I wore this blue floral dress to the zoo a few weeks ago and couldn’t stop staring at the bright purply-pink against the blue! I loved it! I’m always so reluctant to mix colors, but every time I do I love it! What do you think?
Yesterday I shared the room makeover I made. I didn’t include that I made a new picture wall for the room!
It was very easy – I bought a bunch of cheap picture frames at Dollar Tree (NOT General – at Dollar TREE every single thing is $1 but at Dollar General NOT everything is $1.. it’s actually comparable prices to Walgreens or Wal-Mart). I also bought a can of spray paint. If I were to do the project again, I’d buy two cans of spray paint, but oh well, it did still turn out well.
My boyfriend’s daughter’s room was hideous. It had brown wood paneling, NO shelves and NO storage so all her toys were in these huge pink bins. It was not cute, it was hard for her to play in, and it desperately needed a makeover.
So, I painted it! She was very helpful during the entire process and I was pleasantly surprised that at 4 years old she did a significant amount of the painting! Girl power!
Matt was great and brought up the bookshelf and screwed it into the wall when I was ready for the organizing portion. I’m so excited about the results!
She loved it, but I was a little nervous when she kept asking if the “gorgeous brown” would come back in a few days. Um.. no. She also said that “Daddy will love our beautiful picture” referring to the plain white paint. Luckily, he did love our beautiful “picture” and she also loves her new room and asks anybody who comes over if they want to go see it. Yay!
So, I bought Organix coconut milk shampoo and conditioner, having read that coconut milk is great for hair. Behold the results:
Again, it was not brushed, styled, no product, anything! I think it’s much more manageable now. PLUS it smells so great!
Obviously, I don’t know if the organix brand will work for you, but I was so excited about my results that I wanted to share!
Well, I suck at sports. That’s the first thing you need to know about this story.
Not your regular sucking at sports.. but.. like.. I’m extra sucky.
In 4th grade I played basketball. I remember missing the basket every time during practice and having to rebound my own shots that ended up in other people’s courts and even the KIDS wondering how someone could be so bad. My stomach ended up in knots. I also tried soccer, gymnastics, dance, and tennis.
Tennis was awful. I was in like 9th grade and my mom made me take lessons. Well, everyone else took lessons at an appropriate age and the girl teaching the lessons was my age and the other kids were all 7. I quit after one lesson. I usually try to stick with things I’ve started but that was too much.
I also did track for 2 years in high school. I was the slowest one on the team. That is not an exaggeration. I would be halfway through the workout and girls would be on their way back or already done. My actual event was long jump and, I kid you not, I scratched at EVERY single meet that I participated in for the first year.
I decided to give sports one last try in college. I was on an intramural kickball team. My wimpy band of freshmen lost against senior football players in like 15 minutes. After that, I decided I was perfectly content cheering from the sidelines.
That was quite a long intro to what will be a shorter story. However, before continuing, you need to understand how much I HATE playing sports because of how much I SUCK at them. Did I provide enough examples? I have more…
So, now, fast forward to present time. It has been 6 years since I have played an organized sport. But, I remain an optimist. When Matt’s aunt asked me to play on her sand volleyball team for a one day tournament I figured it could be fun. You see, those 6 years stifled the pain of always being last, always missing the ball, and always looking like a dumbass.
So, Saturday rolled around. I spent all of Friday night and all of Saturday morning being nervous. I text my mom asking for her to be my mommy again and tell me I could do it. She told me to suck it up, try my best, and look forward to the beer at the end. That I could do.
Well, the game started, I hit it over a few times.. everything was okay. Then this huge athletic dude in a blue cut-off started serving for the other team. I was in the back center.
Time out: before the story continues, I need to tell you that I can’t set. I only know how to bump the volleyball. Thanks, Mrs. Taft for teaching me that one skill in your 5th grade volleyball day camp.
Ok, resume: So, he served and it was heading straight towards me. I didn’t really know how to back up enough and get under it to bump it. I needed to set it, but it was flying towards me, and I panicked. Well, too bad for me because it ended up smashing me in the face.
To make matters worse, he obviously got to serve it again and he did the same thing and I did the same thing and I got hit in the mother fucking face AGAIN.
Yes it left a bruise.
I also tried to hit the ball at various other times during the game and air balled at least 3 times, and when I served I missed getting it over (or even still on the court) all but once.
I’m not making it up. I did play better the next game, thank GOD.
You better believe that after game beer was the best damn beer I’ve ever had.
P.S. I’m going back for more tonight – one of Matt’s friends signed me up to be on his volleyball team that plays EVERY Thursday night. At least in this league drinking during the game is much encouraged. I guess I’m going to have to get good quick.
Or buy some heavy duty bruise covering foundation.
Wish me luck!
So my little brother is a badass. He just finished up his junior year of college. While balancing classes, he worked full time as a server and saved ALL of his money to go on a self-funded backpacking trip through Europe for 10 weeks!!! Yes. TEN weeks! How jealous are we?
So, he left May 23rd and will be gone until August. I am living vicariously through him. I did get to study abroad in college (East Asia represent!) but I have not gotten to go abroad in 2 years! The last place I went was Mexico and that barely even counts! Ah!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Luckily I’m going to Memphis and Florida this summer, so hopefully that will cure some of my itch to travel, but.. after looking at his itinerary again, I’m thinking I need to cross the ocean soon. Who’s with me??
Anyways, the craziest thing is that what he’s wearing and that tiny little bag are ALL THAT HE’S TAKING! What the what? Yeah. Talk about minimalist packing. I just can’t do that.
I miss you Coops! I know you’re having a blast. Don’t forget the rule we had about not getting kidnapped! Seriously, though.