tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18177022334525651072024-02-20T02:24:46.775-05:00 She SpeaksShe Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.comBlogger98125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-75339001120630341472015-01-19T21:34:00.001-05:002015-01-19T21:34:27.121-05:0015 weeks<div style="clear: right; float: right; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: 1em;">
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><br /><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">15 weeks</span><br /><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Size of babe: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> an apple</span></span><br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=1817702233452565107" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em; text-decoration: none;"></a><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Weight gain: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">still not tracking this, and I'm not sorry. </span><br /><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Maternity clothes:</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">work clothes- yes. I can still wear some of my pre-pregnancy pants depending on the day...and several shirts work still. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Gender: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Baby Beck is a sweet baby girl.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Nursery:</span> This one is starting to take shape but will be on hold until we figure out where to live. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Movement:</span> Not that I can feel. :)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>Sleep: </b>It’s pretty good. Up once a night to tinkle, but I recently embraced a Body pillow and it's been my friend. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">What I miss:</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> a margarita....and my dog. Atleast I'm consistent. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Best moment this week: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">finding out we are hanging a baby girl. Still doesn't feel real. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Looking forward to:</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> deciding on a middle name for our sweet girl, picking up Knox from dog school, telling our families about our sweet girl... So much!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Cravings: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">grapefruit, poppers... And just things that sound good! </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Symptoms: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">pretty much the same. Definitely having more days of feeling better. Only taking Zofran half the time now. </span> </span></div>
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Workouts: </span> still holding steady to the Piyo train. Being able to workout makes me really happy! Yep, this is still true.<br /><br /><b>Stretch Marks: </b>not yet. Crossing fingers over here.<br /><br /><b>Happy or moody: </b>more happy than not...but can cry at any moment. </span>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-88383045503159492992015-01-19T21:19:00.003-05:002015-01-19T21:19:56.507-05:0014 Weeks<br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Size of babe: </span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0); border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> the nectarine</span><br />
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<a href="https://www.blogger.com/blogger.g?blogID=1817702233452565107" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"></a><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Weight gain:</span> I honestly have no clue....and don't plan to find out anytime soon. </span></span><br />
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<span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Maternity clothes: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">work clothes- yes. I can still wear some of my pre-pregnancy pants depending on the day...and several shirts work still. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Gender: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">no clue...and I have no feeling either way. But we can find out in a few weeks!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Nursery:</span> This one is starting to take shape but will be on hold until a) we know what Baby Beck is and b) we are trying to move....</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Movement:</span> Not that I can feel. :)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>Sleep: </b>It’s pretty good. Up once a night to tinkle, but I recently embraced a Body pillow and it's been my friend. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">What I miss:</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> still missing my pup. But not missing too much else. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Best moment this week: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">finding out my best friend (who is 8 weeks ahead of me) is having a sweet baby girl. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Looking forward to: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">finding out is this nugget is a boy or girl. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Cravings: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">these are still true, which is why I haven't really changed.</span> I appreciate grapefruit a lot right now- especially real grapefruit juice, like it came right outta the fruit...and cereal. Cereal has saved my life. Oh- and egg burritos from Sonic with salsa and ketchup. We finally went back to our fav sushi place where I had cooked sushi. I seriously almost died. So good. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Symptoms: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">pretty much the same. Definitely having more days of feeling better. Only taking Zofran half the time now. </span> </span></div>
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Workouts: </span> still holding steady to the Piyo train. Being able to workout makes me really happy!</span><br />
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<b>Stretch Marks: </b>not yet. Crossing fingers over here.<br />
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<b>Happy or Moody: </b>depends on the day. A bit of both.She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-44865172590868234502015-01-19T20:44:00.002-05:002015-01-19T20:46:36.200-05:0013 weeks<div style="border: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;">
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Size of babe: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">a tangerine. </span></span><br />
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Weight gain:</span> I honestly have no clue....and don't plan to find out anytime soon. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Maternity clothes: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">oh yes. I went shopping with my mom and sister over Christmas. How I will ever go back to normal work pants I have no idea. These things are comfortable. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Gender: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">no clue...and I have no feeling either way. But we can find out in a few weeks!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Nursery:</span> This one is starting to take shape but will be on hold until a) we know what Baby Beck is and b) we are trying to move....</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Movement:</span> Not that I can feel. :)</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>Sleep: </b>It’s pretty good. Up once a night to tinkle, but I recently embraced. Body pillow and it's been my friend. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">What I miss:</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> my dog. Knox left for a 3 week trip to dog school and my heart is kind of broken.</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Best moment this week:</span> ringing in 2015, with an itty bitty bump. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Looking forward to: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">finding out is this nugget is a boy or girl. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Cravings: </span>I can't really say "cravings"...things either sound good or they don't. I appreciate grapefruit a lot right now- especially real grapefruit juice, like it came right outta the fruit...and cereal. Cereal has saved my life. Oh- and egg burritos from Sonic with salsa and ketchup. Yes please.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Symptoms: </span>Let's see...a growing belly, the occasional throwing up, especially is the morning, (I say occasional because I take Zofran like its my job, constipation (just keepin' it real- I recently learned Zofran causes that big time which is super), and feeling narcoleptic...but then getting bursts of energy. </span></div>
<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Workouts: </span> Since I change weeks on Monday- I'll go with what I did last week. Woke up every morning and did my Piyo DVDs and ended the week with a 2 mile run and weight lifting. </span>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-48629733614692836572015-01-19T19:42:00.000-05:002015-01-19T20:09:08.297-05:00A new Chapter...Week #12<div style="border: 0px; margin-bottom: 20px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: center; vertical-align: baseline;">
<span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Beginning our journey with our Baby Beck... Coming July 2015. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Weight gain:</span> This one will be the bain of my existence... My scale says 6 lbs, my doctor says 10. For obvious reasons we shall go with mine. </span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Birthing process update:</span> We are pretty far from this question...so I'll probably remove it for the time being.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Maternity clothes: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">going shopping this week because the work pants situation MUST be addressed. The belly band has saved me the past couple weeks. Most of my shirts still work but...I think its time to prepare for this the bump. </span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Gender: </span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">no clue...and I have no feeling either way. But we can find out in a few weeks!</span></span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><b>Sleep: </b>It’s okay. I always wake up once a night for tinkle reasons and we shall be ordering a pregnancy pillow soon. Although- the crazy dreams can take a hike... The other night I dreamt that men attacked my husband on a train (I have had this dream before, except we were in a Chinese medical center- I have no idea) and they put my cat to sleep to use her to apply varnish to hardwood floors... Seriously, wtf? I had crazy dreams prior to being pregnant but this is getting old.</span></div>
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<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0);"><span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">What I miss:</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> feeling like myself and having energy.</span><span style="border: 0px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"> Oh, and not throwing up. </span></span></div>
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<span style="border: 0px; font-weight: 700; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">Workouts: </span> Since I change weeks on Monday- I'll go with what I did last week. A few barre classes, a 2mile run with park workout and my Piyo dvd. I'm hoping to get back to 6 days consistently...once the energy fairy gets back to me.She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-6439290065369540522013-09-03T23:42:00.001-04:002013-09-03T23:42:10.705-04:00Hair Tutorial Half Up Poof with Twist<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" src="//www.youtube.com/embed/sazENJzRyjo" width="459"></iframe>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-54251704235272781562013-08-07T17:14:00.000-04:002013-08-07T17:14:27.118-04:00That time I started a YouTube Channel...I did it. I finally decided to try something outside the box, outside the norm for me. I started a YouTube Channel. Why? I have no idea. Okay- maybe I do. I wanted to do something different...I love to tell people about neat things I have found and enjoy sharing my love for new hairstyles or make up techniques. So, I thought why not? What do I have to lose? {Besides the fact I am putting myself out there on video for all the world to see.} <br />
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Here is my most recent video- dedicated to products I am loving: July Edition. <br />
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Talk to you soon!She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-42012323118340357882013-02-16T18:19:00.001-05:002013-02-16T18:19:27.065-05:00Awhile..<p> As per usual, it has been awhile (ummm 3 months...) since my last post. I always have things to say, but always have some mad brainstorming ideas when I am barreling down the roadway. And naturally I do not write them down- as well, lets be realistic- that would be considered unsafe.</p>
<p>So, as I was catching up on my favorite blogs, listening to Pitch Perfect for the upteenth time- (Rebel Wilson anyone?) snowflakes are falling, and the fire is roaring (okay, gas fires don't really "roar") I finally felt inspired. </p>
<p>While I have taken this time off from blogging I have really watched a couple of my favorite, go-to blogs change and evolve. Some good and some not so good, in my own, personal opinion. And the not so good ones I think are because of sponsorish type things. I can appreciate sponsors and wanting to get your blog out there to gain more readers and exposure. However, I just feel like a lot of the posts that are sometimes put out there are so scripted and fake. 10 tweets about different sponsors are fine- but "I love this girl!" simply cannot apply to everyone, can it? This also includes putting sponsored post after sponsored posts. Readers are really not interested in your "sponsored opinion" nor do I ever click on the link of the person who is sponsoring that ad. I really do understand why people have sponsors and why people choose to pay for ad space. But I just think readers need a break- I read certain blogs because I like the author and what they write about. Don't we all? Sidenote: I plan on buying ad space at some point or another from blogs that I love, but from those who don't compromise their blog. This did not intend to ruffle any feathers- its just my observation and thoughts. End personal opinion rant.</p>
<p>Now- I am going to go enjoy the snow that has literally begun to look like the inside of a snowglobe. This is the first true snow we have had in over 2 years...so yes, I am happy to see the flurries. </p>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Until next time my sweets...<a href="http://instagr.am/p/Vz1BnINzHg/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage0.s3.amazonaws.com/1d6184bc788e11e2a3e422000a1fbe39_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1361056711121.0088" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="300" height="300"></a></div>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-36045432865421768722012-11-15T21:10:00.001-05:002012-11-15T21:10:21.457-05:00Instagram life. What was there before Instagram? I seriously love this app, along with the other 9 million people. I don't really get too caught up in who is following ( is it following?) me or who I am following...I honestly just like the fact that it pinpoints certain things throughout my life. I promise to have the awesome bathroom reveal soon along with some holiday & other DIY projects and a trip to NYC soon. But for now- I shall share some of my 'grams.<br/><br/><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody><tr><td style="text-align: center;">Sweet girl <a href="http://instagr.am/p/R_XsTgtzK_/" target="_blank" title="" style=" "><img src="http://distilleryimage7.s3.amazonaws.com/ced9b61e2df311e2971f22000a1f8c25_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1353031814991.7854" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="300" height="300"></a><br>
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That's all for now my sweets! <br/><br/> <br/><br/>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-53169939549618055192012-10-13T20:08:00.001-04:002012-10-13T20:08:38.227-04:00Symptoms.What do you do, when no one knows what's wrong? When you try to explain, but no one gets it. When they think... "Maybe its in your head." <br/><br/> <br/><br/>For the past year, my husband hasn't felt well. It started with dizziness, feeling nauseous, anxious, tired and many other symptoms. Since I have known my husband for the past 12 years, I know what he has felt like before. What he feels like when he feels good...when he has energy, when he looks rested. We have been to the ER, Urgent Care, to his primary physician, neurologists, GI's and even a holistic doctor- who talks to your muscles and asks the patients body what is wrong {that was VERY hard one for me}..you name it, we've been there. And all we have heard is... "We can't find anything that would cause all of this. We will just have to treat the symptoms." In case you didn't know, "treating the symptoms" means we'll give you several different medications and see if it works, even though we have no idea what is wrong with you.<br/><br/> <br/><br/>To say we are frustrated is an understatement. It is amazing to me that doctors today dance around the fact that they might have no idea what is wrong with their patient. But I believe that if you are a doctor, it is your duty to refer your patient to someone who might know. Someone who might think differently. Someone who just might listen to the one symptom {that we have been saying for the past year} and run with it. <br/><br/> <br/><br/>We chose to go to Mayo. If you know anything about the medical world- you know that Mayo is where you go if you are looking for answers. It is marketed as "the place" to go, when you have something serious going on. If no one else can tell you anything. You are told to plan for a week so that you can see specialist after specialist. Yes, those who have cancer go to Mayo. And I was so surprised when I told people what we were doing. The looks on their faces said it all..."You are what? Why would you do that?" It's funny how judgy people can be, when its something as serious as your health. Just because you don't "get it" doesn't mean you should cast your judgy eyes my way. Besides the fact that it makes me want to poke one of your judgy eyes out- its just not a nice thing to do.<br/><br/> <br/><br/>We waited 3 months for this appointment and both took a week off of work and headed to Mayo in Jacksonville, Florida. I am a Type-A, organization is my game, kind of person. So we showed up that Monday morning prepared with all of our documents. 100+ pages of medical history, a medical timeline I made, MRI & CT results. You name it- I had it, or knew about it.<br/><br/> <br/><br/>Fast forward to that Wednesday. I cried all 3 days at one time or another. Out of pure "I can't believe this is happening" frustration. Our first day at Mayo we saw only our Internal Medicine doctor. Why? Because they told us the specialists she was referring us to weren't available until Mid- October. OCTOBER. {this was mid-September}. We do not live in Florida. The blood work she requested was lost in the system. It was only because I marched my sobbing- IknowIlooklikemydogjustdied tail back to the registration desk and asked to speak with the Doctor again, that anything happened. That, and the grace of 2 receptionists that sat behind the desk that Monday. Word to the wise- if you ever, ever need anything- it is best to not be rude to the two who blink back at you with the computer mouse in their hands. These two became our advocates during this week. Because of them, we were worked into the schedule because they happened to know the floor supervisors. At one point we waited a total of 7 hours in a waiting room to see one of the specialists. SEVEN. Only to be told "you can go ahead and leave, they are done for the day." <br/><br/> <br/><br/>Needless to say- we left Mayo 4 days later with no more answers then we had going in. We did finally see all of the specialists she recommended- but <img src="webkit-fake-url://AFFFBAF9-84FC-48D0-A806-16BD8023C811/imagegif" id="blogsy-1350173305873.0818" class="" alt="" width="1" height="1">only because I pushed and asked. And pushed and asked. I undoubtedly know that most of the people {many of the older generation} show up there with many of the same unanswered questions only to hear "They can't see you until mid-whenever." And with that, they turn around and go home. At some point in my life- I will become an advocate for these couples that I see. Because no one should ever have to wait in a waiting room on stand-by for 7 hours only to rudely be told to go home. I am writing this mainly for others who are trying to decide if they should make the decision to go to Mayo. It was nothing like I thought it would be. I thought it was going to be fast-paced efficiency. Where the doctor had reviewed his medical history- where a timeline would be laid out for us. Where specialists were waiting for us. When instead it was like starting over at a new doctor's office. Where we had to fight to get appointments to see them. Where if we hadn't befriended the two receptionists, we would have gone home without ever seeing another specialist. {We delivered cupcakes to them the morning we left.}<br/><br/> <br/><br/>We are still in limbo- waiting for more results and more findings. Which we have accepted will most likely tell us nothing. We are so tired and exhausted mentally and emotionally. My husband works through everything- the Flu, strep...so its hard to know he doesn't feel good everyday. As time goes on we pray to find answers to the questions we have.<br/><br/> <br/><br/>Moral of the story? Be your own advocate. Fight for the answers. Don't give up. Repeat.<br/><br/> <br/><br/> <br/><br/>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-60368777338399743212012-10-13T20:06:00.001-04:002012-10-13T20:06:34.904-04:00Blogsy.Remember when I gushed about Blogsy? It was a lie. I just lost a 6 paragraph post. <br/><br/> <br/><br/>That's all. <br/><br/>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-62349687800827900192012-09-29T21:55:00.001-04:002012-09-29T21:55:17.152-04:00Life LatelyI know its been awhile- please accept my apologies. I don't often write about <em>exactly</em> what is going on and sometimes I just kinda "scoot" over the things that are going on. Don't all bloggers? You want to put yourself out there, but most of the time you can't <em>really </em>put yourself out there because sometimes the things you want to say are about people who might happen upon your blog- and then where will you be? Maybe 1 friend down I suppose.
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<p>First things first- I am so in love with Blogsy. I was struggling with posting because I fight with my laptop frequently and therefore I am constantly on my iPad. And iPad + blogger = headache. Until I found Blogsy. There are a few other blog apps out there for iPad, but this one got the best reviews.</p><p><span style="text-align: right; ">Where would we be without google? Seriously.</span></p><p>I have to admit I am completely thankful that September is coming to a close. It was a month that had so much going on and created so much stress, that I am just happy to put it all behind us.</p><p>A week ago, I left for San Diego for a work function. Every year, we fly out to meet with consultants who work with my office and are in meetings for a few days and they always have such amazing things for us to do planned. Example: </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://instagr.am/p/QLmVm5NzFH/" target="_blank" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img src="http://distilleryimage11.s3.amazonaws.com/2f7f4fa60a9f11e28b0122000a1fca78_7.jpg" id="blogsy-1348969880793.4495" class="aligncenter" alt="" width="500" height="500"></a><span style="text-align: left; ">Who doesn't love a cute elephant butt? </span></div>
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="text-align: left; ">We had dinner at the San Diego Zoo- that was closed down, just for our group. If you don't know anything else about me- just know that I LIVE for animals. I would seriously be Dr. Doolittle if I could. Remember when I said I was campaigning for goats? Ya, that is still happening. The next day we had an obstacle course, full of running through a bounce house {have you seriously tried that now that you are a grown up? Its no joke when you get stuck in a crack and you literally cannot.get.out} rowing outrigger, playing dodgeball {I really, really hate games with flying balls. I know, I know...that could go so many ways} amongst other things. It was a good time. Flew home on the red-eye Saturday night and arrived home only to repack my suitcase and head to Florida. And no, it wasn't for an amazing vacation. Stay with me and I will tell you exactly why.</span></div>
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If you are new to my piece of the internet- Hi! Pardon my look- it soon will be changing. Kick up your feet and stay awhile!<br />
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Summer in the Carolinas has been extremely humid and hot- more than normal. Add in the fact that we didn't have much of a winter last year- which I truly believe did not kill the mosquitoes. So, they quadrupled in qauntity and came back with a vengeance this year. I am ready to bid adieu to the entirety of summer. Put the cover on the grill and winterize our house.<br />
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Insert scarves, leggings, tights, jeans, boots, sweaters and anything that screams cozy.<br />
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And something I am looking to add to my brood? The grayish beauties in the right hand bottom corner from <a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/" target="_blank">MrstoMama's</a> style... Someone <i>please</i> help me find them. I need them.<br />
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<span style="background-color: white; font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 18px;">No kids for this lady right now, but I love fall activities just the same. Pumpkin patch, decorating for fall, hay rides....you name it- I'm game. </span><br />
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I seriously am in love with Apple Cider. We went to Vermont this past February for the first time and let me just say- Cider Mills have a special place in my heart.<br />
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Hmmm...Halloween is fairly boring for me every year. Again- no kids so maybe the poor puppies will get dressed up. Or maybe not. Since I'm an 8-5er Hallow's Eve fell on a weekday so we dressed up..I, was the tooth fairy. I work in the tooth industry so naturally this made sense. Although when I asked my boss what I was ... "Uh- some kind of fairy?" Umm- okay. I just happen to have 23 tiny teeth printouts all over me. But yes, some kind of fairy. </div>
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She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-50141575261996464932012-08-28T22:19:00.000-04:002012-08-28T22:23:51.060-04:003 months.Apparently I have been on a bit of a hiatus, no? I'll admit it- I have thought about logging on here A LOT over those 3 months. But that thing called life showed up and there were things I had to deal with that I just couldn't sit here and focus on saying anything earth shattering. I even took quite a long break from reading my Top 20 (my fav's that I have bookmarked and follow) and just lived life. <br />
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Tonight I was catching up on my favorites and was reading <a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/" target="_blank">this</a> one. I love her posts and her heartfelt words she always writes about her daughter. It doesn't hurt either that she is literally one of the cutest pregnant girls I have ever dealt with. As I was catching up on her latest vacation- she mentioned something I had forgotten about. A blog book. She had posted about this awhile back- but I think I was in one of my many ruts that I have fallen into this year. But as I was reading it- I thought...This is why I need to blog again. This is why I need to write down exactly what I am thinking and what is happening. Because if I don't...I am going to forget. I am going to forget how I felt, about the experience, about that moment in time that needs to be remembered. That <strong><em>I</em></strong> need to remember.<br />
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So I got myself out of my warm nook in the corner of the sectional and got my laptop out of hiding. She has really been in hiding since last December when iPad came to town- and she also put herself there because she is missing a key and her cursor likes to jump around randomly which makes me irate. BUT, its the only one I can successfully log into this blog of mine on. So, here I am. <br />
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At this point, my blog book would be a sorry, pitiful book. So, I am going to fill it. Its going to be an amazing look back on what was happening in this life of mine. So that maybe someday I can sit down and really relive the things I want to remember. <br />
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So- my 34 followers- thank you for not losing hope and for hanging on. I'm back- and I hope you are happy!<br />
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Many posts to come!<br />
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And- in case you wondered about the blog book- <a href="http://www.blog2print.com/" target="_blank">this</a> is where you can find them!<br />
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Oh! Side note- if you know of anyone who is a genius at blog design- this chicken needs some help- so send them my way! XOShe Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-51609165381888794812012-05-20T07:00:00.000-04:002012-05-20T07:00:00.776-04:00Ch-ch-ch-chaaannnges...As many of you know, we do not have children. We've been together for 12 years, married for 8 and still no kids. If you are one of those that is just baffled by this- go ahead and take a deep breath, maybe do a downward dog and I'll be here when you are done.<br />
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For now, we travel, do what we want at the drop of a hat and love on our furry babies. We currently have a dog and a cat and I love them like they are my children. Yep, I'm one of <u style="font-style: italic;">those.</u>
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Bella is a Yorkie-Pomeranian aka Porkie and Caris (Care-iss) is my rescue calico sweetbabylovechild. I have had both since they were babes...Bella for 7 years and Caris for a little over a year. They are BFF's...which is a stark difference from when I first brought Caris home. Bella is EXTREMELY jealous...I mean seriously- jelly bean is her middle name.<br />
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But we got through it- and now they love each other.<br />
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The husband is NOT an Iloveanimalsmorethanpeople person like I am. If I had my way- I would have my own version of a Dr. Doolittle farm- saving animals from the hands of the horrible people of the world. (And I must admit I am a bit disappointed I did not get a pair of goats for my birthday. But that's a post for a different day.) However, he has been wanting a "big" dog for years. Yes, years. As in, at least 3. I usually ignored that comment...saying " We don't have the money for that" or " we would need a huge fence" or " I can't deal with a puppy right now"...<br />
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Somewhere along the way- I agreed to make the leap. Jump into getting this "big" dog.<br />
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One of the reasons I climbed on board, was for protection. Aside from owning a gun (yep- we're those kinda people too) I wanted another deterrent in my life. Bella is convinced she is part Mastiff mixed with Great Dane and her heart would protect me from anything. But lets face it- 10lbs is not alarming or deterring. And if you happen to have a tennis ball in your pocket? Well, she'll pretty much pack her bags and move in with you. A big 100 pound pile of Iwilleatyourfaceifyouevenblinkatmymomma is what I wanted.<br />
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So we decided to start looking for what we wanted. And we found him.<br />
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Meet our sweet, baby boy...<br />
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We decided on a German Shepherd for many reasons...they are horribly smart, they love their families something fierce, are great around children and other pets (when socialized properly) and are amazing protectors- especially when trained. No, we did not rescue him. I wholeheartedly believe in rescuing - we just chose not to for him. So in the event you're feeling overly opinionated, just go ahead and put your judgy pants away. MmmmK?<br />
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We have been preparing for him to come home for a little over a month and he comes home this Wednesday. To say I am apprehensive and nervous is an understatement. We are going to be introducing him and Bella in park on neutral territory and kind of make it a very long play date..except he just won't ever leave.<br />
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Fingers crossed he is happy and the other children don't try to run away.<br />
Until next time...<br />
<br />She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-39548876537219952942012-05-19T21:56:00.000-04:002012-05-19T21:56:06.495-04:00Another Month...Flew by, without a post. The most annoying thing is I have much to write about. Which in hindsight is nice, because it will take me awhile to catch up.<br />
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My friend whom I introduced you to in my last post, lost her mom to cancer on May 2nd. Its somewhat annoying to say "lost" as if she has gone missing or no one can find her...when in reality, when something like this happens you know exactly where they are. And you would give anything for them not to be there. I often feel like I am saying the wrong thing, not doing enough, pushing too hard to try and help...but in the end, I just wish to be the best friend I can- when the rest of the world expects her to be "over" her grief. 3 months, 8 months, 2 years from now. So many people who haven't been through something like this, put a timeline on grief. Where 6 months goes by and its "Oh, you're still having a hard time?"<br />
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I won't ever forget that day- as it was my 8 year wedding anniversary. And a day when I found a loved one was informed of a new health issue. Needless to say, it was an emotional day.<br />
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Our anniversary fell on a Wednesday...and it was so nice to receive flowers from the one who remembers this day like I do.<br />
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We kept it fairly low key and took a trip to a delish restaurant- Villa Antonio and called it a night as in the next few weeks we had a trip to the beach planned...and really, how crazy can you get on Wednesday night? I am certainly no spring chicken anymore. Le sigh.<br />
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That's it for now my sweets- stay tuned as I have been an instagramming fool lately- which tells a pretty good story of where I have been and where I am headed.<br />
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Hugs!She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-10515883520107683612012-03-27T21:03:00.001-04:002012-03-27T21:25:51.623-04:00Heavy.Its been almost 2.5 months since my last post. I honestly didn't know it had been that long and I kind of forgot what my blog looked like. But I am back at it. Over the rare occurrence of me cooking dinner for my other half tonight- I thought about my blog and what I wanted to write about. Yes, I want to (and plan to) tell you about the products I use on my hair, my current nail polish or my recent weekend. But as I was thinking about it, I feel like I have so much to say. More....<strong><em>heavy</em></strong> topics if you will. I truly love to write and think of writing a novel often. My fingers are thankful to be busy right now...the fast-tapping of the keys calms me.<br />
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Tonight my heart is feeling heavy. Heavy with sadness for a friend who is going through something horrible. We met the end of 2008 through a Bootcamp class...she was the strong runner- and I always remember thinking "How in the hell does she not sweat?" While I was gasping for air. Fast forward to March 2012. We have been on too many runs to count...with the memories and baggage to prove it. She hates dogs that are loose- I turn into a bootcamp instructor yelling "GO HOME!". We get lost together, dodge bats together and curse at eachother in our heads while running straight up the most serious hill in this state. Or wait- is that just me? We have ran hundreds of miles together, several half marathons and our very first marathon- together. You learn a lot about a person when you are running for hours together. No where to go but forward, no one to talk to but eachother. We've had sweat in our eyes, cried about life while running, and solved the world's problems during these runs. She is a much better runner than I, always faster, always stronger. But doesn't mind running twice in one day (and slowing down for you) if you ask her too- because she knows how much the company is sometimes needed. She is the wittiest person I know and the reason I started tweeting. I have no clue where she comes up with the randomness that are her tweets- but they are usually nothing short of epic.<br />
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I am no stranger to Cancer. Its a sonofabitch that affects so many people every day. And I <strong><em>hate </em></strong>it. And I mean hate, with every fiber in my body. I don't feel the need to delve into my own personal story (quite yet)...I just wanted to empty my heart, for the ache it feels for her. There is nothing fair about watching someone you love go through something as painful and mean as cancer. It shows no mercy- and causes nothing but pain. It leaves me speechless as there is nothing you can say to someone going through something like this. The "it will be okays", the "keep your head ups", the "time will heal all wounds" is nothing someone who is going through this wants to hear. Because its not okay, no one wants to hold their head up and time sucks. Its just how it is. <br />
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Maghan, in case you haven't figured it out {I mean, who else grabs tiny twigs to ward away loose dogs}...this post is for you. I am thinking and praying for you and your family. I am here for you, if for nothing else than to cry with. I know I have told you before- but if there is anything you need- I'm only a text, tweet, FB msg, call or lifeline away. Much love. <br />
<br />She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-63337360972927460812012-02-09T19:02:00.001-05:002012-02-09T19:02:53.824-05:00The sounds of DIYI hear the sound of the grinder in the garage. Cutting through some sort of tile by very capable hands and a tile saw that is amazing. Though I am not in the garage, I know it's the grinder and I know it's tile. I know this because we are elbow-deep in our master bathroom renovation. A renovation started 2 weeks ago,spurred on by a jetted bath tub that was ridiculously on sale. So here we are, steering clear of water leaks and cut waterlines, covered in sawdust and grout. This is what true DIY is all about. It's nothing like a series on TLC or HGTV. It's messy, irritating and sometimes costly due to mistakes of others...but damnit- it is gratifying knowing that we did that. It was a horribledirtyannoying project, but we did that.
Such a random post, but I had to write. I would add photos but apparently IPad is not interested in helping a girl out.
Hugs on this random Thursday.She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-39238861849974804102012-01-15T14:06:00.004-05:002012-01-15T14:10:39.526-05:00Behind..I feel so behind in the blog world. I am behind on my reading and searching of new and insightful blogs. I can't really explain my slump...or how I feel. I can tell you that I am not really sure where my blogging is going from here. So many blogs have been talking about getting "caught up" in blogging, trying to respond to all of the comments and form connections with new, amazing people. I try my best to reply to my followers {by going to their blog and commenting, but many times my browser doesn't like your comment feed or vice versa, and then I can't leave comments- which makes me frustrated and I give up}. But, one thing I am sure of, is that blogging can't/won't take away from the things I need in my life. Like a clean house, a happy husband, a phone call from someone important, and happy fur children. Lets also not forget my job (a girls gotta eat) and my gym time. I am exhausted and haven't found the time or energy to think of amazing and thoughtful things to blog about. Trust me, I have things to say- but let's be honest. The internet is a HUGE place..full of billions of people. Those that know you, those who don't, those that judge you, those that love you. Can you really and truly put yourself out there? Probably not without hurting some people in the process or it coming back to bite you in the proverbial ass. We all deal with mean people, trying circumstances and have really bad days...so I think that is what I am trying to figure out. What I want to say and how I want to say it. I am a very honest person- sometimes to a fault so rest assured I will try my best to always have an honest place to write my words. Hang in there with me. I think we are on the road to figuring it out.<br />
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Cheers to 2012!She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-85900598082523264102012-01-01T22:07:00.018-05:002012-01-01T22:26:03.939-05:00Oh Christmas...Where did you go?<br />
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Seriously- I had been counting down to Christmas for MONTHS. MONTHS, I tell you. This is what happens everytime there is a set date for me to reunite with my family and my beauts (le momma & le sister).<br />
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Last Tuesday night we headed out in the dark to the Bluegrass state...oh Kentucky how I love thee. Well- except for the fact you are a mere 6 hours away. But that's okay- they make cars and husbands who drive them for a reason. Because I simply cannot just pick one photo that represents this wonderful time of the year- here is an assortment...<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I wish I could tell you that it was awful. But it wasn't. Thanks <a href="http://pinkloulou-confessionsofa20something.blogspot.com/">PLL</a> for this bakery recommendation!</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My Alaskan bebe sis</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">My beauts, circa 2011.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Annual Gingerbread house- love our own traditions.</td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yes- the cookie to the right has on chaps- with his ass hanging out. Told you.</td></tr>
</tbody></table>And lets not forget about a few of my new, favorite things! <br />
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And, no holiday season would be complete without a few things I may, or may not have purchased <strike>accidentally</strike> for myself.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">I never thought I could cheat on MAC, but we are having a full-blown love affair. </td></tr>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">So in love with my new <a href="http://www.sigmabeauty.com/">Sigmas</a>...</td></tr>
</tbody></table>So, there you have it- my Christmas in a nutshell. I know its a week late- but I needed to unplug for a bit {more on that in my New Years post}.<br />
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In the meantime- I wonder if you think I am a serious person. I can assure you, that 92% of the time- I am not. <br />
Your proof. <br />
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Many hugs my pupcakes!She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-24388787483745554032011-12-23T07:00:00.000-05:002011-12-23T07:00:18.404-05:00Merry Christmas...Weekend!<div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;">I will be away, enjoying the time with my loved ones but wanted to wish each and every one of my most favorite followers a wonderful, peaceful, loving Christmas...Until next week my loves! </div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Current Playlist</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">OH get ready for this one. I rarely listen to music- and yes, my commute is about 40min each way. BUT, lately I have been rocking out to these boys..</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL86wY_7BdLr7n3iGws8bsi9ZvQF9j_tiCfv28Nq6A4ZZeyOkhIHhWO3tdoVtsj0kte8CtxNy7KYGk4WO90JazCzhIILnprErO5ktVcs4mAKPXf2uo1ehuwZOkAjHD3_9WQyfGOxLTycPb/s1600/nsync.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhL86wY_7BdLr7n3iGws8bsi9ZvQF9j_tiCfv28Nq6A4ZZeyOkhIHhWO3tdoVtsj0kte8CtxNy7KYGk4WO90JazCzhIILnprErO5ktVcs4mAKPXf2uo1ehuwZOkAjHD3_9WQyfGOxLTycPb/s1600/nsync.jpg" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">OH yes, I just went there. And I know all the words.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Current Drink</span></strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH0xen4RDqGrjYZph51o_Q7zZ-kESOcsNm2-YEN4s6kCff9RgBycQUUrB2rDqAV148KPYJT89cI9BTLdxGcdG12N0D30uoqmoSr4Od5R1722ClfPyzb4djXlgYkzLiMczop_kURwOHzmHn/s1600/nestle-pureLife.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhH0xen4RDqGrjYZph51o_Q7zZ-kESOcsNm2-YEN4s6kCff9RgBycQUUrB2rDqAV148KPYJT89cI9BTLdxGcdG12N0D30uoqmoSr4Od5R1722ClfPyzb4djXlgYkzLiMczop_kURwOHzmHn/s320/nestle-pureLife.jpg" width="280" /></span></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I am in serious love with sparkling water and a wedge of lime right now.</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current Food</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Cucumbers soaked in apple cider vinegar with pepper. Seriously- I adore.</span></div><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span><br />
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<strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Current Favorite Show</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbRHVUP6cXavFOaAsLSFAPWdQwlrihscX-k5FOb6h88JSgbt5sdvqezC4plOB9kvVl23sBbnai4Ja0svKlaoPfBFcG7y9JeWDcMJ29id4i_1xlh9QH5oPYKkQ_aIOM8YQLqUPmhqnue0mk/s1600/rev.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbRHVUP6cXavFOaAsLSFAPWdQwlrihscX-k5FOb6h88JSgbt5sdvqezC4plOB9kvVl23sBbnai4Ja0svKlaoPfBFcG7y9JeWDcMJ29id4i_1xlh9QH5oPYKkQ_aIOM8YQLqUPmhqnue0mk/s1600/rev.png" /></span></a></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Revenge</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
<strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Current Needs</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"> To be enveloped in Christmas.<span style="font-size: 12pt;"> </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current Triumph(s)</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Being up in the gym, workin' on my fitness 5-6 days a week. In winter. Go me. </span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Feeling like I am stuck in a hamster wheel. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current celebrity crush </strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Channing much?</span><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><strong><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">Current #1 blessing</span></strong></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">That this sexy beast (who I have to admit, completley rivals Channing) is<strong><em> healthy</em></strong>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qtJx5btz2hgLV1m07hY91613fPJBmvnLknnMSt6PSd4fyFkV8QCsP4mIqfhpQskWMstrRFJYgNX33X3QE-q7scjN9T8a9ulYDNEmKdtfSfue2I-E56Q9f9qdjwsEV6Pvx5Q8YuYSTDws/s1600/pic+409+copy.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" height="265" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi0qtJx5btz2hgLV1m07hY91613fPJBmvnLknnMSt6PSd4fyFkV8QCsP4mIqfhpQskWMstrRFJYgNX33X3QE-q7scjN9T8a9ulYDNEmKdtfSfue2I-E56Q9f9qdjwsEV6Pvx5Q8YuYSTDws/s400/pic+409+copy.jpg" width="400" /></span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current indulgence</strong></span></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times;">I have to stop eating these.</span></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF4w618A-R8ImcLntueRD5Oam1bT_Wp9zCibe8qIQWRXVXwDFpopD3dszPidbM3vFYznLuGSt3FBE2WIn_UFJc_KmaA2JARzDiK8Lerr93_4zXISXnUWwuow_ECKmeOzYNzFu5reDeR7q/s1600/2584029427_a4c0d640fe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQF4w618A-R8ImcLntueRD5Oam1bT_Wp9zCibe8qIQWRXVXwDFpopD3dszPidbM3vFYznLuGSt3FBE2WIn_UFJc_KmaA2JARzDiK8Lerr93_4zXISXnUWwuow_ECKmeOzYNzFu5reDeR7q/s320/2584029427_a4c0d640fe.jpg" width="262" /></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><br />
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</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current outfit</strong></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">Sorry- no pics of this mess. But I can tell you that I am wearing:</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">White NorthFace Fleece, Pants from Express, Sweater from American Eagle. Yes, its "Cold, Casual Tuesday."</span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;"><br />
<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><strong>Current excitement</strong><br />
Being reunited with none other than my beauts. PLEASE tell me they aren't gorgeous.</span></span> <br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">I.can't.wait.Excited.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current #1 item on your wishlist</strong></span></div></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;">These please. </span></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiedYVjW44AD-Z4AqFieyHRdrU0CX9pHkWz8_A4RkV9E-tKTpBSn07TUhwN_nQzewzlzkPZpMwOzmkihqwPPsEvOADfDHg5xe__s83iRWDg2POrkzluyDhH9g0UbwqMJgLLpv5MQiLv1SV9/s1600/hunter-wellies--original--black.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><img border="0" height="213" oda="true" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiedYVjW44AD-Z4AqFieyHRdrU0CX9pHkWz8_A4RkV9E-tKTpBSn07TUhwN_nQzewzlzkPZpMwOzmkihqwPPsEvOADfDHg5xe__s83iRWDg2POrkzluyDhH9g0UbwqMJgLLpv5MQiLv1SV9/s320/hunter-wellies--original--black.jpg" width="320" /></span></a></div><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Current new year's resolution</strong></span></div></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif; font-size: 12pt;">To be debt free. Booyah. </span></div></div><div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; line-height: normal; margin: 0in 0in 0pt; text-align: center;"><div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"><span style="font-family: Times, "Times New Roman", serif;"><br />
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</div></div>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-39770112562074359572011-12-18T08:00:00.000-05:002011-12-18T08:00:01.269-05:00I confess...That after this blog, there is a good chance you won't be my friend any more. But, you should know my fingers are crossed that you will still want to be friends. K?<br />
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I get asked a lot about my hair- I rarely wear it the same way everyday. I am so not the kinda girl who straightens their hair everyday- parting it the same way, everyday. First off, my current bangs drive me insane most days. So, that equals many braids, twists and bobbies. Please tell me you know bobbie, yes? <br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7pTR2kbLG8s6YGctCdMfU9Am5YgvBd9_9LFq30UlQnHxGm0i2bq76FdwkEKf3MCZCsQ7wtE5zk8ICzFUHAepspIlPoQ4MwDj1jIMMtf4DwXvvhoiQsFEObfLvWSH6S28ceWmleTwRcuM/s1600/hairblog.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiv7pTR2kbLG8s6YGctCdMfU9Am5YgvBd9_9LFq30UlQnHxGm0i2bq76FdwkEKf3MCZCsQ7wtE5zk8ICzFUHAepspIlPoQ4MwDj1jIMMtf4DwXvvhoiQsFEObfLvWSH6S28ceWmleTwRcuM/s640/hairblog.jpg" width="512" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Did you catch on to the one thing all of these photos have in common? Other than the fact that I apparently change my hair color- alot? {Don't worry, we won't ever be going back platinum}Yep- <strong>DIRTY</strong> hair. This girl, as in me- does not wash her hair except every 4 -5 days. Which I guess could also be once a week?? Go ahead and put your judgy pants on, because I am okay with my dirty hair. Now, there will be times when it is necessary to wash it 2 or 3 times a week. For example, if I happen to be on a 4 mile run and get caught in a torrential down pour? I will go ahead and wash my hair. If I happen to sweat so much during a workout that it looks like I washed my hair? I will go ahead and wash my hair. See? I'm practical. And besides- the best part about not washing my hair is telling people. Its worth it to see their eyes get huge and where I can almost see that convo bubble appear above their head that says, "SO, you DON'T shower?" Ummm, no. I never said I don't shower, I said I don't wash my hair. There is a difference my friends. Yes, I shower. Everyday. I'm fairly certain my husband would be offended if I didn't wash off my daily gym sessions. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Another fact? I never, ever use dry shampoo. Gasp. I.KNOW. I have no idea how this is possible. I am thinking its because my hair is colored (and has been since I was about 14 or so) and thick. So maybe it soaks up daily oils & sweat? Other than that- I truly don't know. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Also, when I do wash my hair- I only wash it at night and go to bed with it wet. Nope- no blow drying on this head of hair. Hence the reason I have had the same blow dryer since I was in highschool. Ya- girlfriend is ancient. I recently donated her to the hub for his RC Car hobby in hopes that I can upgrade for the twice yearly blowdry that may or may not happen to my hair. I guess I was blessed with straight hair- {thanks momma}. And yes- I will use my flat iron or my curling iron if the pillow gnomes went a bit crazy during my slumber. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><br />
</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">That's it for this Sunday my peeps. </div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">Now go wash your hair. </div>She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-20152788723438078982011-12-14T09:46:00.002-05:002011-12-14T12:06:35.308-05:00Christmas CountdownLet's be real- for one hot (or cold, depending on your geographical location. One point for me, using big words)second. Our friend Mr. Claus is coming to town. And quick. Does anyone else feel like December snuck up on them real quick? I don't like sneaky<strike> people</strike> months.<br />
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We are spending this magical holiday with my family so I wanted my precious tree home, up and sparkling the weekend after Thanksgiving. Normally we don't start this early, but this year I was pretty much gung-ho for operation glitter explosion. {Sending a shoutout to my hub, for being post nasal surgery and doing this with me. Love him!}<br />
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I won't chatter much more. So, take a deep breath, imagine yourself in a place of glitter, snow, fire and spiked eggnog. (That's for you <a href="http://www.amommasdesiresandpacifiers.com/">Raven</a>- I got you girl.} Yes, its Christmas. Please come and party with me!<br />
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<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshJ6AJwZOpjydPmt58Spa5umOThEHmMiSORlrDHwdU_MLxwFiS6QcdPRLUjcddqzJwGMKU-ObSqw0R3EMHLMEzPEIxDgFokbXHMMo_n96FI9CwKfouZJ11wMokuN7Frlbx2USWmKpHrxw/s1600/ee2518f81af111e19896123138142014_7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhshJ6AJwZOpjydPmt58Spa5umOThEHmMiSORlrDHwdU_MLxwFiS6QcdPRLUjcddqzJwGMKU-ObSqw0R3EMHLMEzPEIxDgFokbXHMMo_n96FI9CwKfouZJ11wMokuN7Frlbx2USWmKpHrxw/s400/ee2518f81af111e19896123138142014_7.jpg" width="400" /></a></div>So, avoid the malls, the lines, the rude people with jabby elbows. And plant yourself on your couch with your Ipad (santa are you listening? I need this!) and do your last minute shopping. They offer 1 day shipping for a reason!She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1817702233452565107.post-4632786124452787282011-12-13T07:00:00.000-05:002011-12-13T07:00:12.573-05:00DIY-Christmas Style.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNMzp6N7mXMDJ9fb_ZInA8TFpwyiuAKBPMwfWGnRf-GUBZ-Z-awPrbgKVKj3ZvcxHgy5YlxZk2EXnGRLnBg_cU7-D3vRZ7Y_VxyUM2Z-g6zels8eryDIFwDWwRbDmu5omS9465qfCDNNg3/s1600/christmas.png" /></a></div>Hello my pupcakes! I am linking up with the gorgie <a href="http://www.frommrstomama.com/">Becky</a> on this Tuesday- to bring you one of my DIY's, Christmas Edition. For my new friends who hopped on over here, welcome!<br />
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I feel sure that most of my savvy followers are already well aware of the amazing world that is Pinterest? Yes? Good. Well, I had been wanting a new wreath to add to my Christmas mania decor. Though- I did not want to pay high dollar for said wreath...SO, I put on my DIY pants and got busy. At midnight.<br />
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What you'll need:<br />
1 wire hanger<br />
1 set of strong fingers<br />
Glue gun<br />
Approx. 60+ ornaments<br />
Ribbon<br />
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</div> 1- Remove tops of ornaments in preparation for a date with a hot glue gun. This is where you need to pay attention- You are NOT going to want to do this. You've probably already said, "Bish, there is no way I am removing <strong><em>every</em></strong> ornament top and hot gluing that shit." Mmm, <strong><em>Yes</em></strong> you are. Trust me- just do it. You will be a sorry son of a gun if you don't.<br />
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2- Glue gun time. Glue all tops onto ornaments. Try to avoid hot glue burns. Tho- if you have ever wrangled with a hot glue, you are pretty much aware that this is inevitable.<br />
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3- Use a wire hanger and shape into a circle. You may need a manly effort here- it was hard for me to crimp the wire in some places<br />
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4- Begin stringing the ornaments into place. I really didn't have a rhyme or reason here.<br />
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5- Use shatterproof ornaments. Case in point.<br />
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6- Starting to take shape, yes?<br />
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Now, go get busy- you have an wreath to make. Or wine to drink. Whatever.She Speakshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00232447432662369498noreply@blogger.com4