Hey Cuties, In the summer of 2011 I was so ecstatic to find out what my second and final baby would be. Yes I wanted a healthy baby but I wanted my GIRL! My son had been asking for a little sister for years. Well, at age 7 his wish would finally come true.
HAPPY BLOG-VERSARY/BLOGGY BIRTHDAY TO ME!
*tosses confetti* Life and Lips turns 4 years old 2/25/2014.When I started this blog I had no vision in mind, shoot I still don't honestly. I just knew I wanted a place to be Mi. To talk about what I wanted to talk about, to share what I wanted to share and make it look pretty. Well I've accomplished that! I didn't have many followers, didn't know how I would get followers and didn't worry about it honestly. I just knew I was going to post even if I was the only one reading. Some days I still feel like I might be the only one reading. hahahaha
Yall know I love me a DIY and between Facebook and Pinterest I get all kinds of ideas. I'm the girl that is out and about and will see something and quickly say "Oh I can make that". So here is me "making it". I used this tutorial HERE from Mimi G Style, it was super easy to do. I'm not big on measuring, and I don't own the tools she had so I kind of eye ball things and go from there. My tools aren't typical but they get the job done.
Today parenting almost got the best of me, it didn't knock me out but it most certainly knocked me down.
PARENTAL SCORE: Me: 0 Parenting: 123,456,789My 9 year old son got in trouble today, I don't mean a little trouble I mean suspended from school trouble. What did he do? He decided to get into a fight with another kid at school. Does he know better? He most certainly does yet here we are. There is nothing more disappointing than a phone call from your child's school. First reaction is panic; you think OMG something happened to my kid is everything okay. Your second reaction is OMG what has my child done now. Well it all went down something like this.
When I was 16 years old I thought I had met my true love. My friends shared this same thinking while in HS and we would plan out our future with our current loves. Well, my mother wasn't exactly buying what I was selling. Was it love? I would say so, but true love it was not. Despite my feelings and my actions my mother would always say "the man that puts you in your place is the man you will fall in love with." As a 16-year-old, I felt my mother was simply trying to play me; she brushed my thoughts and feelings off as if they weren't credible. What did she mean to put me in my place? I didn't get it and she wasn't explaining it to me.
One of my goals for 2014 is to get organized, I used to be a really organized person and I don't know what happened. Actually I do, life has been happening and I was all over the place. For real my problem is I am a serial crafter and I have so many ideas in this head of mine that I frequently try and do everything I think of and go all out in doing so. Just like that super long run on sentence this is how busy my brain is.
At the start of the year my boyfriend named this year #Xtreme13. When he said it his thinking was a year for us to do things outside of our box, outside of our comfort zone and explore some unknown things. While we set out to do just that this year we didn’t know just how #Xtreme this year would be. We experienced a lot of death this year – His Grandmother (February), 3 of his boys (2 of them died together and the other just two days later - May), my Aunt (age 52 - July), and a few High School classmates.
When I started my blog I didn't have a particular vision in mind. I figured I would blog about topics that I want to blog about. I've made a concise effort to make my blog personal able in the sense that it relates to me, my interest, my experiences and things I want to discuss. Yet my blog is not personal to me, does that make sense? To date I've only blogged about one personal post and that was my mom being diagnosed with breast cancer. The crazy thing is I am the same person online as I am off line. I don’t believe you should assume another persona just because you are on the internet. No Catfish here! I am a very open person but very guarded too, a bit robotic if you will; I never thought that until now.
Sunday, October 27, 2013, arrived; the alarm clock went off at 4 AM. We weren’t ready so we hit snooze until it was 4:15 AM. The alarm clock went off again and this time IT WAS SHOWTIME!!! Today was the day my Babe was going to run his very first marathon. Now for those of you in the cheap seats (I am a former member), a marathon is a set distance; the exact distance of 26.2 miles. DAMN, THAT’S A LOT.
The furlough is here and things just got real. October 1st came I went to work in my jeans, a button up and a fab pair of Embellished Junk Chuck's by From Mi To You. I spent 2 hrs in the office, got my letter, signed it, laughed with my colleagues and headed home. The subway was packed like it normally is for rush hour, only it was 10 AM and most of the federal employees were headed home unsure of when we get to return. Now, what am I going to do? How long am I going to do it? I knew this was coming but they normally swoop down at the ninth hour and save the day. That didn't happen this time, so now what?Now, this is only day one, so I wasn't about to become the maid and do ALL the hundreds of things I need to do or want to do around the house. Besides if I did my Babe would expect that every day. =)