May.

I hold a special place in y heart for the month of May. At one point in my life I had dreamt of getting married in May. only to have a job that made May the craziest time of year for me ad that moved the wedding plans to December. But! May, I know it's spring it's beautiful everything gets warmer and ad a kid you can taste summer vacation.

This May has probably been my most favorite month in a VERY long time. Adam finished his first year of law school, I survived it, and our family has fallen into the groove of more time together. Church this month has had a strong focus in the modern family and how a family was meant to be shaped which in turn has truly blessed Adam and I and put commitment to each other. (gagging over the love feast?)

We have go e to the beach, had dates, worked through temper tantrums, had Adam be a stay at home dad, and now move to his internship.

Outsiders may look at some of our weekends and think we are insane. I work at the Y a few weekends a moth, sell Thirty-One And work full time. In turn Adam has a full time summer internship and also works weekends. We do this while juggling the kids and squeezing in family time/alone time/mom & dad time. To be honest this is my American dream. I couldn't be happier and next time I'm feeling burnt out (like this past Wednesday) all need I need to reflect on this month. Mostly because this month is why I do what I do.

Check out my beauty enjoying the kick start of May 2012.

Bags fo' sale.

While I was busy not eating meat, celebrating small things and getting over my Starbucks addiction, I dove face first into earning more dollars. Mostly so I can get Starbucks and not feel guilty. You know with the budget to consider.

Adam had gotten great opportunity this summer for an internship with the Attorney General, but with every great opportunity you go unpaid. We are excited, I used to say that with gritted teeth, but celebrating small things lets me see how happy he is and how much better this is for us in the long run, (2 years to be exact) But anyways… I will now be selling Thirty-One products. Now I know why?? When will you have time, aren’t you supposed to be saying no to things? Well, yes I am, but this is a way I can get little things for myself, make money, and organize! And you know I love organizing.

I don’t plan on driving the Thirty-One Cadillac—oh wait wrong one, but I do hope to do at least 2 parties a month, either in YOUR home or online. I hope to get my Pin Board all linked up and to make thing FABULOUS. It is really fun for me because I can get out and be social which meeting people and sharing stories is a pretty big part of who I am.

So if once a month you see a post on my little BIZ its ok, I’m just showing off, and hoping to brainwash you into ordering or having your own party. But if not here is my site, you can shop there anytime you wish. Go one you know you want to-- especially now when the outlet sale is going on.

Lent... we are getting deep here.

For the past few years I have not given anything up for Lent. I had stopped going to Catholic Church and have found myself learning and using more of my faith from a new church. When H was 16 months old we discovered HOPE. Even better, it is 3 minutes from our house, and on a Sunday morning with sleepy eyes you can’t beat that distance. You run out of the, “it’s all the way in Cary" excuses. This year, since I feel we have been so blessed to make it through the first year of law school, and law school budgets, giving something up seemed really important to me. I mean hello, when I think about God giving up his son, then I look at mine, it makes a much bigger impact.

I wanted to give up something I felt like I indulge in. Something I take for granted, it left me 3 things. 1. Starbucks, just 5 dollars wasted on a Sunday on my way to my nursery shift, or at lunch on a Target run. (Maybe next year I can give up Target). 2. Meat. I had dabbled in vegetarianism, right before H was born until I needed the iron from meat. Meat isn’t eaten much by the kids so why not. And 3. Celebrate the small things in my life. So often I find myself on the negative train and miss out on the small things.

I think Lent went great. Some people asked me why are you doing this if you are not a practicing Catholic anymore? But, right before the question was asked I read something. It said Lent wasn’t about giving up something, it was about when you are feeling weak in your 40 days and you seek God to give you the strength. And let me tell you when I saw my family eating seem Chick-Fil-A nuggets I prayed. HARD.

Since Lent is over I have had meat 2 times, both times it has made me sick. I am super excited to do some work at a Starbucks and drink a coffee. And, I see the light in my son’s eyes when he smiles, when B lays her head on my shoulder and when Adam tells me thank you.
Finally, I do feel restored in my faith.

So Lent. I liked it, and I can’t wait until next year.

Makeover!

Making over yourself and your habits is not an easy task. I do not feel as though I am a bad person, a hot mess or anything terrible. I do think there are things that I could tweak. Never to keep a New Year’s resolution, I figured it would be pointless to even make one. And as mentioned before, I love a challenge. I love a full plate. Overflowing plates are good too. I find that it helps my ADD and it helps my stress. Which with 2 little’s and Adam in law school, the stress release is the healthy way. So here is my little list of things I want to do and plan to do.
**Disclaimer: if I do not accomplish these things you cannot hold me accountable

1. Make hair clips. And sell them. Good ones.
2. Learn to sew. Hence clips.
3. Stay on top of sorting kids clothes. (up until Monday H would sometimes be wearing socks for a 12 month old)
4. Set up sewing machine and reclaim my bedroom as a crafty/peaceful place. (Maybe this should go before number 2)
5. Sell, sell, sell. Thoroughly go through the things I want to sell at consignment sales.
6. SAVE, cut back on the spending. I mean Law school is not going to pay for itself.
7. Learn to live with what I have and make it better.
8. Goal weight - only for 1 day. That’s all I ask. BUT, the work to get there is going to hurt.
9. Stop yelling. There. I said it. I yell - I want to stop - I doubt I can stop totally but limits are better.
10. Keep the phone or social media outlets off and away when the babes are around. They deserve all my time when I get the chance.

Those 10 things are a lot. Hopefully with prayer and work they can be accomplished. I feel like I have a good support system, which seems to be getting stronger every day, so I think I’m off to great start!

Dying a cubicle.

I have recently started a new job. It was decided as a family that I would need the change in order to survive while Adam is in Law school. The job is very adult, there are no kids there, we have name badges that unlock doors and there is a "New Mother's Room." Which is really an old closet with a mini fridge. NONE THE LESS.

It is quite possibly the death of me. I am a social person. There I said it. This new environment isn't. Adam keeps telling me it will be better once they get to know me. But see the trick is, people have to actually talk to me. Ok, I take that back, they do talk to me, at my 30 minute lunch. Oh and they "im" me when they have a question. Which I mean, really, you are in the cubicle next to me just say it.

Today while I was working on my newest project and trying desperately not to mess up, I heard a familiar sound (other than keyboard tapping) it was laughter, between 2 live people, and it was close. Not to ignore possible interaction I hopped out of my seat and turned, and there it was, conversation. (which I put myself right in) Now I think we looked a bit like meerkats, or even the whack a mole game all standing in our cubes, but it was a conversation. It lasted 30 seconds when one worker sat down and said, "ok," then typing began.

Ok, so that is actually a really sad story. So if you want to email me and give me some laughs you're more than welcome, it will keep me safe from my thoughts. Oh, and don't suggest head phones either. I tried that and found myself wanting to sing along or dance. Which is not very adult at my adult job.