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September 2, 2017

ummmm, hi?

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See my shadow changing,
Stretching up and over me.
Soften this old armor.
Hoping I can clear the way
By stepping through my shadow.
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So uh, hi? It’s kind of been a while. *sheepishly looks away and shuffles her feet*

I’ve been sort of busy trying to clear the way. What?! What the hell does that mean? I’ve disappeared, and then come back just to be elusive. Who wants to pull the bullshit card on me? I’ll do the honors…BULLSHIT! *It’s kind of fun pulling the card on yourself 😉

Ok really though. How have you been? Is work going well? Your parents are feeling healthy? Are you getting enough rest? Now that we’ve caught up, I suppose it is only fair for me to give you a quick little update on what has been happening in my neck of the woods.

Ok, are you ready? September: My dog died. October: I had a total emotional breakdown/emotionally enlightened moment. November: I moved to a new home. January: I got a divorce.

PHEW! Now that that is out of the way, we can carry on with bringing this blog back to life. What? Why are you staring at me like that? Too much, too soon? No shit! Tell me about it. Try living through it.

And here I sit, on the other end of a bad country song. So basically I have just been hanging out, picking up the pieces, investigating the inner workings of my heart and my brain, and trying to step through my shadow and find my way into the other side.

Son of a bitch! It’s still super elusive, isn’t it? This is a tricky post, I’m telling you!

Ok. I’ll give you a less elusive breakdown.

September: We made the heart wrenching decision to say goodbye to my almost-16-year-old Kodabear. Honestly? I still haven’t really sat down with those emotions. It was stupidly difficult and I still miss that grumpy sonofabitch every single day.

October: Days after our difficult goodbye, we hopped on a plane and headed to our most favorite place in the whole wide world…Costa Rica. And then, the shit hit the fan with my heart and mind. Seriously, if you are going to have a gut wrenching, heart breaking emotional revelation, you might as well do it in the most epic scenery nature has to offer. And so I woke up one day, and my world changed. Costa Rica has a way with me. It always has and I suspect it always will. So quite literally, I woke up one day, and my world changed.

November: I put my big girl panties on and packed my things and for the first time ever, ventured off into the unknown, flying solo. Living alone has been so exhilarating, terrifying, and everything in between. It is something my heart has craved and I am slowly curling up into it and getting cozy.

January: Maybe the most friendly divorce you ever did see occurred in the month of January. And now I am an ex-wife. With an ex-husband. And it is really fucking weird. Tomorrow would have marked 16 years of marriage. Which is also really fucking weird, and probably the push to finally just get it out there.

So now I get to know me. And the single life. Which YOU GUYS?! Single life is also really fucking weird! And sometimes trying. Like, WHOOOOOO is supposed to put the sunblock on my back for me now????? And there was the time I got a large tattoo on my back. WHOOOOOOO is supposed to lotion that thing? And when my back gave out on me, HOOOOOOOOOOW am I supposed to get off the toilet on my own? It’s a journey I tell ‘ya!


December 12, 2016

changing & growing

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The secret of change
Is to focus all of your energy,
Not on fighting the old,
But on building the new.
                     – Socrates


There is lots of changing and growing and learning and every damn thing in between going on in my neck of the woods currently. It is a strange chapter, but I’m doing what I can and building on the new. (and maybe in the process, I’ll find some time to edit photos. LOL who are we kidding?! It sounded good though, right???)


October 29, 2016

oh hey

oh, hey there. look, a bug! I hit the motherload of fabulousness in one lone bush in Costa Rica, and spent a stupid amount of time just marveling at mother nature and her creations

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September 10, 2016

oh my.

oh. my. god. becky. look at how long this blog has sat.

It’s an ongoing theme, isn’t it? Let the blog sit. Post on the blog about how long I’ve let the blog sit. Oh well. Why break routine now, huh?

Sadly, there is nothing exciting to update. No pretty pictures to post, because who really knows the last time a camera other than my phone has sat in my hands? So cell phone photos it is….

I finished a quilt….after *cough* two years *cough*

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This sucker was a labor of love and slightly terrifying as the recipient had no idea it was coming her way. I knew the nautical theme was a perfect fit, but everything else was a big fat question mark. Two years of love…and what if she hated it?! I handed it over last weekend and I think it’s safe to say that it was very well received. PHEW!

herringbone baby quilt

And then I got all twitchy and remembered how much I love to sew, so I am whipping up this little baby quilt as another surprise gift. Turns out, quilt math is super important and maybe I shouldn’t avoid it as much as I do, as this little guy is turning into the weirdest sized quilt. It’s the thought that counts.


And I just really want to tell you about my most favorite new addiction….blackberry serrano yogurt. Yes. and Yes. Go now and try it.

Her name is Beyonce

Her name is Beyonce

And then Beyonce happened. I accidentally bought a new car. Oops. (yes, her name is Beyonce) Ok, it wasn’t really an accident. We’ve been in discussion to take this step for quite some time….it was So. Hard. for me to get rid of my Civic. I loved that little car so very much, and she still had the new car shine….but little is the key word. We needed something a bit bigger. And since I am sort of a financial badass with our moola (if I do say so myself) we were able to make a fabulous trade to get this badass Beyonce. And I am in loooooove. This car is sooo perfect for me, and the icing on the cake is little ‘ol me waltzed into the dealership flying solo, and bought this all on my own, reveling in my negotiating prowess. RAWR. You know the commercial where the woman puts her feet on the desk and asks “what can you do for me?” I might have put my feet on their desks.

Want to know who does not love Beyonce?

Where's my other car?

Tinsley does not love Beyonce. at all.


Speaking of dogs. I’ve been spending my time with lots of them. It’s what I do. It’s what I love. Man, is it exhausting. But look at that face! Totally worth it!

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And I am still getting my sweat on. I cannot even believe I have been committed to fitness for over a year now. It has taken a loooooong time (ummmm, my whole life?) but something has finally clicked and I love knowing that it is now just a part of my life. It still takes a lot of effort, and lately it has been a serious struggle trying to fit fitness into a schedule that consists of very long days on my feet, but I just make it work. Somehow. Some way.

And that, my friends, is why I haven’t updated my blog. Because my world is pretty boring HA! But my mom loves an update (Hi Mom!) so we’ll let the blog live on for my mom, my only reader 🙂

July 18, 2016

just a little bite

I’ve been craving nature lately. I have a tendency to not appreciate the nature that Florida has to offer me, and hence I don’t spend much time out in it, because of that whole grass is always greener thing. I want the nature from other regions. Luckily, I have that stored on my hard drives, so when the craving hits, I can just take a quick little bite and be satisfied for a bit…

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May 10, 2016

a whole lot of nothing

egg obsession

There’s been a whole lot of nothing going on around here. My computer took a trip to the other side before being miraculously revived. It totally saw the light and is a changed creature…sadly it changed in some ways that make me sad. It is missing some vital *cough* pirated *cough* programs, so editing has been, well, non-existent.

But my mom finally got her very own computer *hooray Shirley!!!* however, that now means that I get reminded that nothing seems to be happening on my blog. Ever. *averts eyes*

So, ummmmmmmm, I guess I could let you know that I am currently obsessed with poached eggs. That’s pretty exciting stuff, right? But I mean, Look. At. That. Egg. Beautiful stuff, no?

Right, so yeah. That about sums up my world right about now. Sooooooooooooo…..

August 10, 2015

carrots are tasty

Sometimes, as I’m sipping my protein shake and snacking on a hard-boiled egg I think WHO HAVE I BECOME?!

You know when you are creeping, I mean, ummmm, checking in on friends, on facebook and you see One of Those People post about the amazing run they just had. The incredible salad they just ate. The pant size they just dropped? Well. Yeah. Hi, my name is Kristie and I have become one of those people.

I don’t want to say that those people annoyed me. Because really, they didn’t. I more just wanted to give them a little flick to the forehead. And then continue eating my potato chips. Because how dare they make me feel guilty about my potato chip habit? Sure sure, they weren’t intentionally trying to make me feel bad about those crumbs scattered about my body. But they made me feel bad nonetheless. How dare they?

But one day I realized that maybe I ate a few too many potato chips for my liking. Actually, if I’m being honest here, really what happened was one day I realized I wasn’t young anymore. *GASP*

WHAAAAAAAAT? and I realized that that realization? Well. It was bullshit. I didn’t want to get older. I stomped my feet and threw around some curse words. I researched Botox. I considered putting on my hiking boots and going on the hunt for the fountain of youth. And then I got slightly more realistic. I decided that I had a choice in how I care for my body. And I decided that I wasn’t about to go down without a fight. And so I have decided to fight for a healthy body.

I work out

And that is why I am writing this post. I know it is sort of annoying, but really I am just very excited about this journey I have begun. I’ve become one of those annoying people on facebook that talks about their amazing workout 😉 I’m about to interrupt your potato chip snack time.

Struggling with weight only became an issue for me once I became an adult. I grew up an itty bitty thing. I never thought twice about my body, other than feeling self-conscious that I was too skinny. I ate a TON. I just didn’t gain. I graduated high school at 97 pounds. I was at my heaviest when I got married at 120lbs. And then in my mid-twenties I went on anti-depressants. And kaBOOM. My mind grew calmer, and my ass grew wider! At my heaviest I was 180 lbs. For the first time in my life, I felt immensely uncomfortable in my own skin. And every attempt to lose weight was spurred by the idea of getting skinny again. Why couldn’t my body bounce back to that itty bitty girl I used to be? I wasn’t focused on what the excess weight was doing to my body. I was simply focused on getting thin again.

Over the years I slowly lost the weight, even with the wrong mind-set. Slowly, with an on-again off-again relationship with cardio, quitting the medication, and finally, getting a job that was incredibly physical. Which brings me to the body I have today. Which is good and all. Fluffy around the edges, slightly jiggly, but gets the job done. But not great.

I have realized I will never in my wildest dreams be that skinny little thing again. It just isn’t realistic. But here’s the amazing thing. I also finally have realized that I don’t want to be skinny. I mean, come on. SURE it would be nice, but more so I want to be healthy. I want to be strong.

I work out

I am ten weeks into this journey and am going strong. I feel so very great, and honestly, so very proud of myself. And the best part? I am not overly concerned with the scale. Depending on the day, I have lost 3-5 pounds, which may not sound like much. and really, it isn’t. But the program I follow encourages you not to concern yourself with the scale, which has been so liberating. I am not losing many pounds, but my body is changing in so many other ways, and I am finding those changes far more exciting than watching numbers on a scale.

Getting healthy is my new priority. I have realized that in order to take care of yourself properly, it truly does have to become a way of life. It HAS to become part of your regular routine. I know what I need to get done in a week, and I just make sure it happens. I used to make excuses and all it would take is one curveball in the schedule to throw everything off. And once things are thrown off, I would simply quit. Today went bad, so why even bother trying tomorrow.  I have had lots of obstacles in the last couple of months, but I have worked around every single one of them because this is too important.

And then my journey hit a road bump when I was eight weeks in and it was an amazing reminder of why I am doing this. I tell myself on a regular basis that I will not go down without a fight. I have watched both of my parents struggle with health issues and it freaks me out quite a bit. And so I made a very conscious decision to make my body fight. About 6 months ago I was hit with very sudden back pain that knocked me quite literally on my ass. And then about two weeks ago I was hit with it all over again.

Is that a curve in your back or are you just happy to see me?

Turns out I’ve got a little sumthin’ sumthin’ going on back there. I was infuriated that my body was letting me down. I was frustrated that I couldn’t do such simple tasks as wash my face in the sink or put my own socks on. And I was pissed that I couldn’t work out. That’s when I knew I was in this for the long haul. THIS was a clear winner for the old me as a reason to quit. But the new me? THIS was a clear winner for exactly why I need to keep going. I think my chiropractor almost did summersaults after I told him that I prescribed myself a treatment plan of planks 🙂

So I literally leave a puddle of sweat on my floor three times a week. And I walk about three miles three to four times a week. And I weird myself out on a regular basis when I catch myself sipping protein shakes and snacking on carrots. WHO IS THIS PERSON?!?!

This person is a new version of me. With a cute little baby bicep and everything!

I work out


What IS my journey?

  • I am NOT dieting. I don’t believe in diets- I never have and I never will. I have vowed to be a conscious eater. Food is my biggest struggle and always has been. I cannot commit to eating plans. I just don’t stick with them. So instead I have evaluated my habits and have begun to make very conscious decisions on what I allow into my body. I do NOT eat amazingly well. When I eat poorly (DAMN YOU FIVE GUYS!!!!! You are my kryptonite!) I do it with a mind that is fully aware that I am choosing this bad food. I ask myself if all the sweat I left on the floor was worth this choice. I do not eat out of boredom anymore. I do not mindlessly snack. I think my poor food choices out thoroughly and make a conscious decision that yes, yes this fried chicken IS totally worth it right now. And the next time I want something bad, I think about how I already had something bad a couple of days ago, and so toobadsosad I’m just going to have to forfeit and go eat a carrot. It’s really been that simple.
  • I watch my portions. Which honestly, is my toughest battle. Because guys, I luuuuuurve food! But I no longer have bad food in the house- if it’s not there, you cannot eat it! I plan my food for each day and bring EVERYTHING to work. If I didn’t bring it, I don’t eat it. I bring protein bars with me when we are running errands on the weekends so that I am not tempted to stop for fast food. *ahem* damn you Five Guys! *ahem*
  • I sweat. I need a program to follow- I am not good at figuring out what I need to do on my own. And to add to that, I have an irrational fear of going to a gym. I know, I know. A friend had mentioned on IG that she was doing a program called Bikini Body Guide, and while normally a name like that would sort of turn me in the other direction, she talked about how freaking hard it was, and so I checked it out. Because I don’t know, bikini body guide just sounds sort of silly to me for some reason. But listen to me very closely. It is fucking hard. HARD. The amazing thing is you give it your all for 28 minutes, three days a week, and walk for three days a week, and AHmazing things begin happening to your body. I really wanted to be invested in a program where I did not have to go to a gym. That I didn’t need to buy a whole bunch of equipment for. I wanted to be able to work out in my home. In a park. In a hotel room. With this guide you can take it anywhere with you and I love that! And the great thing is once the program is complete, you can go full circle and start all over again, increasing your weights and gaining even more changes in your body. I am really in love with this program and encourage you to check it out. If you are an Instagram check out the hashtag #bbg…and be blown away by the transformations. And I will also say, don’t be daunted by all those young girls….I was worried that since I am *cough* older *cough* that maybe I couldn’t expect the same results…WRONG. Search #momscanbefit and be amazed.
  • I’m going to go eat a carrot now.
June 29, 2015

Drop Sloths

I have visited Costa Rica on three occasions now, and on each occasion I head home with eyes that are exhausted. Because during the trips they are busy busy busy hunting for the one critter I absolutely adore. The sloth. These little stinkers are So. Hard. to spot. Unless you live in CR apparently. Then you can see them without trying, while speeding down a highway, while they are hidden atop trees, tucked into the greenery. Seriously. It seems they are always just out of my grip.

Costa Rica | Two Toed Sloth | Kulik Photography

On our first visit we visited a botanical garden and when we informed our guide of my desperate desire to see a sloth he got incredibly excited and rushed us to a particular spot where there is always a sloth. I was giddy with excitement. I was going to actually get to see a sloth! FINALLY!!! Except apparently today was his poop day. And he took a trip down from his usual spot. To poo. *sigh*

On my second visit I did get to see a couple sloths, but they were always just a touch too far away. I couldn’t get a good picture. I couldn’t see them well. I wouldn’t be greedy, I was still thrilled to actually see one in the wild. But.

So when we told Geovani that really, all I wanted to see was a sloth, and he said he guaranteed he would get me so close that I could touch one, I balked. While driving around with him, he quickly pointed out a three-toed sloth travelling along a power line. Three-toed sloths are harder to find, so this was pretty exciting, and honestly, I was pretty excited to have seen it, even though it was out of the reach of my camera. And then we carried on with our day. And saw lots of stuff. Minus one thing.

Until we were charging down a busy highway. “Stop! BackBackBack. My friend, I have found you your sloth.” Wait. Wha? Where?

Now imagine going 65ish down a highway, and being able to spot this from afar…

Costa Rica | Two Toed Sloth | Kulik Photography

HOW I ask? HOW?

Geovani gave me exactly what I wanted, and then some. I could not believe we were thisclose to a sloth!!!! GAH! He was awesome and grabbed hubby’s phone in order to take video for us…it is one of my favorite pieces of memory from this trip…hearing Geovani’s voice sweetly talking to the sloth, and the sloth just looking so intently at the camera ♥

Costa Rica | Two Toed Sloth | Kulik Photography

He helped my climb onto a barbed wire fence and balance precariously in order to get some of my favorite photographs I have ever taken…

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As we finished up Geovani said, “Now let us see the baby sloth.” Ummmm. I’m sorry…..wha? He walked us further down the highway where he had seen a baby as well while we were driving by. I MEAN.

This little bugger was MUCH harder to photograph (I may have walked away bleeding from being attacked by a tree and barbed wire) and in the end I had to walk away satisfied that I was able to spend time with him, even if I couldn’t be in love with the images.

Costa Rica | Two Toed Sloth | Kulik Photography

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Costa Rica | Two Toed Sloth | Kulik Photography


May 8, 2015


what better way to start the weekend than with some random slobbery smiles?!

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April 27, 2015

one of those days

There are days that, as they are happening, you think to yourself, this one is good. This is the kind of day that will forever be imprinted on the memory banks as a Good Day. This is one of those days.

happy tourist

I fretted over this vacation for some unknown reason. I made the planning so much harder than it had to be. Leading up to the trip I allowed stress to overwhelm me and I just felt like surrendering. So many things were wreaking havoc on my mind and my emotions and I really was ready to just hide in bed at home while hubby went off for a solo vacation. It is so very easy for me to allow myself to be held hostage by my sneaky little brain. However, for my brain, Costa Rica acts as an anesthetic of sorts. It is why I love the country. It has given me some of my most favorite days.

This day was one of them.

We had planned a day with our guide Wilson, who drove us from the airport the day before. There was a question of whether his friend, and nature guide, Geovani would be with him. As it turned out, he was going to spend the day with us. And what a day it was.

geovani Bogarin | Costa Rica | Kulik Photography

We perplexed our new friends in the beginning. They kept throwing out options of things to do for the day. Zip lining? No. Hot springs? No. Welllllllll…..what do you want to do? We want you to show us your country. We want to see snakes. And bugs. And ummmm, if you could please find me a sloth, I will love you forever. And then Wilson and Geovani showed us the greatness that is their country. There are so. many. things. I want to write about this day. But I am afraid I would bore you. I am afraid you would stop reading because there would just be so. very. much. Just know that I adore this day. It goes down as One of Those Days.

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One thing that we desperately wanted to see was a red-eyed tree frog. You will see these beautiful frogs adorn many advertisements for the country, however they are actually fairly uncommon and difficult to find. Unless you have Geovani by your side 😉

There are times as a photographer where you capture an image. And then quietly do summersaults in your head. And maybe say with a little attitude, yeah. I took that. This is one of those images. I could have thrown my camera away after capturing this*. This. This was the shot I came to this country for. Wash my hands and call it a day.

*Thankfully, I did not throw my camera away. phew! Because I had another summersault moment later in the day 🙂

Red Eyed Tree Frog | Costa Rica | Kulik Photography

and the eggs…

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and what about THIS moment???????????

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Ummmmm. Yeah. That happened.

Remember “if you find me a sloth I will love you forever“? How about if you find me a sloth on the side of the highway going a gazillion miles an hour and it is so close I can touch it I will totally marry you? And then you find me a baby only minutes down the road? You’re a dreamboat.

Two-Toed Sloth | Costa Rica | Kulik Photography

Wanna know what baby sloth fur looks like? It looks like this…

Two-Toed Sloth | Costa Rica | Kulik Photography

It is a sad day that I have no photos of me getting these photos. Because I was sort of impressed that I have more physical prowess than I thought. There is a very delicate balancing act occurring here, on barbed wire, while precariously wrapping my arm around a tree branch and crossing my fingers that it will hold me as I lean back to get these shots. I might have been bleeding just a little bit after this little photo shoot…but so totally worth it!

This pretty sums up what my face looked like as I climbed back into the van…

Two-Toed Sloth | Costa Rica | Kulik Photography

I could have gone home right at that moment and been so insanely happy. But the day must go on! And it did. And continued in greatness, both big and small. My mind was blown by just how much we saw, and how much we experienced, in such a short period of time. I can say that I did not want the day to end, and as we hugged the guys goodbye, I truly felt like I was saying goodbye to friends.

Wilson Rojas | Geovani Bogarin | Costa Rica | Kulik Photography