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Minted Giveawy winner!

I used Random Number Integer for the giveaway winner:

And the winner is......

Congrats Brook! Contact me and I will get you setup with Minted!


Christmas Card 2012


It's that time of the year again. Christmas Card time! I love receiving them in the mail and planning what our card will look like.

This year I went the simple route and used pictures we had taken this past summer at the beach. I figured Eli hadn't grown too much since August and Luke and I look the same so might as well use those pics!

I had an idea in mind of what I wanted so I texted my friend Sarah and told her to let me know when she was ready cause I was ready for her to design my card.

I'm the bossy one in the friendship.

She put together the perfect card for us!



If you didn't receive a card from us this year consider this your card! Merry Christmas! 

Past years cards:



$50 Giveaway from Minted!

Did you decide not to do Christmas cards this year, only to receive some in the mail from friends and family and regret that decision?

Or are you running behind this year and have yet to purchase your cards?

Or maybe you are planning on sending out New Years greetings and have not found the perfect card yet?

Well, you are in luck! Today I am giving away $50 credit to

Minted has really pretty, very good quality cards with many, many options to choose from!!

You can check out their holiday collection here: Minted Holiday Collection.

I am loving all their New Years card choice and kinda want to send out a New Years greeting now! 

Some of my favorite New Years cards:

Leave a comment below to be entered in for the $50. I will be choosing a winner SOON! 

Good luck!!!


The Little Children

For as long as I've been a member of my church (8+ years) I have served in our children's ministry.

Throughout that time period I have worked with every age group - and I will admit that the babies are my least favorite group.

It grosses me out enough to have my own baby's body fluids on me, but having the body fluids of another child who is not related to me in any way? It's almost too much to handle and my gag reflexes are worn out by the time church ends. After a couple of months in the baby room I immediately requested to be moved to children who can wipe their own body parts.

More recently I have been teaching the smaller children who aren't yet in school, but can tell me if they need to use the restroom on their own. This is perfect for me. They don't talk back yet and they don't wipe their snot on me. Win. Win.

I will admit there have been several Sunday mornings where I wake up and wish that I could sneak into church late, sit down in the back, sing some songs and leave, without serving, without caring, without reaching out.

When I have these thoughts I recognize them as selfish and try and stop them. But there have been times where they have gotten the best of my attitude.

This past Sunday was my week to serve and I was in my class teaching the lesson. As I read the story of Mary riding a donkey to Bethlehem to deliver the baby who was in her stomach I said "And do you know who the baby was?" While some exclaimed "JESUS" others said "A BABY", not every child in that class knew who Mary was carrying and that is completely normal. They are four and five year olds, fresh lives, soaking in everything around them like a sponge. So I explained to them that she was carrying Jesus who is a gift to us. The best gift ever.

And somewhere between asking them to stop talking, to please pay attention, sit still, stop touching your neighbor, get your hands out of your nose, don't eat your glue etc. It hit me that these children, were just a little bit younger than the 20 children that were tragically killed on Friday.

I looked at these kids and for about the 18th time that weekend started tearing up. They didn't notice because they were too busy playing, or coloring or bothering the kid next to them, but I looked at them and thought of the children who were doing all of the above when their life ended because of the decision of someone else. While it made me sick to think about, it also changed my outlook in what I do every Sunday.

Why do I get so worn out teaching a children's class for ONE HOUR EVERY OTHER WEEK? Why is it so exhausting to me? Because it interrupts my week? Because of what I would rather be doing?

For one hour I am given the opportunity to pour into the lives of children. I am able to TEACH them who Jesus is, I am able to tell them the Christmas story, and the story of the Good Samaritan and all the other true stories that so many of us grow up with.

Why do I see this as a burden when I should see it as an opportunity?  These aren't just children, these are lives. Human beings who will hopefully grow up and live a full life and help others. And I have a chance to be yet a small/tiny part of their life to teach them something that will hopefully become a huge part of their life and who they are.

While those 20 little lives ending is absolutely awful and unfathomable it has shown me once again how precious life is and how each and every single life matters. Even when it seems that they aren't listening or they are bored or they are just a naughty child who doesn't care, it matters. They matter. He matters. She matters.

I always say I want to be a light for Jesus to every person I meet and when I say that I tend to picture my peers, people I encounter in the grocery store or a new guest at church or my friends. Not so often do I realize that being a light includes every age group - even the little children who seem to slip under my radar often. Even though it seems that they have the whole rest of their life to grow up and hear the gospel, God-forbid they may not, and I have been given the opportunity, THIS MOMENT to share with them what has changed my life.

And now, instead of feeling burdened by my task of teaching a class every other week I am going to see it as an opportunity. To share the light I try to live by everyday. To the little children of this world.


Makeup Makeover Round One

Remember when I blogged about needing to try new makeup, like 18 years ago? Well now it's time to do my first update. The original post is here. 

I'm sure you've been checking back with anticipation every single day. Well you can calm yourself because the day has come to update you in my makeup journey.

First I started with 3 new products:
1. Naked Eye Shadow by Urban Decay
2. Benefit Hello Flawless
3. Benefit They're Real mascara

1. Let's start with the eye shadow: Naked by Urban Decay

First of all it comes with a pretty hefty price for eye shadow in my opinion. But after using it I can say that it is truly worth it. It lasts so long and just blends together so nicely. If you need help in applying eye shadow there are lots of tutorials on youtube. I watched one and then ended up not even applying my eyeshadow how the video said to do it so it seemed pointless for me to watch it.

I can tell these eye shadows are going to last a long time. I'm definitely excited about this purchase and I'm not even lying when I tell you I get compliment on my eyeshadow all the time. I've NEVER gotten compliments on my eyeshadow before!

2. Next I branched out from my Clinique foundation that I have used FOREVER and tried Hello Flawless by Benefit. I'm sort of eh about this. Maybe it's because I'm used to the same foundation for over 10 years but I'm just not loving this as much as I do my Clinique foundation. It is sort of watery and I don't feel like it lasts any longer than my previous foundation did. But I am determined to use this whole bottle. Money doesn't grow on trees around here.

And I don't HATE it, I am just anxious to try something else.

3. Since I've been using the same mascara since I first started wearing mascara (much too late in life) I decided I needed to find something new.

I did a twitter survey trying to figure out what mascara I should try and "They're Real" by benefit won by a landslide, people swear by this stuff.

I have very short and thin eyelashes, basically the worst combination when it comes to eyelashes. This mascara did help me and I liked it a lot, the only thing I didn't like about it was it is SUCH A PAIN to get off. I would use eye makeup remover, do all the proper "eye makeup remover" protocol and it would still be on my eyes. And then when I woke up in the morning it was not a pretty sight. That is probably the only downside to this mascara. Other than that is great and made my eyelashes much more full.

On to the next 3 products. Hopefully it won't take me a year to review them next time!


Yummy Tomato Soup

I have wanted to participate in Sarah's "The Proof is in the Pin" link up for awhile now, but I haven't recreated any pins in a LONG time, but this week I finally did something that is pin-worth.

Because I'm always incredibly long winded I need to tell the back-story of my pin.

I absolutely love tomato soup - not that yucky Campbell's tomato soup stuff but a good thick basily tomato soup. I even blogged about my love for tomato soup somewhere on this blog, but I don't feel like going back through my archives and finding it. Knock yourself out.

Anyways, I love a good tomato soup but they always seem way too involved for me. If a food takes too much work in the kitchen it quickly loses my interest. No matter how good it tastes.

Side note, if I had unlimited money I would hire a chef ASAP

Well one night I was at my friend Ashley's house and she had prepared the most delicious tomato soup ever. It was perfect consistency, perfect amount of basil and perfect taste. I was in tomato heaven.

I couldn't believe it when she told me that it was from pinterest. So I looked it up and made it that weekend. And Luke loved it also! It has since become a favorite in our house.

The pin is Tomato Basil Soup and GO MAKE IT RIGHT NOW.

Ashley added cheese tortellini to hers so of course I did the same and it is SOOO good and makes it more filling. 

Let me know if you try it!


Boots {plus} Plastic Bag {equals} GENIUS

Recently I learned something that has become invaluable to me.  I thought I had a problem that I was unable to solve and I found a way to solve it and now I want to share my wisdom with others because I once heard.....

"Experience is not what happens to you; it's what you do with what happens to you"

Actually I didn't once hear that, I just googled "wisdom quote" to try and find something for this post and it was the first one that came up.

And really, the wisdom that I'm going to share with you involved how to get on a pair of tight boots, so maybe I should have googled a quote about being materialistic?

Tit for tat.

SO anyways let's get to the materialistic wisdom.

After several months of lusting over a pair of boots (clearly not  exhibiting one of the fruits of the spirit here) I finally decided to splurge and get a pair.

I actually found them on a site that sells them for a bit less than how much they normally retail for, the only problem is that once they are sold out that's it, you can't get that size again. So when ordering I knew I needed to get it right the first time cause there was no going back, Jack (I've been watching too much Duck Dynasty).

I waited not so patiently for the boots to arrive at my front door and low and behold one day they arrived and I might have squealed. Maybe. Probably.

I ripped open the box and sniffed that amazing leather (again, not proud of my lust here) and immediately fell in love.

I put on a pair of my socks and attempted to put on the boots. ATTEMPTED being the key word here. The left boot wouldn't budge. I would get my foot in but when I tried to move past the ankle area it wouldn't give. At all.

My friend Sarah was here and was able to witness it all and thought it was hilarious. It was the biggest White Girl Problem of my entire life and she was laughing before my eyes. Luckily she was able to capture the moment:

I called the company where I got the boots and they informed me they were all out of my size and I would have to just get my money back. Um. no. Not an option. My foot was going to go into those boots even if I had to drink some magical foot shrinking potions.

I did a little research and found that if you put a plastic bag over your sock it helps your foot slide in.



I tried it and my foot slide in like butter. Well butter going through a grinder, but still much better than before.  And once my foot was in I ripped the bag off.

It was the perfect solution! Now every time I put my left boot on I have to make sure I have a plastic bag handy to put over my sock.

I also make sure Luke isn't around because he rolls his eyes every single time and tells me that I'm crazy, which I reply: no, I'm a GENIUS.

Now this is where you need to pay close attention. Not all plastic bags are made alike.

For awhile I was using a Target bag and while it helped my foot slide in was hard to tear the bag away once in the boot.

The best bags I have found are very thin bags, think: Dollar Tree, Hobby Lobby and TJ Maxx. Even Wal-Mart bags work great even though they are a bit thicker than those others, they are still thinner than Target.

I bet your mind is blown. You had no idea there were so many plastic bag consistencies!

Stick with me. I am a wealth of knowledge.

However when it comes to getting them off I am no help. Luke has to take them off. One time I wore them when I wasn't around Luke and I had to wait for him to get home from work to take them off. True story.

Beauty is pain. Or maybe materialism is pain?

Either way I hope my learned wisdom helped you in some way.

Maybe you just learned not to pay a dumb amount of money for a pair of boots you've never tried on.

Unless you have a magic plastic bag.


Meeting Santa

A couple of weeks ago Eli and I were in the grocery store and they had one of those giant inflatable Santas all blown up and waving around.

As we walked by it Eli exclaimed "SANTAAAA" which took me by COMPLETE surprise. Luke and I have never talked about Santa to him, not by any purposeful reason but Santa doesn't really come up in conversation January-November.

I had no idea how he even knew who Santa was, and Luke didn't believe me that he really said it. So that night we went through about 20 minutes of showing Eli pictures of Santa and saying hey Eli who is this? And he would scream SANTA. It was pure vindication for me. I didn't just imagine that Eli had said Santa and I was able to prove it to Luke!

Well over the days Eli would not only say Santa but he started saying "ho, ho". Yes Santa typically says "ho, ho, ho" but Eli leaves off the 3rd Ho. It is very frustrating for an OCD person such as myself but no matter how many times I worked with Eli on it he still only gives me two ho's.

The fact that Eli knew who Santa was made this season that much more fun. He loves our Santa figurines around the house and his picture with Santa from last year so I've been talking it up, in anticipation of our 2012 Great Santa Visit.

Which occurred today. It was going to be awesome. I would say "You get to sit on Santa's lap today!!" to which Eli would say "HO HO" it seemed absolutely perfect.

We made our way to the mall and took our place in line. We would point at Santa and Eli would smile at him. I knew this was going to go so well.

And I feel like I need to tell a side-story here. Last year we went to the Santa at our local mall and much to my surprise and unhappiness he didn't have on the regular Santa suit - he had on his "workshop" outfit. Also known as kind of a "rip off".

But because I'm a sucker for traditions I decided to go visit the Santa suit-less Santa so that our displayed framed Santa pics would have matching Santas. Priorities.

As we waited in line we approached a tree where Eli and I took a picture last year. I thought it would be perfect to recreate the moment.

Last years pic:


And then this year's pictures....


Well that went well... (also why has my hair not grown in a year? I should figure that out)

Despite our terrible attempt at a mommy/son beautiful moment captured on camera I still held out hope that Eli's encounter with Santa would be magical.

We kept getting closer to Santa and Eli kept trying to run to Santa. PERFECTION.

Then it was our turn. Eli started walking to Santa holding my hand while Santa looked on with his arms wide open (which would be creepy on any other given day).

The closer we got the slower Eli walked. Till he basically stood there looking at Santa with a look on his face that can only be explained as "oh crap I have to actually sit on that man's lap?"

This is where I win the best mom of the year award. I threw Eli on Santa's lap took off running and told the camera guy to snap the picture. We had already paid our RIDICULOUS fee so we were getting a picture. Perfect smile or not.

So here is Eli with his "Ho Ho"

Please note Santa's death grip around Eli. Also, after today Luke and I had a conversation we've never had before. We debated whether we thought Santa's across America wear "protective cups".

As soon as I grabbed Eli he was fine and gave Santa a chipper goodbye.

It was a fun morning and one we will definitely remember! 


Eli Makes me Laugh

Sunday mornings in our house are always an interesting time. I try to get Eli and myself ready for church and to be there on time, which really doesn't sound that hard, but as Eli gets older and more active it gets a bit harder.

Most mornings by the time we leave our house it is a complete PIT because he has gotten into everything keeping himself entertained while I primp myself. And maybe I don't need to primp myself but lately it's been the ONLY DAY that I put on makeup so I like to make sure I look goooood.

Anyways, a couple of weeks ago I was getting ready when I realized Eli was running around chanting. I started watching him and realized he wasn't quitting or slowing down anytime soon. So I started filming him because it made me laugh and I knew it would make Luke laugh.

Because I haven't blogged in a couple of days and I'm currently running on EMPTY when it comes to anything even half way worthy of blogging I decided to share this video because maybe it will make you laugh!


A New Month and Giveaway Winner!

It's time to reveal the December Warmer of the Month!! This month it is this warmer which is appropriately named "Comfy Cozy"


I can just see this warmer being used at an "Ugliest Christmas Sweater" party or something like that! It is definitely an original piece - I've never seen anything like it!

As always the warmer of the month is 10% off for the entire month - and you can order from my website here: Megan's Website 

The scent of the month that is also 10% off is Huckleberry Sage:

It is described as an "unexpected winter berry patch" with tart ruby cranberries and sweet purple huckleberries dusted with silver sage!

And don't worry you still have time to get in orders just in time for Christmas! You have until December 18th to ensure that your order will be shipped before Christmas!

If you have any questions please let me know!

And now the Weathered Ways giveaway winner!

Katie! You are the winner! Please email me and I will get you in touch with the owners of Weathered Ways to get your personalized sign started! Congratulations!


What to do?

How do you handle it when you are in a store and your child is acting a-fool and you want to hand him to the closest stranger and run out of there as quick as possible?

And that is a real question. It isn't an intro to a post that will become deep and meaningful and come full circle with a poetic ending leaving people thinking I'm a perfect mom with words of wisdom.

In fact it will probably do just the opposite.

I mean REALLY, HOW do you handle that moment?

Eli is growing daily, and I love every minute, it is so much fun to play with him.  He now understands the concept of throwing and catching, he likes to wrestle, he can sit and play with his cars, trains and buses and make vroooom noises for hours. It is so fun watching him grow.

However, he isn't just growing in  "fun" ways, he is also growing in "naughty" ways.

Oh joy.

You know before you're a mom you have all these thoughts on how you will handle temper tantrums, you will look sternly in the child's eye, use your sweetest but firmest voice and explain to them that this behavior is not good. Then the child will stop the behavior ashamed of their actions yet still remaining a confident human being. Yes that is how it will be.

And then next thing you know you are standing in the middle of TJ Maxx with a 20 month old standing in the cart SCREAMING in your face while throwing items out of the cart along with your phone which got thrown a pretty impressive distance (dad would have been proud if it was a football).

Everything you ever thought you would do goes out the window as you feel the eyes of strangers trying not to look at you but like a train wreck they can't turn away. While some are looks of pity, most are of annoyance wondering why you would bring a 20 month old who only napped 30 minutes into TJ Maxx just so you could get some more FLIPPING CHRISTMAS DECORATIONS.

In that moment I felt like I was on a stage, with people critiquing how I was going to handle this situation. As if it was the American Idol of parenting and they were going to judge my skills, except in this situation the judging would happen internally, which was probably for the best.

I'm almost two years into this whole mom thing and I'm still learning something new every single day.

In this particular instance I learned something about not caring what others think - which is not easy for me. But in this situation I know I did what was best for me and Eli - and as he gets older and my disciplining grows and adapts to him and that situation I know that I have to do what is best for us and not what others think - as their staring eyes bore into me.

And I need to remember this, even when I want to throw sweet, screaming child at them and say "here you wanna stare, then you FIGURE IT OUT".

That would probably not be good.


Weathered Ways Giveaway

I am so excited to be hosting yet another giveaway for Weathered Ways.

They are an awesome husband and wife team who work hard to create some beautiful signs for the home.

We have a sign they made in our living room and I love it and we get compliments on it all the time!

And now one of you can have the same sign - well with your name on it not our name!

I will select one commenter to receive this sign for their home!!

All you have to do is visit the Weathered Ways Etsy shop and comment back here with which sign you like the most.

Who knows you might find be able to take care of some people on your Christmas list when you visit their site! (please note, December 1st is the last day to order custom signs to ensure delivery before Christmas)

Good luck! I will draw the winner on Friday



Luke and I have a nightly routine consisting of him watching random shows on TV and me browsing random areas of the internet.

Sometimes he complains about the amount of time I spend on my computer, and sometimes I complain about the dumb things he watches, but for the most part this routine is perfection.

Sunday night we were partaking in our routine, I was looking through soon to be Cyber Monday deals and Luke was watching a show on the History Channel about Bigfoot.

Ok wait, what? BIGFOOT? This was one of those nights when I complained that Luke needed to turn the channel. Sure I don't actually watch the TV when I'm on the computer but BIGFOOT? Let's watch something of substance, like The Real Housewives of anything.

Luke assured me that the Bigfoot show was worth watching because the team was in Oklahoma where a large amount of people believe Bigfoot and his family of sasqutches live.

I'm not sure what the plural form of sasquatch is, not sure I ever thought I would need to know.

So Luke continued to watch the show and I continued to surf the web, while occasionally glancing at the TV. I have to admit it was pretty gripping television. People camping in tents thinking they saw the sasquatch in the wood of Oklahoma when really it was a RACCOON. Ok not gripping at all - really just annoying.

Where is this story going?

Well later that night I was the only person in the house awake. I enjoy my nights alone, I get so much done when the house is quiet.  And like clockwork when I start drifting to sleep I close up my ipad, and go check on Eli one last time before the morning.

I was checking on Eli around midnight when I decided to look out his window into the backyard, I'm not sure why I decided to do this but I was half awake and it made sense at the time.

I lifted up one white shade from his window blinds and took a scan of the backyard, and there before me was the largest black object I have ever seen.

In what seems like a scene ripped straight from a movie I quickly blinked my eyes, rubbed them, and then re-examined the backyard, was I truly seeing a large black object in my backyard?


As I stood staring into the backyard SCARED OUT OF MY MIND, but trying not to make a sound I saw another black object step onto the scene.

It was time to act.

I ran into our room like a crazy woman and told Luke to wake up that there were things in our backyard, possibly Bigfoot.

He looked at me with a mix of confusion and annoyance on his face. And also like he thought I was insane? Maybe I was? I didn't care I said, "THIS ISN'T A DREAM GET UP AND COME LOOK!" "Oh and shhhh don't wake up Eli or you have to stay up with him the rest of the night".

We tiptoed into Eli's room stepping over trains and wooden blocks on the floor and once again lifted up the shades looking into the backyard. All the while I was secretly afraid that the black objects would be gone and Luke would think I was once again walking and talking in my sleep. Yes, it has happened.

But sure enough there they were; the two large objects. I asked Luke if he saw them, and did he think they were Bigfoot and his mistress?

To which he replied, yes I see the two large DEER in our backyard.

At once I felt a rush of disappointment and relief. How cool would it have been if we saw Bigfoot the very night we watched the show about him? Like he reveals himself to those who are willing?

But clearly that is not the case. And clearly my imagination runs a bit too far when I see what is an ordinary deer in our yard.

How cool would it have been if it was Christmas Eve and we could have told Eli they were reindeer?

Almost as cool as if it had been Bigfoot.


Shop Away!

Hi Friends! I hope you are having an amazing Thanksgiving week!!
I haven't posted in a couple of days - I was busy trying to get all our Christmas decorations up before heading out of town.
Since then I've been soaking up time with family, eating and of course taking advantage of some amazing Black Friday Deals!!!
Be sure and head over to Riffraff and check out their amazing selection of clothing, shoes and accessories. I have my eye on a couple of sweaters that I can't wait to grab!
Happy shopping!!


A Pretty Black Plastic Hanger

Almost two years ago at the beginning of the year I listed out my New Year's Resolutions for the year 2011.

I had some pretty lofty goals on that list considering I was 7 months pregnant and about to pop out my first baby, but that's pretty much how I live my life; go big or go home.

Actually not really, I pretty much live in fear of most things, but clearly I'm not afraid to type out resolutions for all to see, knowing I have a 2% rate of following through with them.

But I am proud to say in October 2012 almost two years after typing out those resolutions I have finally achieved one of them.

I am happy to say my closet is now made up completely of black plastic hangers, there is not a nasty, dingy, wire hanger in site.

Please, do not try and aspire to match my ability to set such high goals and stick to them. You will probably just disappoint yourself.

Whenever I set the goal of getting rid of wire hangers it was really just because I hated them and thought plastic hangers would make everything look all nice and neat.

But then I soon turned it into a way to get rid of clothes. At that time almost all of our clothes were on wire hangers so I bought some black hangers, and every time we would wear something we would hang it back up using a black hanger - that way at the end of the year we could take inventory and get rid of anything on a wire hanger knowing that it hadn't been worn in a year.

Well a year passed and my not-quite-a-hoarder-but-almost-maybe personality kicked in and I couldn't make myself get rid of the clothes on wire hangers, knowing, thinking, hoping that maybe I would wear them again, sometime soon.

And here we are another year later and I decided it was time to purge the clothes.

So after church Luke and I conquered the closet, we filled 4 trash bags full of clothes on wire hangers, creating a beautiful, wonderful closet full of black plastic hangers.

Every girl's dream.

Here is Luke multi-tasking during the great closet purge. He was both taking down clothes and saying "stop I don't want to be on your blog!!!"

That blurry thing is his hand trying to block my camera. C'mon Luke I've been blogging five years now, get over it.

And my side of the closet completed. Ahh isn't it just beautiful?

I made Luke come in to observe the beauty of the black hangers (he had already "finished" his side and had gone to watch a football game" and he stood, looked at it and said "cool" and then walked out.

Maybe that is a normal reaction to clothes hanging on a rod, but to me it is a goal that I finally achieved!

Two years later.



I've always been a procrastinator.

I was the girl in college who stayed up all night to finish that 12 page paper that she had a month to work on.

I'm the girl who rolls into the gas station on fumes praying that the red line below that E letter is just a warning and doesn't in fact mean I'm empty.

And I'm the girl who will put off cleaning until my house is practically begging me to clean it.

Procrastination is not a good thing, I have learned this time and time again. But for everytime I've learned that procrastination is bad there are at least three instances where my procrastination wasn't so bad.

Like earning an A on the paper I put off until the last minute. Or making it to the gas station on empty every single time and never needing to call for help.

But this time, my procrastination has caught up with me.

You see, this summer while eating a roll part of one of my molars chipped off. CHIPPED OFF. I thought this was weird and was very concerned for about a day.

I was mostly concerned with the fact that i couldn't find the chipped tooth and realized I had eaten my tooth. Which freaked me out. After that I was concerned that my tooth just chipped for no reason.

And then I forgot about it. I didn't think it was that big of a deal and I seemed to be doing fine.

Then one day out of the blue I decided to go to the dentist. At this point it had been five months since my tooth chipped so I guess in my mind I figured it was time to go.

I really don't know how or why my mind works the way it does. It is one of the great mysteries of life.

I called the dental office and told them I needed a filling. Apparently I think it's ok to tell the dentist what needs to be done with my mouth.

So I arrived at the dentist, the sweet hygienist looked in my mouth, saw the chipped molar and then numbed the entire left side of my mouth.

There are few things in life worse than a numb mouth. A collapsed lung, and contractions for 24 hours. Other than that NOTHING compares to how awful a numbed mouth feels.

I sat there all laid back in my chair, kicking my feet merrily away waiting for the dentist to come fill my tooth and get this over with. I had told the hygienist I was cold so she gave me a warmed blanket so I was quite comfy and cozy despite the annoying feeling of a numbed mouth. I was planning what I would eat for lunch once the numbness went away when the dentist came to me with x-rays in hand.

This was the moment he decided to tell me that he could not fill my tooth because I needed a root canal and crown. There was nothing he could do that day.

Ok great, whatever, NOW PLEASE UN-NUMB MY MOUTH.

He referred me to a root canal person.

I then waited another 2 weeks to call the root canal person. WHAT IS WRONG WITH ME?

I made an appointment with the root canal man and then that's when it happened. My tooth began throbbing. THROBBING.

Tis the week of Thanksgiving and my tooth is causing me so much pain I can't even chew on that side of my mouth.

And I can blame it all on procrastination.

I'm ok with procrastination causing me to get a bad grade, or causing me to run out of gas calling my husband during a meeting for help but I am NOT ok with my procrastination causing me to not fully enjoy the beauty that is turkey, dressing, cheese potatoes and pumpkin rolls. NOT ok.

I may have learned my lesson about procrastinating.

Just ask me later.


Open Party

Have you had a chance to look at the cute purses and accessories from Grace Adele?

If you haven't you should check it out! 

Grace Adele offers stylish purses, clutches and coordinating accessory pieces. I love this outfit put together below with the Grace Adele scarf, purse and clutch and jewelry. I NEED that purse in red! 

I also love this piece. It holds your phone, license and cards. It would be great to throw in a diaper bag, or if you are going to a place where you don't want to drag your whole purse you could just take this!

If you have any questions you can email me, or if you are interested in placing an order you can visit Amber's Grace Adele site

Happy Shopping!

I've been a bit MIA on my blog lately. I hope to get back into the groove of blogging soon. It usually just comes second nature to me, but this week I'm having trouble fitting it in! 


Random Musings.

It's been a while since I've written a random post, so here we go.

1. I've realized, that now that I stay home, I don't get dressed anymore. Well I mean I wear clothes but I wear lounge clothes. Even if we are running errands lounge it is. I'm all about comfort now (poor Luke). And I'm realizing just how tiny my lounge clothes collection is. Where can I get good nice looking lounge clothes? And I should probably sell all my work clothes.

2. I made it my mission to finish all Christmas shopping by Thanksgiving and I'm almost done! Woo hoo!

3. Since I started staying home I've become a reading machine again - which I'm so glad! I will do a post over the books I've read soon.

4. In my Scentsy post the other day I forgot to mention a very important thing. All Scentsy Buddy's are still Buy One Get One FREE!!

5. I always put my Christmas stuff up the week BEFORE Thanksgiving. I'm itching to get all my decoration boxes out of the attic. Well for Luke to get all the boxes out of the attic.

6. I just bought my 4th (or 5th?) planner of the year. I need to do a review over all my planners - maybe it will help someone save money from buying FOUR (or five?) planners!

7. Eli has entered that phase of toddler-hood where he refuses to eat. But then acts starving later but won't eat. It's fun.

8. I'm sick of these 70 degree days. I'm ready for some real cold weather!

9. As much as I hate pedicures I need to suck it up and go get one. It is time.

10. I have no more random thoughts but couldn't stand to leave just nine things.


A Season of Thankfulness

It's amazing to me that my God knows everything about me.

The bible says that God knew me before he formed me, that while I was in the womb he knit every part of me together. He knows my thoughts and knows what I'm going to say before I say it (which is sometimes scary). He knows me.

As a follower of Christ this is all crazy for even me to think about, so I can only imagine how bizarre it may sound if you are not a follower of Christ, or perhaps a bit skeptical of it all. But it is true. Our God knows me, He knows you.

And try as I might to take control and do my  own thing because I "know" what is best for me, I can't and eventually I am reminded that He really does know what is best for me.

Right now I'm in a season where I recognize that handing my life over to God and humbly following His lead is what is best for me. I am in a season of thankfulness.

I know that it's the "right thing" to always say how thankful we are, but sometimes it just becomes "going through the motions" instead of true thankfulness.

I am so thankful that I am able to stay home. It is something that I always thought I would do. I thought it would be the natural cycle of my life. Grow up, get married, have a kiddo, stay home and take care of baby, house and husband.

But as we know, our picture of life is rarely how it turns out. And I am learning that is for the best.

God knows me, he knows what makes me tick, he knows how I'm wired, and He knows what I need, even if I disagree completely.
I never thought I would work after having a baby, and I'm thankful that I was able to work part time. I got a taste of both worlds during that time. Both as a working mom and a stay at home mom. Before having Eli I think I was a bit prideful in my thoughts about staying home. I thought there was no way I would go back to work after having my baby. No way, no how.
And then life happened and I realized that "no way, no how" wasn't realistic and going back to work was realistic. Now don't get me wrong, I am grateful that I had a job that I loved, but it was still hard at times to leave my baby. There were times when I was bitter and times when I wondered why the one thing I ever wanted I didn't have.

I always felt torn because with one side of my heart I was praying to God to provide a way for me to be home full time and on the other hand I was thankful for a great job and wonderful office atmosphere and thankful that I got to be home part time. But there were still days I longed to be home full time.

After being torn for over a year between praying for something and being thankful for something that contradicted that prayer request we found ourselves in a situation where our prayers answered. God provided a way that I could stay home full time.

And since that time I have had a heart full of thankfulness. Not just because my prayers were answered but because I serve  a God who knows what I need. He knew I needed time to work. During that year I grew as a person, I grew as a mom, Luke and I grew as a copule, and I grew in my faith, knowing that God would provide in His perfect timing. And He did.

I understand it is easy for me to say all this now that I'm on the other side of having my prayer request answered, but it has strengthened my faith through other prayer requests. I have been reminded that my timing, my ways and my reasonings are not God's and I must look to Him.

Everyday I wake up so thankful for the opportunity to have to stay home with Eli, and thankful that I had an opportunity (though it didn't seem like that at the time) to work, because with that season I now know for sure this is exactly where I want to be. And I give all the glory to God.


New Month!

A new month means a new warmer and scent of the month from Scentsy!!

This month the warmer of the month is Holiday Lights. I think it is so pretty!!

The scent of the month is Peppermint Dreams and is very pepperminty like it sounds (I just made up that pepperminty word). It kind of smells like an Andes Mint, except you can't eat it!

Both the scent and warmer of the month are 10% during November.

Scentsy products make perfect gifts - if you have someone on your Christmas list who is impossible to buy for considering giving them the gift of Scentsy! They even make great gifts for men!

You can purchase your products here.

And because I'm so proud of my team and my own experience with Scentsy I wanted to share this...I had several people join my team in the past couple of months who told me it was their goal to pay for all their Christmas with their Scentsy paycheck. I have talked to a couple of my team members this week who told me they are going to be able to do that! It makes me so happy for them. Scentsy has been such a blessing in my life, I love watching others be blessed by this business.

If you ever have any questions about anything Scentsy related please email me (or comment) and let me know!


Jury Duty

Today I did something I have never done before. I reported a court house for jury duty.

It all started three weeks ago when I ran to the mailbox, my favorite part of the day is to retrieve the mail. I LOVE getting the mail, you never know what special treats are in there waiting for you! My least favorite special treats are bills my most favorite special treats are letters or cards. Except I don't think I've gotten a letter in the mail since 1991.

Anyways, that particular day when I went to get my special treats I was stunned to see I had gotten a letter from the court. I immediately started going through my brain trying to think of what I had done to break the law. Which is hilarious considering the closest I've come to breaking the law is speeding - which I guess technically IS breaking the law, but not anything to get called to court over.

I opened the envelope to find that I was not being sent to court, but instead I was summoned to jury duty. I have always had a deep fear of being summoned to jury duty and it had finally happened. I do not do well in public situations and become very awkward, plus the courthouse is downtown and I HATE driving downtown. Like my #2 biggest fear behind being summoned to jury duty. Public awkwardness combined with driving downtown makes for a dreaded day.

So today was the fateful day in which I had to conquer a fear of driving downtown and a fear of participating in a public situation. I had butterflies all Sunday night just thinking about it all. Luke even offered to drive me downtown the night before and show me exactly where to go and where to park. Which was sweet and as much as I wanted to scream YES PLEASE, I decided to put my big girl pants on and figure it out myself.

I made my way through morning traffic, found the parking garage, and parked, all the while praying that I would make it on time. Nothing seemed more embarrassing than walking into a jury summons room late.

As I was making my way to the courthouse I noticed a man who looked a little like Emmitt Smith walking next to me. I am a big fan of Emmitt Smith so I decided to stick close to this man, it was soon after, that I noticed not only was he also holding his jury summons ticket he was holding a book that was a bible study.

I decided this man was my new best friend. He could have had 50 Shades of Grey in that "bible study" book for all I knew, but from the outside I decided we would be connected at the hip that day.

I'm sure the man wondered why I followed closely behind him, going everywhere he went, and getting in line behind him to go through the metal detector and then following him into the elevator. All the while never uttering a word to him.

We made our way to the jury room and somewhere, somehow I lost my Emmitt. I was in a room of 398 other people and yet I was all alone.

I checked in, and then started to wander aimlessly through the room looking for a seat I felt like every eye was poring into me with echos of "ya can't sit here" filling my mind. It was probably a lot less dramatic than that but that is what it felt like in the moment.

I finally found a seat in the last ROW sat between two people who looked seemingly normal. The seats were church pew styled so when you say next to someone you were REALLy sitting next to them. Elbows touching and all. I soon realized I had sat next to the chattiest person in the room.

Looking back I realize I always find myself next to the chattiest person in the room. Which means the person sitting next to me could be wondering how they landed next to the chattiest person in the room while I'm going on about the super cute boots I found and how they were a great deal. And had they ever found a great deal like that and also where are they from, how long have they lived here, what is their favorite restaurant and what is their life mission? All in a days conversation.

I sat in the room for over an hour listening to many people explain to us how this was our civic duty and we would be rewarded $20 for all of our effort. Just as I was contemplating how I was going to spend that $20 without Luke finding out I heard heard ten beautiful words "if you don't live in this county you cannot serve".

And just like that my day as a juror was complete. I said goodbye to my two new friends who groaned with jealously as I practically skipped out that door.

I'm all about doing my civic duty, but not today. Especially in the wrong county.


Halloween 2012

We had so much fun on Halloween this year! I love Eli's age right now, he is so much fun and SO wild. It can be exhausting sometimes but I try and enjoy every moment. Even if that includes chasing my child around and around and around. At least I'm burning calories!

I really didn't spend too much time trying to come up with Eli's costume. One day a friend texted me and asked what Eli was going to be for Halloween, Eli was watching Jake and the Neverland Pirates so I replied back "Jake!" I figured it would be a pretty easy outfit for me to put together.

And by "me" I really mean "my mom". I texted her that same day and told her that Eli was going to be Jake and she needed to start working on his costume.

And of course my mom delivered. Eli was the cutest Jake there ever was!

I'm sad cause I didn't get a super great pic of him in his costume, but it is SO HARD to get a child of his age to sit still long enough for a picture, let alone holding a sword to create the perfect Halloween photo opp. It just wasn't happening.

We went to our church's annual Trunk or Treat. We just used the same "throw the ball in the bucket" game that we did last year. Luke was very disappointed in "our" lack of creativity. He can be in charge of this event next year. Trunk or Treat isn't my thing.

Luke and I have never dressed up for Halloween (in our adult years) but I thought it would be fun if we all dressed up this year. I had visions of me as Jake's friend Izzy and Luke as Captain Hook. Luke was ALL ABOUT it until he priced Captain Hook costumes. He then put a firm stop to family costumes. Luckily Izzy's costume of blue pants and a pink shirt was pretty easy to put together. Luke let me splurge on the $1.50 eye patches. Sweetie.

Posing with my sweet Jake who was still going strong at the end of a long night
Let's get a closer look at that pirate:

He took his role as a pirate very seriously! He also enjoyed that sword...

It was a great night!


Giant Blank Wall No More

When Luke and I were looking at houses my first concern was always "where will our TV go?".

Which is a bit silly, yes, BUT nothing is worse than an awkward living room with less than desirable viewing of the TV.

OK yes, there are a lot of things worse than that, and I'm sure the top interior designer would tell you not to position your furniture around the TV, but for us normal non-fancy people we do like our furniture positioned around the TV so having a living room that accommodated this simple request only made sense.

When we first saw our house that we live in now I was taken aback by the perfect living room layout. It had a huge wall perfect for a TV with enough room to position the furniture around the TV. It seemed like a dream for any TV-aholic such as myself.

We bought the house, moved in, and positioned the furniture, it was then that I realized I had been going about this all wrong.

I may have had the perfect set up for taking in countless hours of mind-numbing housewives but I also had a GIANT BLANK WALL that seemed impossible to decorate.

I tried every brainstorming tactic short of hiring an interior decorator to fill the space but nothing seemed to come together. It was such an awkward space. 

I wanted to get one of those big nice entertainment centers but those are expensive and it seems we have a million other places that need our money, giant blank walls were put on the back burner.

So a couple of weeks ago I made it my mission to take care of the giant bank wall on a budget. And 3 wall pieces, one hanging of a shelf, marriage counseling for hanging shelf, and a couple of decorations later our giant blank wall is covered. I can rest easy now.

This is the best "before" picture I can find right now. I tried to avoid taking pictures of the whole wall because it bothered me so much. I have issues.

And the "after":

I love how it turned out! 

I found the shelf at a craft show I went to a couple of weeks ago through the vendor "Just Dreamin"
When I first saw it I thought maybe it had potential and the more I looked at it I realized it was perfect!

I found the printable in the middle on pinterest.

I'm just so relieved to have that wall covered!


Fall Weekend Fun

We had such a fun and FULL weekend. I loved it!

It all started Friday when my sister who is in college randomly decided to come spend the night with us. I love that she lives a bit closer to us now that she is at college and hope she will randomly come stay with us more. We loved having her!

We had planned to go to a bonfire that night with friends from church so my sister Haley joined us. 

It was a COLD night but we had fun going on a hay ride and then sitting in front of the bonfire while we {Luke} roasted hot dogs and smores! 

Saturday my mom had already planned to drive up to keep Eli for us while we went to a wedding so it was just a bonus that  my sister was there.

One of Luke's friends from high school was getting married, so we were able to enjoy some time catching up with his old friends. I love that Luke comes from a close group of high school friends and as each person gets married the spouses are invited in! :-)

I only took one picture that day, here I am with Shannon (a fellow spouse)

Saturday was also special because Luke's high school friend Sam was in town for the wedding. We were able to host Sam, her husband, and their friends over to watch the OU game. It was fun to have everyone over and Eli thoroughly enjoyed being the center of attention before the game. 

Sunday we relaxed after church. I also snuck in a 3 hour nap which was fabulous!