Week in Review: Rhonda

I don’t know why, but it was the longest week ever to me.  I stayed busy and had a great time, but Monday through Thursday absolutely DRAGGED.

On Monday, I drove down to pick up the kids from their dad.  On the drive, Brett Young’s Live from NYC show came on The Highway.  It was exactly what I needed for that drive.  I sang, laughed, and cried the entire way.  His stories behind his songs are what really made the emotions connect.  When we got back into town, Claudia and I went on a last-minute hunt for Valentines, which I absolutely do not recommend.  Claudia was so excited to be reunited with her ‘Tuart, which is always nice to witness.

Tuesday was of course Valentine’s Day.  My homeschool social group held a Valentine’s party.  We find that the one thing previously public-educated children miss the most is school parties and events, so we recreate that the best we can. Our holiday party was good, but this Valentine’s party was epic.  I owe it all to the hostess, Trayci.  She did an amazing job hosting in her beautiful 100-year-old home.

When Stuart got home (at a decent hour for once!), we exchanged our simple valentines.  He gave me a beautiful card and I gave him a framed image of the day I started falling in love with him, paired with the morning after we got engaged, both taken at the same table at our brunch spot.  I topped it with part of a song by Ryan Follese that is so “us.”

But I’ve got one thing right
Here in my arms
And for once in someone’s eyes
I can do no harm
Ain’t no laws up this high
I don’t need these lucky stars
I got you
And I won’t think twice
I got one thing right

We ended the day with a delicious meal I made and some TV in bed.

Wednesday was a day to stay home in a comfy sweatshirt and get some housework and meal prep done with lots of coffee….then cocktails.

Late Wednesday night, the kids were horsing around and Quentin busted his chin.  So Thursday morning, having not had enough sleep, he crawled into bed with me while I was having coffee.  Once we got out of the bed, I got so much shit done.  I don’t know what motivated me, but I was just nonstop all day, washing sheets, cleaning our bedroom, and cleaning out kitchen cabinets.

 

I had planned to finish organizing the kitchen on Friday, but the weather was amazing and our kitchen light was out, so we hit up the playground and the grocery store instead.  Back at home, the kids watched some movies and then we of course greeted Stuart on the patio when he got home.

 

If you aren’t new to this blog or my social media accounts, you know my weekends involve lots of mimosas.  This Saturday was no different.  We started the morning with drinks and brunch at home then Claudia and I “helped” Stuart clean his bike. Late afternoon, we went to downtown Dallas for the kids to hit up the splash pad and get a change of scenery.  It paid off, because they had a great time and slept really well that night.

I had every intention to spend Sunday cleaning out my closet and doing some purging, but being lazy just felt right.  I did pull a few items I don’t wear out of the closet and purge some old photos, but I spent most of the day sipping on assorted beverages, snuggling my people, and participating in spontaneous dance parties with Claudia.  It was absolutely perfect.

I hope your week was equal parts productive and relaxing, because isn’t that the best kind?

 

From Arrest to Engagement

I previously posted on my old blog about my arrest last year and now, I would like to share with you how that led to my engagement.  First, the story of my arrest.

On an ordinary day in February 2016, I made last-minute plans to meet up with a couple of friends. The plan was to just go out and have a single glass of wine with them. I was exhausted, but they were going to be at my favorite bar on the coast. They live out of town, so I couldn’t pass up the opportunity. I put on some jeans and killer heels and headed out for just a bit.

When I got to the bar, we had that single drink and I was having so much fun that I ordered one more. They were suddenly ready to go home and here I was two drinks in. I spotted my favorite bartender and decided I would go catch up with him while I finished my drink. Into a conversation with the people beside me, I didn’t quite notice that he refilled my glass.

Three drinks turned into four and some drunk guy buying shots for everyone. I met a few new people, including a nice 4th grade teacher from Hattiesburg. We friended each other on Facebook, as drunk women do the first time they meet each other.

Then, realizing it was incredibly late and the bar was closing, it was time to go home. Having only taken a cab once in my life, it didn’t even occur to me to do so. I got in my car and I drove home. I remember the drive and I remember feeling like I was just fine. I just had to pee. Really badly. A few miles from home, I stopped at gas station to run into the bathroom. I was in there a little while. There was no TP and I was dripping dry. When I emerged from the bathroom, there were two cops waiting for me. They walked me to the car, asking if I drove here. I proudly told them I had. After a conversation about where I had been, had I been drinking, and where I was headed, I was placed under arrest for Public Drunkenness. Wait, what? I was shocked. I didn’t cry. I was confused and still trying to sober up.

When I was placed into the back of the police car, I began a conversation with my arresting officer. We talked about my kids, my job, and how my husband was going to kill me. I told him a few times that he was doing a good job and I thanked him for being kind and gentle. I was anxious, but the enormity of what had just happened had not hit me. I was taken downtown and sat waiting while some paperwork was done. Then, I was placed back in the police car and we took off. We were nearly to my house at one point and a wave of relief washed over me. OH! He’s taking me home, I thought. Then we turned right and the anxiety returned. It wasn’t until we pulled into the county jail that I completely lost my shit. I bawled. I begged him to take him home. I can’t go to jail. I have four kids, I told him. Calling Dustin with my one phone call was one of the worst moments of my life.

I took a hideous mugshot and was put into a cell with an angry woman. The woman had stabbed her boyfriend, who was also in jail down the hall. After awhile, I was taken into a room to be strip-searched by and I was put into a huge tent of an orange jumpsuit and some rubber flip-flops. Humiliated and overwhelmed, I cried during this process and apologized for the crying. The woman supervising me shushed me. I cried harder. Back in my cell, we were offered bologna sandwiches and water. I passed. We were encouraged to sleep. I refused. Then my eyes wouldn’t stay open and I had to pee (but also refused to use the metal toilet in my cell), so decided to try to sleep to pass the time. I curled up on the cold metal bench and cried. And cried. And cried some more. After being told that I would be let go at 9 am, I dozed off a few times, but kept waking up to check the time.

At some point, a CO passed by the cell and did a double take. You’re too pretty for jail, he said sincerely. Yes. That stuck with me. I hear him say that in my mind a lot of days. The thing is, it wasn’t a shallow comment. What he meant was, You’re too good for this. You are smart, educated, employed, and a mom. You don’t belong here. This life is not for you.

Around 9:30, I collected my personal belongings, changed my clothes, and emerged from the jail and just stood there. I powered on my phone and saw that the battery was almost dead.   I quickly texted Dustin and a couple of other friends, trying to find someone to pick me up. Nobody was available. I needed to call a cab, but knew I didn’t have any funds with me. Dustin said he would meet the cab driver at the curb with his credit card, so I called for a cab and waited. Walking into the house, the kids were happy to see me and wanted to know where I had been. I took a breath, hesitated…. Then told the truth. I told them that Mama had been in jail because she drank more than she should have. Nick was shocked that it was an offense worthy of arrest.

At my hearing, I went before a judge who was absolutely furious that I was not charged with a DUI. He ordered for the arresting officer to be investigated. I felt awful about that, considering how kind he had been to me. The judge asked me to stop down and speak to the prosecutor, because his first instinct was to put me in jail on the spot. The prosecutor asked a few questions about my life and my history. I answered him that YES, I could absolutely pass a drug test on the spot and that NO I had never been in any trouble. He recommended to the judge that I be placed on probation for 6 months. The judge accepted the recommendation and my official sentence was “Guilty fines and fees; 30 days suspended for 6 months of reporting non-adjudicated probation.” Simply put, I had to pay fines and could go to jail for 30 days if I violated my probation of 6 months, but if I followed all the terms, the charge would be expunged from my record.

I have been on probation the last six months and it has been a time of high anxiety. I have been scared to death of being in the wrong place at the wrong time and having to go back to jail. I made it, though. I am free and my record is clean again.

I am so thankful for the friends and family who have supported me and stood by me through something so humiliating and humbling. It has changed my social life forever. And you know what? In my wild and free single days, I wouldn’t be surprised, but never thought this would happen as a married mother of four in my mid-30s. Let this be a reminder to you all – life can change in an instant and we are all fortunate each day to wake up and be given a day of freedom to do whatever we choose. Make the right choices. Get a DD, have cab fare on hand, make a plan and stick with it. You’re too pretty for jail, all of you. The outcome could have been so much worse and I am thankful it wasn’t. This experience has also served as a reminder to me that nobody is perfect. I wondered several times over the last few months, if I am hiding this from people, what are others hiding? What have people done that we don’t know about? It doesn’t matter. Each person is the owner of his or her own story. This is mine. If you want to judge me without telling all the secrets of your own life, that’s your choice. I just hope you’ll all take to heart that life goes on and we can put one foot in front of the other and get through it all one day at a time.

*If you’re new in my life, Dustin is my ex-husband and Nick is my oldest son.

The thing is, I am not extremely religious but what I am is a believer that something in the universe connects us and guides us.  I will always believe that my arrest served many purposes.  The best thing that came out of such a stressful time is my relationship with Stuart.  I’m sure you’re wondering how the two could possibly be connected.  In order for me to explain it, I’ll have to give you the backstory…

Sometime in 2004, I was dating someone new, “C,” and began going to play trivia with him and his friends at Buffalo Wild Wings.  One of the players in our group was a coworker of my boyfriend’s roommate, “D.”  This coworker was intelligent, witty, good-looking…. and completely annoyed by me, it seemed.  On the nights that I ended up seated beside him, I felt a weird tension.  I couldn’t tell if it was because he was really annoyed by me or thought I was dumb…. it just felt weird.  One night, I wrote this in my journal…

Yeah, that “coworker?”  His name was Stuart.  Things didn’t work out with C and me and I never saw Stuart again.  Once I was active on Facebook, one of us friended the other.  We kept up with each other on a surface level.  He would comment any time I cut my hair (expressing his disappointment) and would sometimes compliment a new profile picture.  What ended up being about once a year, he would message me in response to a “vaguebooking” post in which it was evident that I was unhappy about something.   He was always just checking in on me and I appreciated that about our friendship, but the conversation was never more than a few sentences.

On February 21, 2016, the day I got home from jail, I posted a Facebook status in true vaguebooking style, thanking my friends for standing by me in rough times.  Stuart quickly messaged me with a simple, “Is everything okay?”  I wrote him such a long response that it filled up the screen of my iPhone 6.  And then?  Everything changed.  I didn’t just fill him in on my arrest, I was filling him in on everything in my life.  All the wrong, all the right, all my feelings and emotions and anxieties.  You would think his response would be along the lines of, “Oh okay.  Sorry to hear that. Let me know if you need anything.”  Of course, he said those things, but he never stopped messaging me.  Our friendship has been strong since that day I inexplicably let it all out to a friend I hadn’t seen in years.

The result was a quickly-moving relationship that was clearly right.  We just knew.

Next week, I’ll be sharing my engagement story. 🙂

What We Wore

Hey Guys! Welcome back to What We Wore Wednesday. 🙂 This is our second week of showing you guys a little peak at our daily outifts. Why are we doing this? We love clothes – we love talking about what we are wearing – and we love sharing what we are wearing. And hey, this our blog, so why not dedicate a whole day to just that? Hehe But really, thanks for stopping by … and we hope that this is also an encouragement for you to celebrate yourself and your clothing choices. We hope that you may also find inspiration from our choices. Maybe try something new? Maybe see something that you know you’ll never want to try? 😉 Anyway, enough with all the introductions…. let’s get to the clothes:

Ashley:

Cardigan: Target Dress: TJMaxx (I JUST bought this dress Saturday so it is likely that it is still in store near you) I will add that the slits in the side of this dress are actually not work appropriate…something I didn’t realize until I was already AT work. oops Earrings: Nickel and Suede Lipgloss Leather Earrings (size medium)

Vest: Gray Sweater Vest – Target (I Don’t see this on their site at all. I did get it earlier in the winter.) Top: Forever21 (This isn’t on their site as well, but it is just a long sleeve black top.)  Earrings: N&S Black Leather Earrings (size large)

Tops: Chambray – Target Gray Undershirt – Forever21 (can’t find online…) Pants: Target Mossimo Jeggings Earrings: N&S Brown Leather Cut Out Earrings

Rhonda:

Muscle shirt: Target, no longer on website but I have seen it on clearance in some stores recently. Kimono: Ross last year, but most of my kimonos are from Amazon. Jeans: Old Navy Rockstar, this particular design no longer available.  Sandals: Old Navy, from last summer and I bet they will be available again this summer. Bracelets: Alex and Ani.

Striped shirt: Amazon. Cardigan: Old Navy, no longer available. Jeans: Old Navy. Boots: Coconuts Winchester. Earrings: Nickel & Suede Matte Gold in Large.

Dress: Flying Tomato, boutique. Shoes: Target, not currently available.

T-Shirt: Gas Station Disco merch site. Coated jeans: Old Navy, no longer available. Booties: Old Navy, no longer available.

Tunic: Coral Boutique, no longer available. Black leather leggings: Amazon. Shoes: Carlos Santana, no longer available.

Hoodie: Target, don’t see it online. Leggings: Lularoe. Shoes: Nike

Tunic: Daniel Rainn, no longer available. Jeggings: CATO. Boots: Target. Jacket: Target.

When One Becomes Two

Becoming a mother was something I’ve always known that I wanted to do. Becoming a mother also made me realize just how much I’ve never really cared for children. Does that seem strange? Sound strange? Surely there are other women, or men, who can relate. I am the oldest of my siblings. My sister is five years and my brother is eight years younger than me. I’ve always felt/had maternal instincts toward/for them. It was and is my instinct to take care of them. To look out for them. To nurture them. To warn them. To help them. I mean. I can still remember the day my parents told me that they were going to give me a baby sister. Yes. Give me a baby sister. I thought they had her for me. But, as far as other children were concerned, I could have always cared less. I never babysat. I never felt the urge to approach or comment on other people’s babies. I just, was never interested.

I was twenty-eight years old when I had my son, and he was literally the first infant I’d ever held. His diaper was the first diaper I’d ever changed. He was the first baby I ever fed a bottle to. He was the first child I ever rocked to sleep. He was my first. My absolute first. Once I had him in my arms – in my life – my love for him seemed all consuming. I don’t believe in “one true loves” or “soul mates” or “love at first sight” …. But becoming a mother. Seeing my baby boy for the first time. A parent’s love for their child. Or at least, my love for my child, was the closest thing I’d ever experienced to all those trite love cliches.

Don’t get me wrong – becoming his mom was not always easy. There were too many sleepless nights to count. Many tears  of frustration were shed between the two of us. However, I was completely and utterly enamored by him. I actually would tell him that I only needed him. That he would be my only child. And I meant it all. I could not imagine having another child. I did not want another child. I definitely did not think or envision that I would ever have another child.

 

Boy, was I so wrong.

 

A few months before Cooper would turn two years old, I found out that I was pregnant with Sophie. That was a really shocking and unexpected moment for me. Even though Cooper was also not a planned pregnancy, as I said, I had been expecting that pregnancy my entire life.

I love my baby girl so so much. I cannot not – would not – imagine life without her. I am so fortunate to be her mother. I am so lucky to call her mine.

But – When One child becomes Two …. For me at least – your heart breaks a little for your first. Your second baby will never know the difference. Her life will always be one that has included your first child. But your first. He’ll know. It doesn’t matter that he’s only just barely not a baby himself. He will know. And that. That broke my heart.

Anyone that I ever asked, or anyone that volunteered the information, said that going from one child to two was the hardest transition of all. I completely agree.

It is hard to know how to split your time between the two. There are so many times when they both need you at the same time. What do you do? What do you say? I once read a blog post from a mother who was feeling all these same feelings. And she said that the best piece of advice she’d gotten and implemented, was to remember that your first. Your elder child. He or she would be more able to discern that you were putting him or her second to your baby. So, maybe in the beginning – especially when your baby is a newborn – you tend to that toddler’s needs first. You reinforce that you are still there for them. That you still love them even more now. That you still treasure your time with them. That you are still available. I think that is fantastic advice. I’m not saying neglect your baby. But try to fight that instinct to put your newest addition’s needs before your first. Yes, a newborn is fragile. Yes, a newborn baby cannot do anything for themselves. BUT your newborn will not die if you let them cry a few minutes longer while you fix your toddler his or her sippy cup of chocolate milk. Or help your toddler search for the green truck instead of the red one. And, I would also add to remember to incorporate all the shared moments you can. Let that toddler sit on your lap while you feed your newborn. When I would pick up my children after work, I would try to be intentional about greeting them as a unit. That may seem silly, but I just wanted them to know that I saw them both – at the same time.

Being a mother – a parent – is such a messy and complicated job. Especially, when you have more than one little munchkin to call yours.  But it is also so beautiful. I am grateful that I…that Cooper.. Have Sophie in our lives. I don’t know if he’ll remember the time when it was just him. I don’t know if he’ll remember all the angst he demonstrated toward her. I’m sure he won’t remember that I had to lock her in the room while she slept – for fear that he may topple her out of her bassinet. I don’t know if he will recall the fear in my voice as I had to scoop her up just before he landed his hands on her. He was only two. And this strange little creature was stealing his Mommy from him. I don’t blame him. I don’t judge him. I would never ever shame him. He was acting in love. He was fighting (sometimes physically) for his love. For his Mommy.

I’ve said this a million times before – and I’ll say it a million more: Love is a choice and an Action. Cooper loves his sister now. I’m pretty sure he didn’t at first. But they are the perfect pair. I am so thankful that I have two babies to love. Two babies to watch grow. Two babies to call my own.

Please, leave us a comment. Share you own stories of growing your family – we love hearing from y’all!

Until next time,

Week in Review: Rhonda

What a week!  I actually switched stuff up a little, which was nice.  I am a lover of routine, but it’s nice to have change sometimes too.

Unfortunately, I woke up Monday with an ear infection.  Claudia helped me ship some orders at the post office and I went on a laundry adventure in which I washed a Queen comforter in a tiny washer.  Other than that, all I did was some makeup stuff.  And of course, we sat on the patio to watch Stuart arrive to great fanfare.

I woke up on Tuesday still sick and Claudia passed out in my bed while I was still having coffee.  She woke up wanting me to put numerous ponytails in her hair.  I wanted to spend the day in bed, but needed to do some meal prep and film a makeup review.  When the kids laid down for their afternoon quiet time, I had a beer and filmed the review.

At 2:30 am Wednesday morning, I heard Claudia crying hysterically and went to see what the problem was.  The party chick was frantically trying to hold up a painting as tall as she is, because she was playing all over the living room and knocked it over.  I had a hard time sleeping after that, which was unfortunately since I had to get up and out the door early Wednesday so I could get some stuff done with the kids before their weekend trip to their dad’s house.  I ran errands and helped the kids make their Valentine bags for our homeschool party.  The boys enjoyed the announcement I made that we were taking the entire week off school and that the next week would only be Wednesday and Thursday.  They celebrated with XBox.

Thursday, we got up to head down to meet the kids’ dad.  It was an uneventful drive down and I was super excited to jam in the car solo on the way back.  I then took the coveted-by-all-moms solo Target trip.  I wandered down every aisle before going home to get ready for date night with my guy.  We finally cashed in the gift card we got for Christmas and had a lovely seafood dinner.

Stuart surprised me Friday morning by taking the day off work so we could spend more time together and so that he could go with me to get my license.  I’m so glad he did, because I ended up being there for several hours.  After some wine shopping, we came home to binge watch Sense8.  What a mind fuck that show is!

Childfree weekend continued Saturday morning with our usual breakfast and mimosa routine.  It was a lovely day out, so we decided to go for a bike ride.  After a ride through small-town Texas, we were starving and thought another dinner out would be a lovely idea.

Sunday morning, Stuart woke me all the way up by asking the ridiculous question, “Do you want to go to Bolsa?”  You’ll soon find out, dear readers, that Bolsa is our slice of heaven.  It’s OUR brunch place, where we fell in love, and where the staff became our family.  I ALWAYS want to go to Bolsa.  After a leisurely brunch, we came home and rearranged our bedroom and I love it so much now!

It was truly such a lovely weekend.  As much as I love my kids, I cherish the time I get to focus on my relationship and get things done without literally tripping over my little shadow.

I hope you also take time for yourself and your relationship if you’re in one.  It’s so important!

Week In Review: Ashley

 

Hello hello! And Happy Monday to you guys. 😉 Thanks for stopping by to check out what I’ve been up to the past week.

Wednesday we made Valentine’s day cards, and hung out with Aunt Grace. We did our usual, of course: Chick-fil-A, Target, and the park. It was a super foggy day. Even though it was twelve by the time we made it to the park, the fog was still incredibly thick. All the moisture in the air was making Sophie’s little baby curls rock. I have about ten pictures in my phone of the back of her head. Haha

Friday night the kid’s stayed with their grandparents, and I got to have a kid free dinner with my sister. Mexican and margaritas are our go to. 😉 I also got to spend several glorious hours alone in Target.

Saturday we hung out at my parents. I bought Sophie her first pair of sunglasses Friday night, and she tested them out Saturday. She’s always loved wearing mine or whoever’s sunglasses so I figured she’d love a pair of her own. She did. AND she looked super cute in them.

Sophie, me, my mom, and my sister also got to do a little shopping Saturday afternoon – while Ppop entertained Cooper.

Sunday morning, Sophie decided to take a super long nap – so I got a ton done around the house and got to play around in my makeup for a while. Which, if you are a mom – you know how hard it can be to get ready and do your makeup while little hands are constantly trying to grab your brushes or products.

And of course every day (especially weekends) involve coffee.

The ‘Coffee Lipstick Hustle’ sign is a new addition that I picked up Saturday (at TJMaxx).

Whelp! That is about it for my Week In Review. I’m sitting here thinking I’ve got to be more intentional about including Coop in pictures. That kid. He really is too busy to be bothered most days. 😉

I hope you all have an amazing week, and until next time…

 

 

Follow Friday

Hey Guys! Since we are both avid blog readers and IG stalkers, we wanted to start a monthly installment wherein we share some of our current fave bloggers/instagrammers.

And speaking of following, make sure that you are following US on all of our social media platforms…you know…so you don’t miss a single moment of what we have going on! 🙂

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Alright! Now that you’ve taken care of that – let’s get to all the amazing bloggers/instagrammers we have rounded up for today:

 

 

 

 

 

Jen Schmierer (jenschmierer)

mama | wife | California 💋 fb: beauty by Jen Schmierer 👻 jenschmierer  ✉️ jenschmierer@gmail.com www.youniqueproducts.com/JenSchmierer

 


 

 

 

 

 

Kilee Nickels (onelittlemomma)

Style & Hair • Motherhood • Style• Real life 💕• Creator/Co-Owner of @nickelandsuede 💌 kilee@onelittlemomma.com  www.onelittlemomma.com


 

 

 

 

 

Erica DeSpain (whimsicalseptember)

Family + Lifestyle Blogger 📝 | Proud Army wife 🇺🇸 | Mama to two girls 👭 | Chronic over-sharer of our everyday lives ☺️ | whimsicalseptember.com


 

 

 

 

 

Talk Thirty To Me (talkthirtytome)

TalkThirtyToMe™ Please don’t crop watermarks 🙏🏻 NEW TalkThirtyToMe swag below! 🙌🏻 instagram.com/talkthirtyshop

 

Ok guys, that concludes our first edition of Follow Friday. We really enjoy following these lovely ladies, and we hope that you end up feeling the same way! Happy FriYay, and we hope y’all have an amazing weekend.

 

Review: Maëlle Beauty

Last summer, I signed on for an amazing opportunity, to be one of the founding mentors of a brand-new beauty brand, Maëlle.  I was super excited, but then my life took a bunch of dramatic turns and I pulled out before launch and decided I would just be a customer.  The sponsor I had, Brittaney, is an amazing makeup artist and such a sweet soul.  When she approached me to review some products, I jumped at the opportunity to try them for myself.

When I do reviews, you can be sure of this – I will always be 100% honest.  In a past blog, I did a couple of negative reviews.  It sucks to do that, but fortunately for both of us, I loved the products!

I was sent three products and they were all so good.  Briefly, the lowdown…

  1. Above and Beyond Mascara – I was prepared to think, “yeah, it’s good,” but not be excited about the product.  After all, there are a lot of good mascaras.  This one is amazing though.  It does EVERYTHING you want – curls, lengthens, separates, and coats every lash.  Best of all, no smudging and flaking throughout the day.
  2. Secret Illuminator – This is used alone, under makeup, or over makeup to brighten the eye area.  I tried it with no makeup and it helped brighten my eyes.  Then I tried it under concealer and it helped.  When I then patted it on OVER my concealer, my eyes really brightened.
  3. Angled Brush – This brush is the perfect density and size for blending eyebrows and lining the eyes! I love it for brushing a shimmery gold shadow along my lower lash line.

You can find all of these products by shopping with Brittaney.

Check out my YouTube video for full review.

Crafting Toddler Friendly Valentine’s Day Cards

 

Hey Guys! Ashley here. Since Valentine’s Day is coming up NEXT week, I wanted to show some of the special people in my kids’ lives that we are thinking of them. The first thing that came to mind was to make some Vday cards to mail out. Yeah, I could have easily bought some pre-made Vday cards to give out – but the kids are so small that they can’t really sign their name. I felt like a little crafting of personalized cards was in order.

Obviously, the first step in this whole process was to browse Pinterest for a little inspiration. I wanted to find something that would be easy for Cooper and Sophie to add their input to, and something that wasn’t so complicated that it left me pulling my hair out in frustration and stress after it was all said and done. Crafting with kids is always so much prettier in your head. 😉 I found this cute ‘I Love you To Pieces‘ Vday card idea from the blog Solis Plus One.  I thought it would be perfect AND easy. A win win!

Cooper was super excited to glue down his pieces of paper, and Sophie helped add some stickers. They actually both did really well during the whole thing. I think that going in with realistic expectations of how it would turn out is key – and not stress that he started gluing pieces of paper outside of the heart. 😉

I also did some hand prints of each of their hands to add to the cards that would be going to their grandparents. Grandparents love hand prints…right? 😉 I later cut out the hand prints and glued them to the inside of the cards with their names and the year written on their respective hands. Doing the painted hand prints was a surprisingly not messy experience. I used a foam brush to apply the paint to their hands and then just pressed their hands down on the paper. Once I had all the prints I needed, we rushed to the sink. No articles of clothing or pieces of furniture were ruined in the process!

After they went to bed, I finished up the cards. I added some washi tape decorations to the envelopes, glued their hand prints, and wrote the words on the cards. I am really pleased with how they turned out, and I know their loved ones will be excited to receive them.

Thankfully, I am a craft supplies hoarder – so the only things I had to buy for this project were the stickers and envelopes. I got both of those at Target. This turned out to be a fairly simple and super cute project. 🙂

What are you guys doing for Valentine’s Day Cards? Do you make your own? Please, leave a comment and let us know!

Until next time guys!

What We Wore

Hey Guys! So Wednesdays around here will be known as ‘What We Wore Wednesdays’ …. and Winesday, obviously. Haha BUT what we are going to share here on the blog every week are the outfits that we put together. Why? To hold ourselves accountable to make the most use out of our wardrobe. To maybe inspire someone else to try a combination or style they may have not thought of. And mainly, well we love clothes. Talking about clothes. Looking at clothes. Shopping for clothes. Taking selfies of ourselves in clothes. 🙂 Sooo anyway, enough with the chit chat! Please, scroll on down and take a look at what each of us wore this past week:

Ashley –

 

Top: Forever 21 Pants: I honestly can’t remember (probably my LiverPool jeans that I got from StitchFix) Scarf: Gift from my sister, but here’s a similar one Earrings: Nickel and Suede’s Black Leather Earrings

Tops: Buffalo Check / Striped Long Sleeve T from Old Navy, but it’s old and I can’t find it on the site anymore. Here’s an Amazon replica. Pants: Black Jeggings from Walmart Earrings: Nickel and Suede Select Red Leather Earrings

Top: Black Long Peplum from Kohls Pants: Plum Walmart Jeggings Earrings: Nickel and Suede Gold Leaf Leather Earrings Necklace: Premier Jewelry (this is a direct sales company)

Top: Recent clearance shirt from Target Pants: Denizen Jeggings from Targe Earrings: You can’t see them, but they are the same N&S Gold Leaf Leather Earrings as above

Blazer: CATO (no longer available) Top: Tank from Target (no longer available) Pants: Jeggings from Wal Mart

Rhonda –

Turns out I didn’t take many outfit pictures this week, but I will have plenty to share next week!

Dress: TJ Maxx last year – brand is beach lunch lounge.  Sandals: Old Navy girls’ department last year.  Earrings: Nickel & Suede Matte Gold in Large

Sweater tunic: Amazon. Earrings: Same N&S matte gold in large. Ring: Helzberg Diamonds.  SWOON.  (Not pictured: LulaRoe black leggings and black booties.)

Tunic/dress:  Z Supply on Amazon.  Leggings: LulaRoe. Sandals: Target girls’ department last year.  Earrings:  Yep, same N&S pair in matte gold.