I think I had a growth spurt in the last two months. Not the kind where your pants don't fit or your sleeves are too short. A different kinda growth spurt. I had an internal growth spurt. These are always rocky to navigate but when you come out of them, you realize that you are that much better off. I've grown as a person. Again...gosh, when does this stop? It's exhausting!
I was the lucky recipient of a combo pack in the life department. Some particularly interesting work situations mixed with a rebellious toddler made for some interesting mom/wife/entrepreneur melt down moments. I'm not looking for a pity party though. It's really all good. Trust me.
I learned a valuable lesson about myself. I won't succumb to pressure or a particularly long string of what seems like bad luck. It pushed me hard. I have something to prove. In a few words: "I ain't going down like that."
I remember driving home from the city one day and I thought, "Self, no way! You can't just give up. So it's hard right now...you have to push through. You're gonna kill it. Don't give up."
Yep, I was that girl in the car next to you at the red light talking to herself. A pep talk if you will. And it worked. I'm not a quitter and I'll be damned if I let someone else tell me I can't do something or it's not possible. Because it is. Just watch.
So ridiculous, right? Maybe. But ever since that day, and more so than usual, I've been HUSTLIN'. I mean busting my hump day and night like tomorrow is my last day. And it's working.
We had a call with a client yesterday who was lamenting about all the things that weren't going right for him and we told him one thing, "You gotta get out there and go get it. It's not going to come to you. Get after it!"
With that, I leave you with my 2016 motto which, be prepared, you're gonna hear over and over again: "The dream is here, but the hustle is sold separately."
Oh yeah, and isn't this a cute lil holiday get up? Shop my outfit below:
The black and white phase continues. It's just SO easy to get dressed. I know you all discovered this before me so please forgive. This was yesterday's shoot outfit for a day of schlepping without sacrificing chic.
Monday...we meet again! Hi friends! Back at it again after a busy weekend. I think we are all feeling the same, right? It was full but it was so great. Mom + Dad got a little date night fun in and we pretty much laid around all Sunday. Okay, that was me. I laid around all Saturday. #truth
When you look at me, you probably thing "DANGER." I know. I totally get it. Suburban mom in black. Watch out!
In all honesty, I love an all black ensembles. It's the young girl longing to be a New Yorker in me that never quite dissolved. Coulda, shoulda, woulda right? It's cool.
Greetings! Long time no write or at least it feels like it. Are you guys entering Thanksgiving mode? I feel like we just stored all the pumpkin goodies and I am already seeing Christmas commercials. Heaven help me!
This is a Friday dress. No muss, no fuss. And velvet is right on trend at the moment. Who knew?
No, I actually totally knew and have been hesitant to jump back onto the velvet train, however, when I saw this dress - it was a non-starter.
Attending a college football game 17 years after the fact is a completely different experience. Dare I say - I felt old but I was really glad to be through all the trials and tribulations of my 20's.
My husband and I attended the Iowa/Northwestern game with friends this past weekend and I joked that this was my tailgating attire. It may not have been school gear but I did represent in t-shirt colors!
There's something about a crisp, cold morning that I really love. I think it makes coffee taste that much better. Just a theory I have. By noon, the sun has burned off and what you get is the perfect Fall day that does not necessitate a jacket. My favorite!
I am mourning the loss of another weekend. I feel like October is flying by so quickly. It's insane. From here on out we are going to try and cram as much pumpkin into our schedule as possible. I will admit...the weather has been hovering at this perfect 70ish mark which makes outfit prepping kinda fun still. Not quite in layers but chilly at night.
I'm still feeling the black but this time with a pop of PINK! My all time favorite color. My girls ask me weekly what my favorite color is and every week I tell them the same response - PINK, ALWAYS PINK! They must be really bored with dear old mom.
It's been a dark week already. Hard to lift the cobwebs. I'm on a mission to find some goodness in this world. Luckily that commodity is free with the assistance of two little girls. The best things in life ARE free, indeed.