by Joey | Oct 1, 2014 | Throwback
so…Izzie Stevens from Grey’s used this mug in an early episode and I’ve eyed it at CVS ever since. i finally pulled the trigger a few weeks ago.
CURRENTLY…
READING Vanishing Acts by Jodi Picoult! I’ve been obsessed with our local library. Please tell me I’m not the only person on the planet who still (excitedly) goes to the library weekly…
EATING Brownies. Or at least until the pan I made for tailgate on Saturday is gone. We’ve also been eating a lot of fruit and eggs (not together…duh). J’s doing well on the whole 30 thing. I’m doing well on the eat anything I want but limiting dairy thing. I can’t even begin to tell you how much better my tummy sits after my morning coffee without dairy creamer. Life changing.
DRINKING Water. Lots and lots of water. And chai tea. Man, I love chai tea.
WATCHING None of the fall premiers. Not even on purpose. I just have such little time for TV right now that I prefer to settle in with Netflix (cough, Drop Dead Diva) for an episode or two when I have time.
LISTENING TO Or rather, obsessed with, the Sara Bareilles Pandora station. I’m an odd duck and actually run to this station. I like songs with lyrics that speak to and inspire me while I’m running. Loving it. Looooooving it!
EXCITED FOR So much! Going to visit the BFF! The next home game! My first 5k! Our 10 year high school reunion!
LOVING Stolen moments with the hubs. Coffee shop writing sessions. The fall weather. (Still loving)Our new couch. Eating real breakfasts.
Happy Hump Day Friends!!
by Joey | Sep 29, 2014 | Throwback
You all know the situation.
Someone catches you off guard and throws something out there
that you just don’t want to do.
But you’re standing there.
And the silence hanging in the air is suffocating you.
You can’t for the life of you
think of an excuse fast enough.
And then, before you can stop yourself, you’re saying yes.
And you hate yourself for it.
Often times, when I offer an excuse (whether valid or not) for something I don’t want to do, I’m met with a rebuttal. And I could only be so strong, and then–even after I’ve said no, I’d find myself reluctantly agreeing.
I had to get to a place where I was comfortable just saying no. Because in all honesty, when I reply with just “no, thanks” or “thanks, but we’re not interested” what else is there to say?
…nothing.
That overwhelming desire we have to make everyone else happy? What is that. Because all too often we sacrifice what we want for the sake of others. And you know what? You don’t always have to do what everyone else wants you to.
This does not give you license to be rude. No. But in my opinion, as long as you aren’t stopping them from doing what they want, why can’t you do what you want?
We get caught up in this fear that we’re going to be perceived as selfish. And you know what? It’s okay to be selfish sometimes. We grew up learning to be nice and to share. But how come there wasn’t ever a lesson on making sure we’re nice to ourselves? How come it was never beaten into our heads that while it’s important to share, it’s equally important to make sure we’re also happy.
When J and I first got married, we found ourselves drowning in expectations. Our holidays were spent running ourselves ragged only to leave us silent on the drive back to where ever we called home at the time because we were spent and unhappy. It’s not that we didn’t want to see family. No. That wasn’t it at all. But we forgot to factor our own happiness into the equation. We forgot to ask ourselves what we wanted.
Most of us are people pleasers. It’s how we were raised. Be polite. Share. Be nice. It’s not all about you.
But sometimes you are enough.
And sometimes what you want is enough.
And sometimes you can just say no without needing a excuse at all.
by Joey | Sep 26, 2014 | Throwback
finger paints: pincurls and pouts pure ice: studette
cat hair and drizzle. sigh.
>> Rocked a topknot (and a filthy mirror) for the first time yesterday and actually kind of loved it!
>> Fall like weather. You can stick around…
>> Drop Dead Diva–don’t you judge me. I ran out of shows to watch on netflix so I gave this a go a few weeks ago. It’s got an awful name, but the show is cute.
>> Clinique Acne Solutions. I can’t wait to show you guys progress pictures. After only one day on the system my skin was already less inflamed and starting to heal. Hallelujah!
>> Home game this Saturday! I’ve been looking forward to it and tailgating with friends all week
>> Lasting less than 7 hours on whole30. Okay, so I knew I wouldn’t actually follow the rules going in, and the whole thing is fascinating to me, but I like bread and dessert and and and. BUT. I am eliminating dairy for the month, and I’ll be eating the meals I prep for J, so that counts for something…right?
>> Not having it all balanced this week. Ugh. At one point I just looked at myself in the mirror and was like…you can’t always do it all. My roles were painfully out of balance this week. I was definitely more “housewife” than “writer.” It’ll balance out some soon, I hope.
TNF; FridayFavorites
by Joey | Sep 25, 2014 | Throwback
>> First of all? You guys are so my people! If I’m being 100% honest, I wrote yesterday’s post back in February but saved it in drafts because I was nervous to post it. So all the love I got yesterday kind of rocked my world!
>> I had a little meltdown on Monday morning because J asked for a towel after his shower. Let me explain. I washed all the towels on Sunday. When I took my shower Sunday night, I realized I’d forgotten to grab one. So there I was, dripping wet, and I had to run through the house to grab a towel. Whatever, it’s what I had to do. But when he called out for one Monday morning, something snapped. All of a sudden it just bummed me out that all those normal things that he and everyone else always have someone else for (you know, like asking them to grab them a towel), I have only myself to rely on most of the time. Football…it kind of sucks sometimes. (This is me being dramatic–please don’t take this too seriously).
>> I met Carson (one of the football wives) for dinner last night and it was just what this gloomy week needed. It was great to hang out and the food was deeeeeelish! We went to a small hole in the wall Mexican restaurant and oh it was so yum! And I might have gone out with a bang with an ACC (Arroz con Camaron – translation: rice, cheese dip and shrimp). Holy yum, y’all. I say I went out with a bang because…
>>We’re going Paleo. I know. I know. I don’t even recognize us anymore. Suddenly we’re the kind of people who work out and eat right? I mean…what? But in all actuality, J is starting the whole30 today. I plan to follow along. I’d like to see if the elimination of dairy would help with my stomach (as well as the added sugars, etc). So here’s to 30 days of no dairy, legumes, added sugars, grains or alcohol. Well, sort of. J’s doing the whole30. I don’t know if I’m eliminating alcohol. I have football games to tailgate for and my 10 year HS reunion. But…you know.
>> Cam has been a special breed of weird lately. This is how he fell asleep Tuesday night. He was sitting up with his head smashed into my hip. Um? He’s a sweet little boy, but man– he is weird.
by Joey | Sep 24, 2014 | Throwback
Some confessions about who I am…
1. I am loyal. So damn loyal that it’s almost a flaw. I can’t help but try to hold up my end of the deal every time. Where I see this being more of a flaw than anything else is in friendships that are transitioning/changing. And while I could focus on how many crappy situations this loyalty has gotten me in–I just can’t. I like that I’m loyal. I like that people can rely on me. And sometimes I get hurt in the process–but I like this part of who I am. And I really don’t want it to change just because some people take advantage.
2. I’m positive and giddy to a point of annoyance. I know this. I like being happy and seeing the silver lining in all situations. I’d much rather be the person you want to beat with a baseball bat just to get to shut up than be the person you all snark about behind my back because I’m so negative. Maybe my positivity is annoying. But maybe, just maybe, for some people it’s contagious. I’d rather spread that around. Call me annoying. I don’t care.
3. I’m not the smartest person in the room. And I’m never going to be. I joked once with one of my bffs that I never claimed to be smart (she was talking about the 13 original colonies, and I’ll admit I have no idea what they are–so I just owned it and said I never claimed to be smart). I might not be the brightest, but I will always try. I will always try to connect with whatever you are saying. I will always try to learn.
4. I think life is what you make it. I really believe in this. I have people in my life that are constantly seeing all the things that are wrong and horrible and stressful. And life is horrible and stressful sometimes. It just is. There are always going to be things that are up in the air and scary. So if you keep waiting for those things to settle down before you let yourself be happy–you’ll never be happy. Don’t make your happiness contingent on other people or certain events/milestones in your life. Find something that makes you happy right now and let that be enough.
5. I’m okay with who I am. That seems like a simple statement, but it was hard for me to admit. I like that I’m okay being the butt of a joke if it makes someone else laugh–I can laugh at myself. I like that I see things how I want to see them instead of how everyone thinks I should see them. I like that I’m giddy and annoying. I’d rather be annoying than just down right drab. I am child like not childish. The facts that I like random little jigs and will never say no to candy have nothing to do with my maturity level. I’m doing this grown up adult thing just like you are–I’m just having fun with it in the meantime.
This is who I am. I am loyal and giddy and child like. I am a little dense sometimes and will always see the silver lining. I’d like it if we could be friends.
**these are very old pictures, but very true representations of who I am! Always dancing alone and overwhelmed with giddiness when someone presents me with cake.**
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