My brother asked me to learn the "Cups" song from Pitch Perfect, and as much as I loved it, I didn't think there was any way I could figure it out. After watching a few YouTube videos over and over again, I got the cup part down. A day later, I was able to sing and accompany myself. In true Pitch Perfect form, my facebook status was, "Cups! NAILED IT!" and I friend challenged me by responding, "Video or it didn't happen." On my way out the door to the pool, while watching my kids play in the living room, I quickly grabbed a cup and thus was born this video. I'm smiling at the girls over the counter, in the living room, because they were banging toy cups around while I did this video!
Enjoy! (I couldn't embed the video because it was too large and I don't have the patience to figure out how to compress it, so... click the YouTube link to see it!)
It's no secret that my go-to clothing store is Old Navy. Among others like Target, Maurices, Gap, New York & Company, occasionally Charlotte Russe, and places like Ross, TJ Maxx, and Marshalls, I find myself heading to Old Navy the most. I also find them extremely hit or miss. I don't know if their style evolves a lot or if it's mine that changes so often that I stick my nose up to their selections just about every other season. Their summer crop, though? I'm totally digging it. There's enough brights, stripes, polka dots, and classics to appease me. I like wild, but I really NEED easy right now. And easy means cotton, comfortable, washable, and throw-on wearable. Old Navy has nailed those adjectives down for me and I'm sharing some of my favorites, here!
Like I said earlier, I've really needed some time to brainstorm and figure out how writing is still going to fit into my life. A good friend and fellow blogger (Alida Makes) told me that I should just be raw and real. Something I learned about myself during my spring bible study was that I'm extremely transparent. If you've been a long-time reader, you probably already know that. I'm an open book. I'm honest. I write like I talk. Maybe it's all an over share, but that's how I roll. A Little Bit of This really is what it implies. It's bits and pieces of my life, spewed out for your entertainment. I guess my hope is that someone, somewhere, will be able to relate. Relate to my love of style, my mommy yoga pants, my moments that I want to pull my hair out, my disappearing act, my desire to eat healthily and then go get a pizza from Little Caesar's... Catch my drift? I'm all over the map. There's no way that in this particular season of life, I could possibly blog about one genre of stuff.
And that's where I've gotten messed up. I came to a halt. I was used to writing about my clothes and taking daily outfit photos. When that was no longer feasible for me, I got really lost and thought, "No one will read what I have to share, now." And yeah, I got to the point where I was writing for an audience more than I was writing for myself. I got to the point where I prayed that sponsors would email me so that I could contribute a tiny little bit to our household income. I never wanted it to be like that. Blogging isn't fun when you're doing it for everyone else. And yeah, sure I'd love for it to be my job and to get paid for it. Who doesn't want to get paid for something they love to do? But also, when I have two babies that are growing like weeds, faster than a speeding bullet, the only deadline I want is bedtime. Life is moving too quickly for me to miss a moment because I have to "insert link here" by 2pm on X day. Ya heard?
And to the mamas who can juggle it all, KUDOS to you. I cannot. I can barely handle what I've got and that comes with a wreck of a house and piles of dirty laundry. Trust me, I used to love cleaning, but if I could afford a housekeeper, I'd be ALL over that. Also, I need to invent homeland security contraptions for sleeping kids. I swear to you, I hear kids crying when they're not. Especially when I'm in the shower. I need something to be like, "Your baby is actually, for real, legitimately crying. You SHOULD jump out of the shower, sopping wet, bubbles all over your nethers, with conditioner in your hair. There is no time to grab a towel." Because I do that ish all.the.time, just to run to a sleeping baby or a preschooler who's like, "I dropped my poodle (her lovey) in the pack 'n play and I can't reach it." I'm not joking. Two showers in a row this has happened, accompanied by blood curdling screaming. And I'm in the shower thinking, "Surely, someone has broken into my house and my dogs slept right through it."
No. Poodle took a purposeful nose dive into the unreachable volcano of the pack 'n play and cannot possibly wait three more minutes or he will SURELY die.
Don't pretend like you didn't want to see a sweaty close-up.
Also, I signed up for a 5K on June 22, totally not realizing that June 22 is one month from today. ONE MONTH. Oops. I ran tonight. I didn't die. And I was alone. So alone. And it was really good.
Hey, ya'll! So, in all of my spaced-out glory, I just learned that Google Reader is peacing out! I finally imported all of my favorite blogs, so thankfully, I'll still be able to read them! Now, if you don't follow me on Bloglovin', please do! I know I haven't been too interesting, lately, but I'm working on it. Promise. I vow to not disappear. Just still trying to figure things out.
Follow me by clicking the cute little button at the top of the sidebar! --->
I'll keep on posting it so you don't miss your chance to follow after Google Reader is gone! I think it's staying around 'til July, but you probably know better than I do, because ya'll are so much more active than me!
And to tide you over (hopefully not for too long!), here are some recent snapshots!
I went back blonde. Surprise, surprise!
A sweaty Sadie after her last day of school.
Yeah... no school this summer. Should be fun. Send me your awesome "entertain preschooler" ideas!
Norah's not big enough to play in the Chick-Fil-A play area. But she sure knows how to get a good look at big sissy!