Tuesday, December 24, 2013

Merry Christmas Eve!

Hi friends! I hope you have the merriest of Christmases spent with the special people in your life.

With all my love,

Monday, December 23, 2013


In addition to my nesting items, I've also had my eye on some things I can wear....why do we say "I've had my eye on.." wouldn't it be, "I've had my eyes on...?"


I totally need this shirt.
 Except I don't actually get to take naps. I have kids. But my idea of partying is sleeping. That sounds like a great night to me.
I've been wanting some "pleather" leggings for awhile and have no idea why. I can't wear them to work and it's not like I ever do girl's nights. Maybe in 2014 B and I will do date nights to places other than bars to watch a game and I'll have an excuse to wear something like this....the pants at least, I'm not a fan of the shirt.
I realize wedge sneakers are really polarizing. You either love them or hate them but I love them. I'm usually someone who doesn't jump on trends right away but even though I'm a bit of a sneaker head, they always make me feel really dressed down and frumpy. I feel like I can actually still look cute in these, almost like I'm wearing really comfy heels. I have some similar tan ones and they're so comfy! I kinda hope this trend sticks around.

How dope are these?! Like I said in my last post, I'm really into nature and rocks right now. Er, again. I've always loved arrowheads so I'd be thrilled to get one of these for my birthday (it's 12 days away!)

I've wanted a brass knuckles necklace for years. Don't ask me why because I'm not a violent person. Maybe it's my inner punk rock coming out?

I feel like this list was originally much longer but I can't think of everything I wanted to include right now - story of my life.

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Dear Santa

So I realize it's a little late for a Christmas list (says the girl who originally asked if it was too early to start one in September or October) but a Christmas/Birthday list is completely warranted, right? I can't believe I'll be 31 in just a few weeks.

First off, my sister took me to Anthropologie for the first time ever last weekend. I'd always stayed away because I thought it was super expensive and I'd never afford anything. But I fell in love.

I'm really into decorating with nature right now.  And I've always been into rocks so I love these. Seriously, I was always picking up rocks as a kid. Whenever we moved we had boxes of rocks to take with us. Once I figure out what color we're painting our living room and can figure out decor - I want these.

This pic is way too tiny, but  how adorable is this teacup? I just love the little feet. And I'm obsessed with tea. Seriously, I drink 4-6 cups per day.

I thought these were pretty cute but passed them up. They only had one E and they're super heavy. We have enough heavy ornaments already. I was trying to think if I could use them in some way other than as ornaments, but my only idea is pretty lame.

I did buy some wooden snowflake ornaments though.I only bought two but would love to have 5. They don't have them online but they're awesome! Our poor tree is so bare even after all the ornaments I bought/made last year, I made a few more last night that I might share. 

We also went to Urban (Outfitters) where I ended up falling in love with this.

How cool is that?! I'm so in love. No idea what I'd put in it yet but that's a moo point. (name that show.)

Can you tell I'm totally in nesting mode right now? No, I'm NOT pregnant (not even close) I just want to make our house a home. There's so many more things on my list but I'll do the wearable things later. 

Monday, December 16, 2013

Pissed And Unimpressed

I'm pretty sure this takes the Santa pictures cake.

I'm not entirely sure that Peanut was scared of Santa - I think he's more pissed at me. He'd been drinking water in line so when it became our turn, I took his cup away and he was frustrated. "C'mon, you're going to sit on Santa's lap," I told him.

"No fank you," he replied as he leaned away from me holding his hand. Meanwhile, the lady taking pictures and Santa were both really nice to Bug pointing out that Santa's suit is the same color as Bug's car so that he wouldn't be scared.

To speed things up,  I scooped Peanut and put him in Santa's lap. We were deciding between this photo and one where Peanut was looking at Santa and crying, but I wanted one where we could see his face.

Bug, however, was utterly unimpressed. There were three of us trying to get him to smile and in all 6 pictures they took, he looks like this. I love it. 

The minute pictures were over, Peanut was just fine. Okay, maybe he was a little scared of Santa then. He told Santa thank you for his candy cane and even told him he wants a "Buzz Wightyear" for Christmas.

I thought we'd be past the age where they'd be crying over Santa, like they did last year. But so far, their first Christmas is the only photo where someone's not crying. Santa was awesome though and we'll definitely be returning to this one next year.

Monday, December 9, 2013

Nelson Mandela vs. Paul Walker

I keep seeing backlash on social media whenever someone posts about Paul Walker. There's the usual RIPs but there's a lot of mention of Nelson Mandela and how people should be grieving him and not just "some celebrity."

To say that people should be grieving one person over the other is saying that one person's life has more worth than another. That's not fair to the person being mourned or to the people mourning them. If someone was telling people not to mourn your family member and to mourn someone else, how would you feel? 

In my mind, it's like comparing apples to oranges. Both men did amazing things.

Nelson Mandela was a great man. There's no doubt about that. What he did for apartheid is unimaginable. His contributions to the world will be felt forever.

Paul Walker was a great man. I don't think he can be discounted just because he was an actor. He may have been a celebrity but he was so much more than that; he actually put family and loved ones above all else and shied away from the spotlight. He died after leaving an event for the Philippines for the charity he started after the big earthquake in Haiti for goodness sakes! He was only going to go for a ride in the Porsche and then come back to take pictures with fans and sign autographs. Not many people would go back to an event after it's finished to greet fans.

He traveled to Chile to help out there, his charity helped people after the tornadoes in Moore, Oklahoma. The whole point of his charity is to connect a network of professionals with first responder training who are aimed at accelerating worldwide (my emphasis) relief efforts when disasters strike. ROWW operates on the philosophy that by making a difference in just one person's life, the world has been changed for the better. It's like the ripple effect, one act causes ripples that affect many more people. He may not have abolished apartheid, but he was on his way to doing some other great things all across the world.

I'm sure by now you've heard the story of  the military couple  he bought the $9,000 engagement ring for - anonymously. It says far greater about a person's character what they do without cameras than what they do when cameras are around.

I feel like comparing Nelson Mandela to Paul Walker is pointless because Nelson Mandela was 95 and lived a very full, long life. Paul Walker was only 40 and had so much more life ahead of him. Mandela died of a lung infection after many years of failing health. Walker died in a fiery car crash leaving his charity event. Most likely Mandela's family members had a chance to say goodbye, Paul Walker's didn't. I think that because people were so stunned when Walker died that they've been a little more vocal about it. That doesn't mean they're choosing to mourn Walker and not Mandela.

But you know what the dope awesome thing is? We don't have to choose to grieve one over the other. It's not an either or situation. We have the capacity to mourn multiple people at the same time and knowing what I do about both men, I don't think they would want us to compare them anyway.

I'll admit I've shed more tears over Paul Walker's death than Nelson Mandela's - but I've said prayers for people affected by their deaths. I think maybe because Nelson Mandela is thought of as almost a saint already that it's a little harder for me to relate to him. Of course I'm nowhere close to buying large, anonymous gifts for people either, but Paul Walker's upbringing and life was a little closer to mine and a little easier for me to relate to. If a kid from California can grow up and do some great things, maybe I can too.

I'm actually having a hard time getting over Paul Walker's death and for that I feel silly. I never had the chance to meet him though I was determined to someday. The first words out of my mouth when I found out were,"Oh my God, no! I love him." And then as I said, "He has a daughter," I teared up and walked out of the room to pull myself together.

His daughter is 15 and will never get to experience her dad teaching her to drive, watching her graduate high school, walking her down the aisle, holding her babies on his lap. A little girl lost her dad before she had a chance to grow up. And for that my heart breaks. Every single day I have a moment where I think about his daughter and what she must be going through. Every single time it makes me tear up.

What started out for me as a silly crush 15 years ago turned into genuine admiration and respect for a man who didn't let Hollywood get to him, he chose to use the gifts he'd been given and make a mark on the world. The world needs more people like him.

If I can raise my boys to be even half the men that either Paul Walker or Nelson Mandela were, I will call that a parenting success.

I know it probably sounds like I'm trying to defend why I'm mourning Paul Walker and maybe I am but I truly don't think people should tell other people who, or how to grieve. I think Mandela and Walker would agree with me.

Wednesday, December 4, 2013

5 Years Since I Almost Blew It

Monday was the 5th anniversary of mine and Boyfriend's first date. You can read our love story and about how I almost blew it.

Monday morning I posted on facebook that it was the 5th anniversary of our first date and went on with my day. Around noon, the receptionist called me and said I had a delivery. I just knew it had to be from Boyfriend. I tried to walk to the front all nonchalantly and not smile.

For the first time ever, B got me flowers and had them sent to work!

Actually, that's not true now that I think about it.  He got me flowers my first mother's day. But I don't count that 'cause I was pissed I'd just birthed two of his babies and all he did was run up the street to Safeway. Yes I realize that makes me sound like a horrible person. I blame hormones.

I got a laugh out of the attached card because it said some stuff and then "the boys and I won't be the same without you." It was signed Boyfriends name and the Bois. I asked Boyfriend if he's trying to off me and what was up with the Boooooiiiis! 

We ended the night at Doofer's, the place of our first date. It wasn't intentional, we just wanted to watch the Seahawks game and Doofer's is the only bar where you can take kids.

At dinner I teased B and asked if he realized it wasn't our actual anniversary, just the anniversary of our first date. He got a sheepish grin and admitted he couldn't remember the date we'd settled on. I could tell he was a little embarrassed but I cut him off and said it was ok. We didn't become official until the end of December but we'd decided on the day of our 2nd date as our anniversary because otherwise it would have been our anniversary and then our birthday just a few days later.

We haven't even celebrated the last few years anyway because we have our anniversary, Christmas, our birthday and the boys' birthday all within one month. That's just too much!

I just realized our birthday is in exactly one month, I better figure out what to get him!

Monday, December 2, 2013

Gone Too Soon

You can tell a lot about a person by the way he is mourned. With the untimely death of Paul Walker on Saturday, I, like the rest of the world, was devastated.

Paul Walker was my ultimate crush, my one "hall pass." My love for T. I. is only surpassed by my love for Paul Walker. He had the ruggedly good looks of Paul Newman - blonde hair, cerulean blue eyes, and a smile that made my heart melt. I was determined to meet him one day.

I still stop changing channels whenever Varsity Blues is on, cringing when he hurts his knee. I love to hate him in the Skulls, I cry every time I watch Eight Below and I can recite The Fast & The Furious forwards and backwards.

But today I mourn the loss of a genuinely good guy. I cried when I found out he'd died Saturday night, and I cried yesterday when Boyfriend showed me the video of the crash that's all over the internet. To cry over a celebrity's death may sound silly but when that celebrity is tied to so many of your favorite teenage/young adult memories, you almost feel like a little piece of you has died too.

Many people didn't know how much charity work her was involved in. In a time when celebrities are being chastised for keeping most of the proceeds of their charity auction *Kim Kardashian* Paul Walker found a need and filled it. 

“Paul wasn’t someone who would just write a check and lend his name to an organization; he was the heart and soul of Reach Out WorldWide. Paul was the first one in and the last one out, he led by example and his hard work and dedication inspired everyone who had the privilege of working with him. He led one of the first teams into the hardest hit areas of Haiti and traveled to Chili to bring water, medical aid and hope after the Earthquake and Tsunami. He ran a chainsaw clearing debris and helping people get back into their homes during the hottest days after the tornadoes in Alabama… Some people play a hero, Paul was a hero. Paul was an honorable, hardworking, dedicated, respectful man with a humble spirit who shared his blessings with those who needed it most. It was an honor and a privilege to be able to work with, learn and look up to someone who walked the walk.” - JD Dorfman, Reach Out Worldwide

He seemed like such a good guy that could wrap you up in a bear hug and make your day instantly better. I imagine that he's never met a stranger as everyone was a friend to him the moment they met. He seemed like the kind of guy who just loved. When people like Tyrese, T.I., Ludacris, Vin Diesel and many others are torn to pieces over his death, that shows you what kind of person he was.

Via. This one kills me. Every time I look at it, I tear up. The anguish on Tyrese's face says it all.
More than anything, my heart goes out to his 15 year old daughter. Having lost my favorite uncle unexpectedly at 14, I can only imagine how difficult this must be for her. Death is never easy, but when it's so unexpected and you don't get to say goodbye or come to terms with it over time, it's that much more difficult. I've prayed for his daughter and everyone else that loved him countless times in less than 2 days.

If he had died on set at a movie, it would have made more sense though it wouldn't hurt any less. He loved speed and did many of his own stunts. He owned some of the cars from the Fast franchise. He died in a Porsche a short distance away from his charity event to support the Philippine disaster. As Boyfriend said to try and make me feel better, "He died doing what he loved." 
He left behind such an amazing legacy. That legacy lives on in his fans, his charity, and most importantly his daughter.

I'm still going to meet him. I know he'll be in Heaven greeting me and all his other fans with that brilliant white smile and open arms.



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