Shopping for Christmas is one of my favorite things to do to get ready or the holidays. Right next to eating. I love finding unique things for my loved ones to light up their faces on Christmas morning. Especially my Dudes. I don’t buy them things on a regular basis. They get gifts on their birthdays and on Christmas. They get necessities, like shoes for
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We are serious holiday homebodies. I do my best to spend as much time in my house, surrounded by food, covered in jammies, with few reasons to go out into the freeziness. We bake, and we eat, and we sleep in, and we eat, and sometimes we put on real pants and invite friends over, to eat. And, to be honest, we spend a lot
I have never had a holiday travel experience that I would consider pleasant. Exhausting, overwhelming, frustrating, enraging, uncoordinated, and down right scary, yes. But pleasant? Sadly not a word I would use to describe me and my experiences during previous Thanksgiving travel seasons. I know the airports and the airlines do their best to minimize the nutty, but anytime you have droves of people anxiously
I rarely get to spend what I want on stylish items for myself. I am more of a window shopper which means that, if you chill with me on Instagram, you will see me in stores trying on clothing and shoes and such quite often, but very little of it gets to find its forever home with me. I just like to explore. And find
I used to joke that I was a mediocre mom. It was always sort of tongue in cheek and jokey-jokey, but there was some truth to it for me. I’ve always feel like I can do more. Give more, try harder, actually enjoy a school project, not be late to any appointments and then blame it on my kids even though they were standing by
I don’t know about you, but where I live we have these closed Facebook groups exclusively designed to connect neighbors to each other. They are managed by people who live in the hood currently and have some form of checks and balances system to ensure that people who join aren’t just trying to gain access to a local list of people they can sell Jamberry
I write a lot about shoes here. It’s because I love them. But, not for the oh-you’re-a-girl-so-of-course reason that most other women claim. My shoe love stems primarily from the days when the only part of my body I didn’t exclusively hate was my feet. After having Dude 1 and gaining 70lbs that I struggled to lose post partum, I was super unhappy with myself.