and look so animated and happy. It makes me happy seeing him passionate and excited. Nothing more to say 🙂 Joyful Happy Moment #7


The whole day was a big joyful happy: spin in the morning, then dim sum, then coffee with a great friend. The evening ended with hubby time and dinner at home with the fur babies. Life is good. Joyful Happy Moment #8,9,10,….. infinite

So that’s it, and again I didn’t manage to take photos of everything but here are some snapshots of some additional Joyful Happies: mostly my sweet fur babies, flowers along the bayou, and photos of our NEW TOWN HOUSE! yes, we move in next month. Oh joy, words can’t even express my delight.

sleeping buddy new patio new pad muffin sleeps joyful snuggles bayou walk

how was your week?