by Joey | Jan 22, 2016 | Throwback
It’s a snow day! I woke up feeling quite sick, so it’s a good thing that work has been called off for the day. I’m sure I would have been fine and would have been able to power through, but when life hands you a snow day, you take full advantage.
Today, I want to
Make waffles
Binge watch Netflix
Write
Color in my adult coloring book
Drink Not Your Father’s Root Beer
Clean out the pantry
Drink too much coffee
Paint my nails
Visit with girlfriends
Tackle all of the laundry
And play in the snow.
I feel like Buddy The Elf. I’d add cuddle to that list, but the husband is stuck at work. Hopefully he’ll be sent home soon. What will your snow day look like?
Anything is possible on a snow day!
by Joey | Jan 21, 2016 | Throwback
>>This week has been a weird one, friends. I’m sure you can imagine. After spending 10 days back home, diving back into reality was a little tough to do. I’ve eaten more sushi than one should probably admit this week. Apparently that’s my comfort food.
>>I’ve also done a little shopping. And by that I mean buying my first ever Mac & Tarte lipsticks. Because apparently those are the important things in life. Duh.
>>I started back on the Parenthood train. I bailed on the later seasons on live TV because I just couldn’t find the time anymore. It’s probably a mistake to be watching that show right now, given everything. But it’s a good bingeable show. And it gives me a reason to cry. Like I needed one of those.
>>I’m glad so many are IN on the whole “new” New Years thing! It’ll be fun for sure. Maybe we should come up with a hashtag. Any suggestions? I’ll put my thinking cap on, too.
>>I was at the grocery store on Tuesday and the guy at the register got all excited. Apparently I was in the newspaper a few weeks ago. I had no idea, but he was gushing.
What do you do? he asked. Apparently the photo came from an “event” I attended. I can only assume it was the launch of the new Juice Bar on Park Rd. There were some Panther’s players there, and it was a pretty neat little event. Apparently he just thought it was the coolest thing ever that I get to attend events like that. And it
is pretty cool. Sometimes we forget how neat it really is to be a blogger and what kind of opportunities come our way because of it.
>>With the “new year” looming, I wanted to let you guys know what to expect from this space. I have a lot of projects that are gearing up for launch (I’m excited!), so this space might look slightly different. I was a gung ho (uhm, so, I’ve never typed that out before. It looks weird. Right?) 5-days-a-week poster. I can’t keep up with that pace these days. So I will say this. Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, you will absolutely find new content here. I’ll leave Monday and Friday for bonus content if I have any. Sound good? Good.
>>Not to get all gushy on you or anything, but I honestly can’t express to you how much all the support the last few weeks has been. You make me feel like this is a safe space, that I can be as real and as candid as I need to be, and that I’m never going through anything alone. I mentioned that to my husband on Tuesday night. That you guys, my little tribe, have just been so amazing. I can’t thank you enough.
Now I have to go return a bunch of
mascara.
Ps…it feels really good to be back. Now link up with me and
Kristin to make us feel loved, okay?
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by Joey | Jan 20, 2016 | Throwback
If there’s anything to learn from crying your eyes out for days on end, it’s what waterproof mascaras actually live up to their claims.
So leave it to me, for the sake of content, to quiz my aunts, cousins, sisters, and even my mom to find out the truth in the midst of collectively crying. I mean, nothing will put a waterproof claim to the test like losing a parent. I asked the questions so you don’t have to.
I do it all for you.
Duh.
And to break the tension.
Obviously.
Maybelline Great Lash waterproof I borrowed this from my sister when we went to visit the hospital. It didn’t budge. It came off easily with standard face cleanser and warm water. It’ll do the job for sure, but it may not give you vavavoom lashes. Cry proof.
Maybelline Full Lash Bloom waterproof I didn’t personally use this, but my sister stuck by her recommendation. Removes with standard face cleanser and warm water. Cry proof.
Cover Girl Clump Crusher water resistant I love the original Clump Crusher, so when I ran into the drugstore before heading home last weekend, I grabbed my old trusty favorite just in what I thought was waterproof. I don’t even know why it has a water resistant claim. This didn’t preform any differently than the original formula. Ran like a scared little girl at the first threat of a tear. The plus? Washed off easily. duh. Not even close to cry proof.
Maybelline Lash Sensational waterproof After the clump crusher disappointment, I decided to give this one a try. It was love at first swipe. Holy vavavoom lashes without a single smudge or flake. I put this one through the ringer (and I mean that) and my eye makeup didn’t budge. You’ll need proper eye makeup remover or some coconut oil to get this sucker off. Worth it. Cry proof…and winner winner chicken dinner*
So there you have it. I hope you read this post with a light heart. The “research” definitely kept us laughing over the last few weeks. And trust me when I say, laughter in the midst of something so hard is totally and completely necessary. And I got some useful info out of it. Win win. Sort of.
*I immediately grabbed the non-waterproof formula of this baby when I got home. It’s my new fave.
**There are no links because these are all drugstore products and I assume you probably visit one of those on the regular (cough: Target). A link seemed redundant, right? Bonus points if any of you are reading this while in a Target.
by Joey | Jan 19, 2016 | Throwback
Hi friends. I still can’t fully wrap my head around the fact that my dad is really gone. There are just some things in life that take a while to digest, and that piece of information is one of them. In the meantime, I need normalcy.
I had a lot of big plans for January. For 2016, actually. I take New Years seriously. I’m one of those people who make yearly goals, I game plan, I make big decisions about what my year will look like. But then life happened, and it would be easy for me to chalk the entire year up to a loss. I mean, how can a year that started out with my dad dying possibly be good?
But there’s a lesson in there somewhere. About how you can have all the plans in the world, but you can’t prepare for the unexpected. I never expected my dad to die. And if you had a conversation with me before December 30th, you would have heard me tell you that 2016 was going to be an amazing year. I had big dreams, friends. Big plans.
But writing your father’s obituary will do something to your insides. Twist them up. Flip them upside down. An entire life in just a few paragraphs. The highlights. The dreams that became realities. The goals that became accomplishments. And if that doesn’t motivate the shit out of you, nothing ever will.
So January is for the loss. An extension for 2015. A moment to breathe. Mourn. Feel the loss. Gather the thoughts. Find the meaning.
Maybe the new year caught you off guard too. Maybe you didn’t quite have the footing you thought you’d have. Maybe you need more time. Me, too.
So join me. This year, my New Year, will start on Feb. 1st. And instead of being in bed at 9PM only to wake the next morning with swollen eyes and a sad heart, I’m popping the champagne and toasting to one kick ass year.
Because friends? This is your life. My life. And we have a say in how it goes. If you don’t like something, change it. If you want something, do something about it. Mute the voice that keeps telling you you can’t. Because you can. And I can. And we will.
Happy New Year, friends.
Almost.
by Joey | Jan 11, 2016 | Throwback
If there’s one thing I’ve been taught my entire life, it’s that family doesn’t have to share blood. And thinking about that in this moment from my high school bedroom while there is a buzzing in my childhood home, it seems sort of funny. Because the reality of it is, we had family enough on our own. Coming from a family of seven, doesn’t that seem like it would just be enough? Hell, it probably seems like too much to many of you.
But in this house, in this family, once you’re in, you’re in. Because all those people standing in the kitchen downstairs? Many of of them don’t share our blood. But within moments of our phone call, Dad’s gone, here they are.
There is more food in our fridge and freezer than we know what to do with (thank you), and we feel so wrapped up in love and support that we know with full confidence that while this might be the hardest day this family has had to face thus far, we will be okay. Because we have family. And in this house, that includes you.
The events of the last week feel like something out of a dream. I’m living in some parallel universe where I’m starring in an episode of Parenthood. Because this can’t possibly be real life. Dad’s gone.
But the truth is, those we’ve loved along the way are never actually gone. Not in this house, anyway. In fact, Dad defied logic and science. Given only a day maybe two on Wednesday, we started to notice odd things happening around the house. We quickly found a reason. Surely, the angels sent our beloved Uncle John to take Dad’s hand and walk with him, but Dad was refusing. A soldier never gives up. So in the meantime, Uncle John got bored and started messing with us. I tell you this now so you can get a sense of how this family works; of how we deal with loss in this house. Whether true or all in our heads, we find peace in those stories.
This morning, Dad went to be with those we’ve loved and lost along the way. He has them, and we have each other. And we’ll be okay.
Thank you for this life, Dad.
Service Arrangements; Raleigh, NC
Visitation: January 12, 6-8PM; Renaissance Funeral Home
Funeral Mass: January 13, 9AM St. Luke’s Church
In lieu of flowers, donations may be made in memory of my dad, Erick Dickens, a retired New York City firefighter, here.
