Saturday, February 28, 2015

That first time I actually went in.

I'm not a makeup kinda gal. I don't know how to put on eyeliner. I don't know how to pick a good shade of red lipstick-not that I would wear it if I did. I don't curl my eyelashes or fill in my brows. I have maybe four solid ways of fixing my hair. I've just never been that girl. I did decide, on a whim last weekend, to just go for it. 
Sephora has always been one of those stores for me. The kind of stores where you linger in the doorway or you do nothing but take one lap around the outside aisle of the store and then you leave, head down, hoping nobody noticed you. Because, oh my goodness, overwhelming is an understatement! I had quite the proverbial come to Jesus meeting that day. You see, 31 was hovering in the shadows. I decided to just pull it in to the light and pull up my big girl panties. I was going into Sephora and I was going to seek out help and a makeover. 
The people? They were nice! These people with this pretty faces who looked straight out of a magazine were friendly and didn't look at me like I had three heads. I was assigned to a Sephora magician named Kristin. I told her my woes and my "I hate make-up but I don't want to hate it and I've never walked to the center of this store" story. She was kind. She talked me through the process and explained as she went. She let me do some of my face and showed me every step of the process. I told her up front I didn't want to look like a I took a frosting tool and caked makeup on my face. I also told her I didn't want my face to take more than five minutes. She was good with that on one condition; that my "date night" look was allowed to take at least fifteen. I was okay with that. 

Of course, I took before and after. I think it's hilarious that the after picture just screams deer in headlights, but that is kind of how I felt because I had no idea who this person was staring back at me. 

Before. 

Getting the gunk off. This was equally cool and gross.

Super clean face!
Day look. Basic is my favorite. 
Date night prep. 

Deer in headlights. Date night look. 

The magic.

So, I am no longer scared of Sephora. I'm actually likely to shop there more often. The people I came in contact with were friendly and knowledgable. I came away with the BB cream by Boscia and the concealer by NARS. I did end up with two lip pencils by NARS for my birthday, so that was pretty awesome too! 
My wish list includes the Peter Thomas Roth exfoliant which price wise wasn't terrible and this awesome face cream by Algenist which was super pricey. 
If you're like me and "beauty stores" scare the britches off of you I suggest just going for it. Go for it with a friend and tag team. The staff in those stores are there to actually help you, contrary to what most people think. I just went in on a whim and came out a happy girl. Step out of your make-up, or lack thereof, rut and just go for it! 




*this post is my opinion. I have not been compensated in anyway. I just wanted to share a good experience.*

Tuesday, February 17, 2015

Upside down.


Isn't it funny how real the struggle is? How one minute you feel on top of the world and then the next minute you feel completely upside down? Depression is one of those things that people don't like to talk about. Or when they talk about it they down play it. Depression is a struggle that is real. For some it is only a moment in time. For others it's a lifelong companion. My relationship falls in the latter category. I have my good days and bad. Sometimes my life feels upside down for no reason at all. Not talking about it isn't going to help. Pretending like I'm awesome all the time isn't going to help. It's not going to help me and it's not going to help you. Depression gets worse when we let the silence of it become deafening. So, let's talk about it. Open the lines of communication. Don't suffer in silence. Reach out. 
One thing I've been doing for myself lately is yoga. I'm able to focus my mind on things that are true, like Gospel true. I'm able to focus on Bible verses that my heart needs to hear and my head needs to put on repeat.  I'm able to focus at how strong my body is and is becoming. I'm able to calm my mind. I'm able to test my physical limits. I'm able to belly breathe and feel it to my toes. I'm able to pause in positions that make my body feel good and breathe deeper into positions that cause me some difficulty. Yoga is slowly becoming a physical metaphor for my life and the roller coaster that is depression. Good days and bad. I'm blessed and thankful and prayerful that even on those bad days I don't forget it. 

Wednesday, January 14, 2015

The not resolution.


Resolutions are just not my thing. They never have been and it's likely that they never will be. However, one thing I want to work on is self-care. Not just for myself but for others. Some of my current self-care favorites. 


Pampering with some of my best gals. Yes, we were desperate enough the other night for some girl time and pampering that we had on flip flops in 30 degree weather. Oh well, it was super worth it! 


Yoga. Yoga. Yoga. This is not limited to any particular kind. This does however include Holy Yoga as often as possible. The "regular" yoga, I make sure kicks my butt and clears my mind. Holy Yoga fills my spirit. I try to focus on prayer and scripture when I'm participating in Holy Yoga. My favorite yoga studio in my area is owned by my dear friend, Jessica, and you can check Simply Yoga Belmont out here


I have always wanted to try Birchbox but I never did because I'm just not a girly girl. My amazing sister (in-law) gifted me three months for Christmas and it was one of my favorite gifts. I love getting a surprise package in the mail every month full of girly goodies in a colorful and beautiful box. This might be something I continue indulging in! I even put on eye liner y'all! 


Hot tea with Apple Cider Vinegar and Thieves essential oil. I blame my sweet friend Alexas for the ACV love. Then I blame my friend Jessica (from above) for the Thieves love. I have started drinking hot lemon zinger or orange tea with honey and ACV and at least half the time thieves. I drink this almost nightly. This is my night time pre-bed snack and I've become addicted. There are so many amazing properties to ACV and local honey and Thieves (or any essential oils). I think I might pick my friends brains soon and do a post on helpful ways to start incorporating these things into the every day. 





*the links are just for your information and ease. I am not getting compensated in any way if you click through the links to the websites above*

Monday, January 5, 2015

Time after time.


So many times over the last few months I have thought about a blog post. So many times I've had a thought come flooding through my head in the middle of the night only to find myself giving in to sleep, or the wishful thinking of such an act. So many times I have been having a time with one of the girls and I think to myself about how if I would type it up that it could potentially help another mom realize they weren't alone in the confusion and chaos. So many times I've felt strong or weak or pretty or not so lovely that I felt the need to write. There have been adventures and parties and service opportunities that I'd thought would be nice to share but they never did. There have been new words, new dances, and new yoga poses that I felt were worth sharing but didn't.
Over the last few months I've been working on life. Actually living it. I got sucked so deep into the world of online that it was taking over. I pulled back from the life I was living online and threw myself back into reality. Want to know something? I didn't grow an extra appendage nor did I have one retract! I've actually lived life again. I'm not watching the world through my fingers. I'm not seeking out things to do with my family just so I can blog about it or announce it to the world.
That being said, I'm baby stepping back into the online world. Back into letting my fingers dance on the keyboard once again. I've missed it. I've also realized I have to tread carefully or risk being drawn in again. So, here we go 2015. Lets live this.

Sunday, December 14, 2014

The things she says...

Mommy, God controls everything, right? -Teagan
Yes, He does, T. -Me
And He knows everything, right? - Teagan
Yes, Teagan, He does. -Me
So, I guess He knows when its best for us to go to bed because He turns off the sun, huh? -Teagan

I love the mind of my almost 5 year old. Oh Teagan...sweet sweet Teagan. To think so concretely about our God. How the hustle and bustle and chaos of life just gets in the way. Can you imagine the simplicity of just believing? Without putting in our own preference to what it "should be" and engaging in the opinions of the world? How I often long for that innocence and just matter of factness. 

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

Funny thing, weather.

Y'all, I have not blogged since July. Life happened. Full time job happened. One late night a week happened. A new deck happened. More time with my family happened.

It was needed time away. Needed time to put my priorities back in order. It was time to live my life, our lives, for real instead of at the need for a blog post.

There is something about fall that makes me want to do all the things. Like eat three apples a day, run and run and run, drink too much coffee, snuggle my girls while wrapped under a blanket reading a book, kiss my sweet husband a little longer, sleep with the windows up, and campout in the backyard (or somewhere else).

Fall is my favorite. It's just begun. I just wish it would linger as long as possible.





Thursday, July 24, 2014

Warm rains in NC.


Rainy storm-less days are few and far between when you live in North Carolina. Most of the time the rain is accompanied with thunder and lightning. When we get the treat of having just a warm summer rain we try to make sure we take advantage of it. 





Teagan is our little dancer; she loves everything about dance and movement of her body. However, you have to catch her on a day where her shyness has momentarily left the building or when she doesn't know you're watching her.  I love to catch her when she thinks nobody is watching because there is something so innocent and precious about the rawness and the vulnerability and the freedom. 





Kyra Mae is our fearless snuggler. She continues to test her independence as long as Josh or I are in her direct line of sight. She is also trying to figure out who she is apart from Teagan while wanting to be like Teagan. It's so funny how early it happens. It's in subtle ways but it's happening and it has been interesting to watch how she maneuvers through her latest challenge.