Opinions

We all know the saying about opinions, right? Yea, I thought so.

Love me some Wonka

Here's the thing, when and if I ask for your opinion, I hope you give me an honest one. Does this make me look fat, do you like this color on me, do you think I need to pluck my eyebrows? These things, please, be a friend and tell me the truth. Do not tell me what I want to hear to spare my feelings. I'm a big girl, I can take it. I have a few friends that I can always count on to tell me how it is, even when they disagree with me. These are the women we all need in our lives. Fact.

All of that aside, if I'm not asking for your opinion, I don't really need it. I mean if you want to tell me I look hot in that new dress or that I have mad crafting skills because of my kick ass birthday party planning skills...well then sure, bring it on. However, if it's just an every day conversation and you have something negative to say, please just keep it to yourself. I do not need or want negativity. There are plenty of things I see and hear every single day that I would love to comment on, but I don't. I sit politely and if I'm going to complain, I do it the way good girls were taught...on the phone with my friends in the privacy of my own home.

This is just a friendly PSA for everything, from parenting to clothes to decorating to car choices. If you don't like it, fine, but if you're not asked your opinion, please keep it to yourself.

Moving

We've been in the process of moving for what seems like forever. And Ever. And ever. Okay, so it's really only been a few months, but trust me, it feels like longer.
We've known since the beginning of the year that there was a chance we'd be moving this summer, we just didn't know when. We started trimming the fat, sorting stuff and getting rid of stuff we didn't need. It felt good. We were organized and we got rid of a ton of stuff. It was awesome, we were moving rockstars.

Then it came to actually move...as it turns out, we're not rockstars. We're more like groupies or maybe roadies. Roadies are the guys that just carry heavy shit and set stuff up, right? Yea, that's probably us...we're definitely not giving the real rockstars head in the back of tour buses.

The first weekend of August we loaded up all of our boxes and all of our furniture and moved it all in. It was great, everything fit where we wanted it to, we weren't totally over run with toys because we got rid of a ton months ago.

Then we went back for more boxes. And more boxes. And holy shit how in the hell did all of this fit in to one house?! Our old neighbors kept joking that we had to be done. Had to be.

It was like a damn clown car, I swear

After we had moved we took at least 3 more truck loads of stuff to Salvation Army. At least. It was just that crazy.

Then, THEN, there was the painting. Oh the painting. We painted two bedrooms, playroom and living room. Each required multiple coats. It was as much fun as it sounds. At least for me who is not all about this whole decorating thing.

But, we have the important thing

No, not the fancy TV mount the swivels and slides above the fire place, although my husband my disagree.

Happy Kids

This Crazy Beautiful Life

Who decides to start a second new business while in the process of moving and agrees to consider taking on a 3rd part time/work from home job? Oh wait, that would be this girl right here.

I've clearly lost my damn mind. Either that or I'm just really broke and trying to fix it. Yea, that's more likely.

Regardless, I am now the owner of not one but TWO new businesses. The first one is part owner of a photography company here in OH. We do everything but specialize in weddings. Callie, the creative genius behind the camera is pretty amazing. I can not wait until she gets to put her full heart in to what she loves. Baby steps, we're getting there! Check out: Love Knots Photography for more info. We're pretty fabulous, if I do say so myself.
Today we signed our first official wedding contract. You have no idea how HUGE this is. We're just babies starting out even though Callie has been doing this for 10 years now. For the two of us, this is a big deal. We're kind of a big deal!

My second new venture is all about sparkles! Back in March I hosted a jewelry party with a friend of mine (Andrea, you should check out her blog: Are You Listening? ) She sells Premier and I'd been looking for my yearly party. I've done Pure Romance a few times, Pampered Chef and I wanted something different. It was super fun and after I ran in to a slight issue with a pair of earrings and had a replacement in less then a week I decided it was a no brainer. This was a company I could get behind...plus, they have super cute jewelry and what girl doesn't love that?! So I emailed Andrea and here we are. I become an official Premier Designs Independent Distributor tomorrow after my training/kick off show. I'm SUPER excited about this. I've done direct sales before with Pampered Chef and Avon....and let me tell you, 7 years makes a huge difference. I was so awkward and uncomfortable in my own skin then. I was nervous I was going to do or say the wrong thing or somehow screw things up. Now? Eh, I've got this. I'm still nervous but I'm not that girl anymore. If it works? AWESOME!! If not? Well, then I'll know it's truly not for me. The best part of this though? The jewelry sells itself. It's beautiful, it's not outrageously priced and it's FUN. I gave up my accessorizing skills when I had kids...I just ran out of time and wore my wedding set and the same simple necklace every.single.day. Do you know what I've learned since March? If I'm wearing a kick ass necklace or fabulous earrings...nobody is paying attention to the fact that I'm rocking clearance Target tank tops and Old Navy Jeans. It's like using the kids as a distraction so people don't notice you skipped showering or putting make up on. It's great!

So, that's my update! We're in the process of moving which is a whole other post! What a whirlwind. Loving this crazy beautiful life though!

Shit My Kids Say

A friend of mine suggested I start a twitter account with "shit my kids say" similar to the popular twitter/book Shit My Dad Says. I haven't done it because I know I wouldn't keep up with posting...and I wouldn't use that name. I'd have to think of something way cooler.

Regardless, here are a few gems from my boys lately:

While playing Mario Kart

Aiden: Okay, this is going to be our last race so we'd better man up!

While sitting by the fire, hands behind head:

Ian: Ah, this is the life

Handing me a tangled slinky:

Ian: Mommy, can you fix this. Five got it all tangled up

M: I know sweetie but it's really tangled. I'm not sure I can fix it.

Ian: Well, that's five's problem.

Aiden: Mom what would you rather eat a cat or a dog?

M: Um, I don't want to eat either of those!

Aiden: Dad, what about you? Would you rather eat a cat or a dog?

HH: hmmm, a dog. They have more meat on them. Other countries eat dog no problem.

Aiden: Yea, like in Mexico.

HH: No, not Mexico.

Aiden: Yea, New Mexico.

M: laughing, I'll be sure to tell uncle Jose that one!

At dinner:

Ian: Can I pee outside?

HH: Well, yes.

Ian: Can mommy pee outside?

HH: She could but not as easily.

Ian: mommy pees outside!!

HH: No, no she doesn't

M: *glaring*

HH: She would have to squat, she can't stand up like you

M: *kicking HH under the table for encouraging the pee talk at the dinner table*

Ian: Like a dog? Mommy has to squat like a dog to pee outside? Mommy is like a dog!

**fits of laughter from all the boys at the table**

At school someone brought in cupcakes for their birthday and a little girl didn't like them. Aiden looked at her and said "Are they too sweet for your tastes?" ~ What 9 year old comes up with that?!

Sadly, there are so many more that I just can't remember. Maybe I should start a twitter. Hmmm