Fashionista

9 May By

This week I am overwhelmed with my role as Parent Council Chair at my son’s school.

I have been working non stop on the Silent Auction fundraiser coming up next week and it’s Teacher Appreciation Week and Mother’s Day weekend. And we have company coming while we’re in the middle of home improvement projects. And, you know, there’s stuff like real life that tends to get in the way of productivity. I actually had to make a list of day by day items to accomplish this week because I was on overload with all the things. Basically, I’m a walking disaster.

Tuesday was Mommy Muffin Day at my son’s school. It was also the theme of “school supplies” for Teacher Appreciation Week, so we brought hand sanitizer.  I enjoyed spending the morning in the three year old classroom with all the other sweet moms and children. Even though my little guy spent the majority of his time acting like a wild man, I always enjoy a chance to connect with the other moms and the teachers.

I complimented his teacher on her cute outfit and she said “That’s quite a compliment coming from you Ms. Fashionista!” I was genuinely shocked by her comment and told her she had to be kidding. She said, “No, I’m so serious! You are always so put together! I can only imagine how perfect your house is, and truly if I could line up our teacher gifts I would know that the hand-sanitizer came from you guys. That’s so you!”

We laughed and made small talk and I thanked her but with an undertone of “oh please.” (Is that an undertone?)

Her sweet words completely made my day, but I was truly surprised.

Of all the things that I am and all the things that make me “me” being put together and called a fashionista is certainly not something I’ve heard often. I feel like a dirty ponytail, no make-up and “comfy pants” (work out pants that I don’t actually work out in) are my staple wardrobe and I ALWAYS feel like I’m a hot mess.

It was so nice to briefly see myself in someone else’s eyes, and realize that maybe, just maybe, my “hot mess” is just a feeling, not a reflection. I did actually take the time to have my hair cut and colored this morning. I felt like a new person.

 

Thank goodness that teacher can not see my laundry pile.

Have you seen yourself through someone else’s eyes lately?

 

 

 

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Lifted

30 Apr By

I have been feeling heavy for months, feeling like big decisions are looming over us and not knowing what to do.

Since January, we have been uncertain of where my son would go to school next year, whether or not my husband would do a fellowship (which decides when we will move) and maybe kinda sorta starting to TALK about having another kid. (How’s that for noncommittal?) As my son told me, “that’s only three things.”

I am a planner, and though my life has been nothing if not a constant exercise in change, I hate change. Hate it. I’m good at it, I do it a lot, but I can not stand it.

I like plans, and ideas of what will happen next and clear decisions.

And then today, we got some news.

My husband did not get his fellowship.

He told me with a huge grin on his face.

I think he really only wanted a fellowship because he felt like it is something he should do, not because it was something he was passionate about. And he is so ready to be done with residency and get a “real job.” Because our families still live in Georgia, our “real job” search will be in GA. We only have one year left in Richmond.

I have had mixed emotions all day. I have fallen in love with Richmond, and have established some amazing friends here. Richmond, VA is where we bought our first home, our son took his first steps, and where I finally found myself again after feeling lost from becoming a Mommy.

Secretly, I am also kind of relieved. I have to admit that living this far away from family is hard, and driving down to GA three times a year is extremely draining. At some point, we would need to just stop seeing family so much or just move closer to them because GA trips stress me out. A lot.

It also makes my preschool decision so much easier. As soon as I got the news I paid the deposit and turned in the contract for my son to stay at his current private school for pre-K next year. There is no point in changing schools for just one year right before moving and changing EVERYTHING. I am actually so thankful to be at peace about that. The preschool decision has been weighing heavily on me.

There is still a lot we don’t know. The job searching process will be a whole new adventure and we don’t know exactly WHERE in GA we would like to be. (Except definitely not the area we grew up in. That’s a story for a different day.)

But we do know that we will be moving away from Richmond, VA in the summer of 2014 and we know where our little guy will go to preschool next year. I feel like a huge weight has lifted.

As for the maybe kinda sorta baby thing? I can only handle so much in one day.

 

 

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The CSA Experiment

29 Apr By
Our First CSA

In this family, we are good at a lot of things. Meal planning, grocery shopping, eating healthy, or exercising are not really among them. Most of my exercise attempts result in disaster or are incomplete, and we pretty much eat whatever we feel like eating. WHICH IS TERRIBLE! Besides being neglectful of our health, it’s also very neglectful of our money. A local [...]

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Last Year

25 Apr By

A year ago today, I wrote this post, a short, light-hearted bit about the silliness of toddlers. Looking at last year’s sourrounding posts, all of them were light-hearted. Funny. Easy reads. A post about my style (or lack of it), a silly post about the difference in fairy tales and real life. Looking at my posts this [...]

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Perspective

23 Apr By

In the fall of 2003, I was a girl who had just pledged into a sorority, recently lost my Dad, and was, admittedly, rather lost. In a bold decision I decided to live in my sorority house that year, my sophomore year of college. The thing was, I had not made any friends in the sorority yet, [...]

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CONAN in Atlanta

22 Apr By
Conan, GA, and yellow door 002

I mentioned it briefly and posted some pictures on Instagram, but on Wednesday April 3rd, something amazing happened. I went to see Conan O’Brien. I love Conan like Kimberly at All Work and No Play Makes Mommy Go Something Something loves Chuck Norris or like my best friend loved Jonathan Taylor Thomas when we were [...]

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