Because I am obsessed... you should be too.

Today is a super busy day. Filled with lots of important stuff. And lots of important people. But I felt the need to give you pretty little peaches something to watch.  I am obsessed with Duck Dynasty. I love it and I wish I was a Robertson.So here you go.Your welcome.

 

 

 

 

Hope that made you happy, happy, happy!

They said the C word!

I have always been one that thinks its CRAZY to start all the Christmas hype before your thanksgiving turkey is even in the oven. But I have been drinking the koolaid lately...I've been listening to Christmas music...and I just cant stop going down the Christmas aisles at Target and Walmart. Its like a drug. The glitter sucks me in.

 

And then there is pinterest....Its like a big conspiracy to make you feel like you suck at decorating...or a ploy to make you stay up for hours and hours trying to recreate this "simple project".

 

 

 

 

I feel like all of those would end in something that looks like a 3 year old made it or decorated it.

 

But I still LOVE the idea of making everything sparkly and pretty...Christmas was my moms favorite holiday. Our tree was always GORGEOUS, and there was a different theme every year. She would wrap gifts in the most amazing wrapping paper...and everything looked like art. She wore sparkly shoes that lit up when she walked...christmas sweaters that would blind you if the light hit them right....and dangly christmas earrings...She really really loved Christmas. I think that's where I get it...but because of her and my Dad, I also know that Christmas is about something more than the sparkles and decorations....its about a baby born in a manger. A Baby that grew up, died for my sins...and gives me the assurance that I will see my momma again someday. Maybe that's why I love Christmas even more now...because it represents the hope that I have.

 

So I guess its OK that I am drinkin the crazy koolaid and jammin out to my N'sync christmas jams...because I know what Christmas is REALLY about. And none of it involves presents or DIY sparkle projects.

weekends...

This is what happens when I need "just a few things from Costco"! That store is like the devil!! Always makin you want more, and the samples are evil too...I swear half of the crap in,that cart is some thing that was being sampled! Well done sample ladies...well done!

This picture makes me smile...I found it when I was going through some old boxes. This was on mothers day in 2005, my grandma baptized my baby girl! My mom and dad were there and I remember my mom crying and telling me that she was SO proud of me that I wanted to raise my baby girl with Jesus.

I found these SWEET leg warmers and boots socks at the little store called Kings...I love em! They were only 3 bucks...so I bought 4 pairs!

We took this little presh to get his pictures taken, like old timey sepia pics...he hated it.

I had a lunch date with this handsome boy...he wore shorts and flip flops. It was snowing outside. I get step mom of the year award. It wasn't worth the fight.

This is my new war board at work. I cant wait to see what God will do through our visions.

 

Happy Monday Fabulous Peeps!

Its OK...

Its OK......

that I AGAIN woke up too late to put makeup on....

that I am glad the election is over. I might not be happy with the results but I am over people being mean to other people about it. You can read my feelings about that here.

that I am addicted to Starbucks salted Carmel mochas and veggie breakfast sandwiches. ADDICTED.

 

that I LOVE cute accessories and fashion, but sometimes I am TOO lazy to get cute.

 

that I sometimes get road rage and scream at people when I drive. I don't flip em off or anything...just scream.

 

that if I don't have coffee in the morning...by 1pm I am asleep at my desk

 

 

that I am already getting excited about green bean casserole and mashed potatoes on thanksgiving

 

that I hit the snooze about 7 times before I get out of bed. Don't hate...you do it too.

 

that I love glitter...I would roll in glue and then roll in glitter and wear it to work every day if I could.

 

that I also love Christmas because EVERYTHING is sparkly!

 

that I am an instagram addict. I apologize for all of you on FB who have to see all my pics. just deal with it. :)

 

that I had a dream about a week ago that I found a baby on the side of the road, and when I took it to the hospital, they let me keep it. So we adopted it...then when we did our taxes we got a $16,000 tax credit and paid off my car, and bought a pony for the baby. We named her Piper.

 

that now you think I am crazy. Its really ok. I am.

 

 

Chillax my people...

It seems as if everyone has lost their minds over what happened last night.

 

People are spewing hatred and nastiness all over the interwebs (haha, thats what my gramma calls it). So I have some advice. CHILLAX PEOPLE. Stop being mean. Or Imma put you in the naughty chair and make you eat bully soup (split pea soup that makes kids gag!)

 

God knew what was gonna happen yesterday... He knows what happened today...and He knows what will happen tomorrow.

 

Who knows....Maybe Obama will do an amazing job for the next four years...so instead of bashing him and his family...pray for him, his family and our country. And if he doesn't do a good job and doesn't change anything...well, you can pray for him then too.

 

After your done prayin...watch these. Why? Because I said so...AND it will make you smile. And if you don't like to smile then you are cray cray....

 

 

 

Happy Hump Day Tater Tots!

Balcony or Basement?

Are you a balcony person or a basement person?

 

We all have those people in our lives who are always complaining about something...or being critical of us...or being critical of someone else. Those are basement people. When you spend time with them, they bring you down...drag you down....instead of building you up.

 

We also have those people in our lives who are positive...even when they have problems, they don't dwell on them...they encourage others, and bring joy to people. They are balcony people. Because they cheer people on, and build them up.

 

Here is a disclaimer...I am SUPER afraid of the dark. Like SUPER DUPER afraid. I HATE the dark. and I HATE basements.

 

 

I just know that when the lights go off, or I have to go to the basement...I am gonna get eaten by some savage beast.

 

So WHY do I act like a basement person sometimes? Why do I complain about things that I cant change...or things that are NONE of my business? Why do I try to drag people down with me? I am sure that they don't like the basement any more than I do!

 

I want to be a balcony person! For my kids, for my hubby, and for my friends. I want to be a joy giver...a life giver...not a joy stealer. I want to be the person that my friends call when they need to be lifted up. I need to be their biggest cheerleader...the person that encouraged them to take one more step.

 

 

So......What kind of a person are you?

Weekend for us.

The mister and I just got back from an amazing weekend together! We went to a marriage conference called weekend to remember. We volunteered so we were able to go for free!

It is an amazing time to re~ charge with your spouse that word is so weird...spouse..its like a bird or something.  Before we went this weekend someone said to me "you guys are always going to marriage conferences or reading books or going to couples groups on how to make your marriage better...is you marriage that bad?" I laughed (after i resisted the urge to smack them) and said "actually our marriage is the best it's ever been..." I just thought it was really funny... I told her it's like when you use your cell phone all day and you never plug it in what happens? It dies.. it doesn't die because the phone broken it just dies because the battery is dead. You can have the best marriage in the world... but if you don't take time for each other... to date each other.. or to work on your marriage... it will slowly die... not because it's broken but because you didn't re charge the batteries! 

The Mister and I go on a date every single Wednesday... and we do everything we can to strengthen our marriage... it's the most important relationship that we have.

And this weekend was a wonderful time away and time to recharge with the just each other!

We stayed here and it was so beautiful! Our room had an amazing view of the lake!

We wrote love letters to each other...

we ate at fancy restaurants... we laughed we cried... and we loved on each other.. it was awesome!

 

Life gets so busy with kids, work, and the world....but really....take time to date your husband or wife...take time to be with them AND only them. Put away the cell phones, turn off the TV, and look at them. Tell them you love them, and tell them WHY you love them. Nurture this amazing gift that God gave you.

Its Ok Thursday

Its Ok that I dont have all my makeup on today...and that I would rather sleep for an extra 15 minutes than get up and get cute.

 

Its Ok that I still stop and get coffee before work even though I am running late. (I wasnt late to work...just not early like usually) dont judge.

 

Its Ok that the little knats outside give me PANIC attacks. they get all over you when you walk to and from your car. I HATE them. they serve no purpose.

 

Its Ok that the Mr. and I didnt stay home and hand out candy to trick or treaters. Wednesday is our date night and nothing stands in the way of that. :)

 

Its Ok that I gag when I brush my teeth...that means I am doing a good job. right?

 

Its Ok that I love watching dancing with the stars and then I go to my room and practice.

 

Its NOT ok when the Mr. catches me practicing my DWTS moves. its private stuff ya'll!

 

Its Ok that I listened to Justin Bieber Christmas music on my way to work this morning. I love this song!

 

Its Ok that I already have a gameplan down for my Black Friday shopping.....

 

Its Ok that I LOVE this movie....

 

 

Happy Thursday my lil' Punkins!

SOOOO Insecure.

in·se·cu·ri·ty

   /ˌɪnsɪˈkyʊərɪti/ Show Spelled[in-si-kyoor-i-tee] 

noun, plural in·se·cu·ri·ties.

1.

lack of confidence or assurance; self-doubt: He is plagued by insecurity.

2.

the quality or state of being insecure; instability: the insecurity of her financial position.

3.

something insecure: the many insecurities of life.

Synonyms
2. precariousness, shakiness, vulnerability.

 

Ok, now that we have the English lesson taken care of...lets talk about this word. Insecurity. Even hearing this word makes me kinda slump in my chair and hang my head because I have SO many of insecurities. All of the women that I know have something that makes them feel insecure. Something that makes them feel unworthy...or not good enough.

 

When I was younger I was made fun of because of my weight...so I developed an eating disorder...then when I was thinner....I didn't want people to know that I threw up everything I ate, so I would lie about other things to try and draw attention away from my eating habits. The whole thing centered around my body insecurities.

 

When I walk into a room, I am always thinking to myself...ok...am I the biggest person here? Will people like me? Am I dressed ok? Will I fit in? If I have to talk, will I sound stupid? Its a constant stream of thoughts in my mind. I sweat bucket loads, I turn red...and turn into a big ol hot mess.

 

And its a constant stream in alot of women's minds. You know...how we flip off the light when its time for some smoochy smooch with the hubs...how we stress about what we will wear to an event....how we check and double check our makeup before we get our of our car. It effects our relationships, our jobs...our families...But my question is...WHY? Why are we letting the world make us so insecure? Why are we not rejoicing in the things that make us...us?

 

I just came home from an amazing weekend...it was spent at a christian retreat with some of my favorite people in the whole world. My husband got to come with me and spend the whole weekend there too. He made a comment when we got home that made me smile...he said "babe...everyone loves you so much" when I asked him what he meant he said " you make people smile...and everyone loves to be around you". It was super sweet for him to say that, but all I kept thinking was things like; that cant be true, not everyone loves me, I am sure I annoyed people....and on and on...stupid thoughts about how I must have done something wrong, and how there was no way that everyone loves me. Well that's a bunch of crapola. It makes me mad that I let Satan even speak into my mind like that.

 

I have no reason to be insecure. I am a child of God...I am created in HIS image...I am loyal, I am kind, I am funny, I am smart....I am pretty....but most of all.....I am WHO HE MADE ME TO BE. And He sure as heck didn't make me with all of these silly insecurities. The world gave me those.

 

And YOU...my beautiful readers...YOU are beautiful...YOU are smart, YOU are worthy, YOU are funny...AND MOST OF ALL...you are made in HIS image. Get rid of those insecurities. Get rid of the crap that makes you second guess yourself.

 

No more sweating like a wilderbeast when I walk into a room...no more wondering if I will fit in....no more wondering if I will sound stupid. No more hot mess.

 

Just me.