Every Girl Apparel is now open! www.everygirlapparel.com It started as a request to make matching clothes for Oakley and Waverly and their “American Girl” doll (knock-offs). But now it has grown into a full-out online Boutique, with hand drawn … Continue reading
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I’m going to be blunt, I’m super territorial over my first daughter’s name. I love that I’ve never met another Oakley in my life besides the one I birthed. I also relish in the look on other people’s faces when … Continue reading
W is so cool. Not gonna lie, she’s a little bit too much edgy right now (sweet Miss USA quote btw!). She’s got teeth busting through every which way and a diaper rash that just won’t quit. Between a lactose intolerance and creeping up on the terrible two’s she’s basically a ticking time bomb. I’m like scared of her. Not scared of her, so much as scared to leave the house with her.
She is the wild one; no patience, table dancing, talking back, all the normal terrible two aspects. Here is her and the dog sitting on the kitchen table watching TV. Because that’s normal.
Can’t believe this kid is 4. Everyone says Christmas babies get screwed and maybe later in life a birthday near Christmas will suck but for now I am convinced we are doing a pretty good job spoiling her – especially because she woke up and said “It’s my birthday again???”. hmmm
She’s all girl, twirly dresses, Barbie’s, my little ponies and make-up. She’s recently into acting and selfie’s, I might be in trouble…
Love her so so much! My little princess.
Well, this is it my friends. Time to see if my one improvisation class has paid off yet. Picture this; stranded woman on highway rescued by mysterious trucker who – gasp – turns out to be a ghost?! Insert shrieks, trembles, sobs and shakey hands here. This is for a legit show too. I need to go practice stat while my kids aren’t home. Somehow I also need to video tape this myself… this could get interesting. Hopefully my neighbors don’t call the police, or see me doing this – period. They already have to think I’m crazy, especially after I bought all those chickens. I’m sure the HOA just love, love, loves me.
But, in other things exciting we have improve class deuce tonight! I am actually very – very excited. I’ve been practicing all week. Totally bouncing ideas off my three year old. She is so good. I’ll ask her something standard like “O, come over here so I can brush your hair” and she comes back at me with “It’s growing so long because I take my vitamins, it’s going to grow down my back, and out the window, and over the cliff, and over the train tracks, and then the train will just run it over.” Seriously. I can’t make that up. Like I said, she is so good!
I even ordered Whose Line is it Anyway? off Amazon. Going to get myself all pumped up before class, get some ideas and stuff so I can go in fresh. I love getting excited about stuff; like Christmas, and my birthday, and losing 3 lbs after a really bad stomach virus. You know it’s the small stuff that just adds up.
Ok. I gotta go get my scream on. I’ll keep everyone posted, unless I don’t get a call-back then I will never speak of this again. PEACE.
It’s been a rough couple of years child bearing and rearing so I haven’t had the time (uh, energy, emotional or physical wherewithal or just flat out motivation) to step foot in a gym (or go downstairs and workout in my home gym). Excuses range from why would I get in shape when I am just going to wreck my body getting pregnant again? To the actual fact that O cries hysterically every time I even mention going to the gym.
Recently however, I have seen all these transformation posts on Instagram and I’ve decided it’s time to get my pancake butt in gear. So I joined this 21 day fitness challenge group and it’s pretty awesome. We have to report to the group on our workouts so it makes us somewhat accountable, we have to do meal planning and we are all doing the same dvd workout series together so we are all suffering equally. The workout series we’ve been directed to follow is called Insanity and it’s literally named that because you have to be some sort of insane freak of nature to keep up with the people in these videos. It’s a total whirlwind of throwing your body around and jumping and squatting and running and all this other crap that seems easy but at 100mph for the full 45 minutes it’s straight insane. Ahhhhhh-haaaaa. Today’s my fourth day and I am so proud of myself. Although I do it alone now because C was laughing so hard at me during the first video it was a distraction. He said I wasn’t doing anything they were doing. It doesn’t matter though because whatever I was doing was killing me too. During the workouts all I hear is the thumping of my own heart in my ears and I don’t see anything because my eyes are usually closed and I pant harder than an old dog tied to a tree on a hot summer day. But whatever. I am really trying to get looking pre-baby before Memorial Day and at this rate it just might happen. And that is totally insane.
they hear everything There is something to be said for hearing or seeing yourself through the actions and voice of your child. That certainly sounds sentimental and deep but that’s definitely not where I was going with this. I was … Continue reading