by Joey | Nov 3, 2014 | Throwback
So I had an emotional breakdown on Thursday. I can laugh about it now, but y’all. I try to give you a pretty basic idea of what it’s like to be a football wife. And I honestly do my very best to be as supportive as possible (and I think I do an okay job at that). But it is hard sometimes.
To be fair, we are nearing the end of the season. Which in general just means I am exhausted. You do something long enough and it starts to wear on you. I’m blaming that for the fact that I literally broke down in 16-year-old-boyfriend-just-dumped-you tears when J texted that he couldn’t make it home for dinner on Thursday night.
I’m used to not having him around. But I usually get one night. Thursdays used to be our jam, but this season they switched their schedule around a little bit. And since J is the Ops guy, all the other coaches get to go home to their lonely wives while he stays for another late night.
And sometimes I throw tantrums about that.
Apparently.
Just keeping it real, y’all.
He took me to Hardees when he got home that night so all is forgiven. I kid (not about the Hardees, I never kid about Hardees). But about the all is forgiven part. Because in reality there isn’t anything to forgive. This is our life. This is football. It didn’t matter though. He still apologized and we compromised to find a way to survive the remainder of the season. And we got to have a steak lunch together on Friday. So in the end it was all okay. And then we lost on Saturday. By 4 points. In the last 2 minutes of the game. Ah. The roller coaster that is This Football Life.
Okay! And now to switch gears. I’m hosting a 31 Bags catalog party this week. There are lots of great options for Christmas gifts, so be sure to take a look and share with your friends! SHOP THE PARTY HERE!
Also, be sure to check out
yesterday’s post for a fun new Sunday link-up that’s launching this coming Sunday!
by Joey | Oct 31, 2014 | Throwback
**If you know me at all, you know I hate halloween. So I’m choosing to ignore it completely.**
**Happy 30th Birthday to the sweet
Lauren**
I thought since we’re about to dive into much cooler temperatures (thank you, NC, for allowing Fall to finally arrive) that it would be a great time to share my favorite fall polishes!
You have no idea how freaking hard it was to narrow it down to just a few. Or maybe you do. If you know me at all, you know how ridiculous my nail polish collection is. To say this was a project would be an understatement.
Either way, I finally did it. And now that I did, I’m realizing that two of the colors (now that I have them side by side) are freaking close…so you probably only need one of the two, but whatever. Just go with it people.
1. Wet n Wild Megalast in Disturbia.
2. Wet n Wild Megalast (Fall 2014 Limited Edition) Careful, it’s Vine-tage
3. Wet n Wild Megalast (fall 2014 Limited Edition) Echo Dark
4. Essie Chinchilly
5. Essie Merino Cool
6. OPI Over Exposed in South Beach
Watch the video that goes along with this post here:
by Joey | Oct 30, 2014 | Throwback
>>Whenever I find a new (to me) youtuber, I fall down a rabbit hole of zero productivity. How I’ve managed to accomplish anything (never mind everything) since having found Colleen & Josh, I’ll never know. I’m obsessed, and it’s a real problem. They’re just so friggin’ weird, and I love it. I like weird.
>> I really hope this works. This is what evenings are like in my house. J is imitating
THIS video (YOU HAVE TO WATCH IT), and that was what was making me laugh so hard I was crying in Starbucks yesterday. Man. That husband of mine sure can make me laugh on the reg! Sorry for the voice, I was laughing so hard I couldn’t breathe. And yes, we banter like that on the reg.
>> I tweaked my foot/ankle during my run on Tuesday and I’m being a big baby about it. It’s definitely just sore–pretty sure it’s muscular, but it’s super annoying. Just painful enough that it’s irritating. Edited to add: yeah, no. Now I’m fairly certain it’s a pinched nerve. So that’s cool. hashtag: ouch.
>> I’m having a
blast with the
youtube thing, people! If you haven’t visited or subscribed yet, you really should! For now, I’ll have new videos on Sundays, Wednesdays and Fridays!
>> I’ll be hosting a 31 bag catalog party next week! It’s all online, and I’ll have all the details for you on Monday! I’ll feature some of the best holiday picks as a gift guide for your mom, sister, girlfriend, coworker, etc etc! Be sure to check in for that! It’ll be lots of fun!
>> My head is still a messy place right now, but you guys. I can’t even begin to explain to you how full my heart feels. I appreciate your understanding with my vague-ness, and your support means so dang much. I swear that sometimes I really think I couldn’t do this thing called life without y’all. So consider yourself awkwardly hugged through the internet.
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by Joey | Oct 29, 2014 | Throwback
This year has been about definition. Redefining, actually. From the moment I walked across that stage in 2008, I’ve just been wandering around aimlessly.
I’d lost my label. And I know I’m not alone in that feeling. When student is stripped from our name tag, we’re all left a little lost.
After last year (you know, the year that literally kicked my ass), I decided I was done. I didn’t like how things were going. I had a moment when things got so scary last year that I promised myself that if I were given a second chance, I’d do things differently. I’d be the me I wanted to be.
So 2014 came, and I took off running.
I set goals. I put my dreams down on paper and didn’t entertain the idea of them not happening. I was on the phone with a friend one evening and literally said I’m not even scared that it isn’t going to happen. I won’t let that happen. I just won’t stop until it does.
I’ll admit, I’ve never worked harder than I have this year. I’m not even just talking about the writing, I’m talking about it all. Running, learning to drive stick, facing my fears. I tend to try and then give up. Failing wasn’t an option.
The thing with giving up is this. It wouldn’t matter to anyone else. I wanted it. And if I gave up, I’d only be disappointing myself. I’d be left in the place I was when 2013 came to a close.
I was terrified of being the same person. I would actually get sick at the idea of being in the same place forever. I’d been in that limbo for too many years already. That place of wanting something but never having it.
I blamed the world. I saw people get the things I wanted and I’d actually hate them for it. Overnight success, it seemed. And then one day it just dawned on me.
I would throw myself into all of it. I’d commit 100% and just keep plowing forward. And when one thing was crossed off the list, I’d add another.
I’ve never felt like this before. Like I’m exactly the person I want to be. Like I’m doing exactly what I want to be doing. Like I can do the things I want to do. And you know what? You can too!
This year, I redefined myself.
by Joey | Oct 28, 2014 | Throwback
First of all, thank you all so much for your support yesterday. I try to keep things as real as possible around here. Because you know what? Perfect is boring.
So to say that things have been chaotic would probably be an epic understatement. And when things get chaotic, I reach for the things that ground me. I grasp at anything that I feel like I can control.
So the other night? When my mind wouldn’t shut up? I tackled something I’ve been avoiding for a long, long while.
Does anyone else do this? Your insides feel all messed up so you do your best to make your surroundings make sense? You should see my house. Cleanest it’s been in a long, long while. (For the record, I keep my house clean. But it’s not always neat, much to my husband’s dismay).
Can I ask a question? Why is it that whenever you take on a major cleaning project, at some point you decide you’d rather quit…but you’re standing amidst a bigger mess than you started with?
I remember when I was kid, my mom used to make us trash bag clean our rooms every so often. If your moms weren’t that mean (I’m totally kidding, Mom), that means we had to give stuff away. And I remember it was like a week long project. And I’d live among the chaos until finally everything found its place and things were so neat and pretty…for like a week.
Ahh. Much better. Now if only I could get the inside of my head to look the same.
Tell me, what do you do when your world feels out of control? Do you clean? In case you all are convinced that I’m crazy (I am, for the record), I also bake. And eat. So I’m sort of normal, too.
