Sometimes-Blogger Natalie is Hooked on Egg-white Burritos

Sometimes-Blogger Natalie is Hooked on Egg-white Burritos

Have you ever read The Grub Street Diet? Well you should. It’s a weekly article featuring assorted VIP’s diet-diaries. It’s weird, actually. A little intimate in some cases. I read the articles regularly and marvel at the fact that some of the featured people still have functioning bodies: they put a lot of funky stuff into them. Regardless of my humble opinions, though, this article is so fun to read from a foodie’s perspective that I thought it would be fun to recreate it here. So! Without further ado, here’s my week’s “Grub Street Diet” knock-off. 🙂 
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Let’s Meet for Coffee | Two

If I were to meet you, an old friend, for coffee this afternoon I’d expect to sit in a warm sunny corner of a heated coffee shop and yabber away for hours. (I’d probably also order a sesame seed bagel with garlic & herb cream cheese because that just sounds amazing.) We’d go back and forth about the happenings of our lives from large to small because the small things matter too. Coffee dates are definitely one of my favorite things!
I’m sure we’d start by discussing the weather because the weather around here is worth talking about! While my hometown is experiencing temperatures in the eighties with sunny skies, the Tennessee Valley is experiencing weather of the teenage variety: moody and changeable. Also cold. The highs this week are in the low thirties and my heater kicks on about twice an hour. This month’s electric bill is going to be awesome. Because you’re an old friend, you notice that I’m in need of the coffee in front of me because apparently my attitude is a little on the sarcastic-grouchy side of the spectrum.
As with most good friends, we’d probably go into all sorts of things at a fast pace – picking right up where we left off last time. Work, school, relationships, insecurities, struggles, prayer-life, recent reads, upcoming plans… you name it, they’re all fair game. For my part, I’d probably spiral around the topic of settling in. There are so many aspects of moving across the country that require a certain level of effort to make them feel normal and comfortable. For instance, my entire network of medical providers has to change. Eep! And let’s be honest, finding a new doctor, dentist, optometrist, gynecologist etc. isn’t exactly a fun task. But it’s pretty necessary!
It’s interesting to feel like a place is simultaneously a foreign land and my home. I’ve developed a routine with certain destinations such as the closest grocery store, frozen yogurt shop and bookstore but Google maps is my trusted companion for anything non-routine. Sometimes I attempt to be adventurous while I shop so I’ll check out local stores for their unique finds. Other times, though, I find a little too much comfort in the aisles of Super Target: the familiar colors, signs, products and store layout are reassuring to a shocking degree. Adjusting after a move like this is a bit of a yo-yo experience.
I know you’d empathize with my ramblings because chances are good that you’ve gone through similar experiences. What are some ways you’ve adjusted to a new home? I’d love to hear any tips or tricks.
Michael and I have decided to try at least one new thing in the city once a month – that can mean many things! Here are some of our ideas: going to a play, taking a hike, walking in a park, and trying out a new restaurant.
What topic would you end up dwelling on over our large mugs of coffee, friend?
(We’ve met for coffee before, remember?)
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Saturday Things

It’s Saturday morning after another week of living out of a hotel – this time we were back in the same town in Kentucky we just moved away from! It felt a little comical, actually. My brain is full of scattered little snippets and I thought it’d be fun to share them with you. Without further ado….


  • Changing my last name has been an interesting experience so far. With all the travel (requiring tickets with official names) and moving and not getting our marriage licence for about a month and a half after we were married, I still haven’t been able to make the official change. My goal, though, is to have it complete by my birthday at the end of January. Hopefully that’s do-able!
  • Even though we’ve been on the road quite a bit recently, I’m beginning to feel optimistically hopeful about our eventual transition to our new home. We’ve met some very pleasant neighbors and co-workers of Michael’s AND we think we may have found a church. 🙂
  • I’m drinking coffee. That’s always a good thing in my book! More please.
  • This has been a luxuriously lazy morning and it feels like a deep breath of fresh air.
  • Gilmore Girls: have you seen it!? My best friend got me hooked.


Let’s Meet for Coffee

If I were to sit down with you — an old friend — and sip a cup of coffee while talking to you about life, one of the biggest points I’d bring up is TRANSITION.
Transition is the weirdest, right? I have to admit, I’m not always very cool and adaptable when it comes to life’s transitions: sometimes I see them as thoroughly exciting adventures to embrace and love while in other instances I look at them as daunting mountains to climb while on crutches. It really just depends on the day. Or the hour, really.
But all that to say: life is extremely transitional right now! Half the time I’m rejoicing in the excitement of it all and the other half the time I mostly just want to curl up in bed with a good book and escape it.
“Why is your life such a transition-zone?” You might ask. And that’s a valid question, friend.
Here’s the scoop in brief! My husband landed an amazing new job about 6 months ago and moved from California to Kentucky where the company is based. Then we got married and I joined him! The entire company will be relocating, however, to Alabama where we will set up our home for the foreseeable future. For now though, we live in Kentucky with a small bundle of necessities: two camping chairs, a mattress, a decently well-stocked kitchen (thankfully!) and a rather large houseplant named George. 🙂
“What’s the story behind George!?”  is probably one of your first questions. So I shall tell you! George was a one-week anniversary gift from my husband’s parents. He showed up on our doorstep in the arms of a kindly old man who may or may not have been smaller than the plant. He was left in my hands with no instructions other than “You might wanna water it.” I honestly don’t even know for sure what kind of plant George is. Based on some research I *think* he might be a Peace Lilly? Anyway, George is still alive by some strange miracle and I hope to keep him that way!
But George has turned into a loveable digression at this point – sometimes that happens when talking with a friend over coffee, wouldn’t you agree? Back to the transitional life.
I think the thing about transition that’s getting to me the most is that I don’t want the impending change to be something that robs me of the joy and contentedness of now. Because life right now is both sweet and savory. I am blessed with a new marriage and all the encompassing newness of a cross-country move. It’s a pretty fun time to be Natalie and I don’t want to miss it.