Tuesday, August 20, 2013

Our first book club meeting: The Night Circus


I'm one of those nerdy girls who has always wanted to be in a book club. A lifelong reader, I am instantly drawn to others who share my passion for the written word. Several years ago, I read a book called Angry Housewives Eating Bon Bons, a book about several women in the 60's who start a book club and chronicles their lives together. Long story short, I was so intrigued by the idea of meeting up once a month to take time out of our schedules and dedicate it to each other and good discussion.

And wine. 

Anyway, fast forward a few years to this past June. For some reason, I got this wild hair that it would be a great idea to start a book club. My friends read. I read. It would be perfect. So I did what any millennial would do and posted my proposition on Facebook, offering to host the first one.

We picked a book (well, Random.org did because we were so indecisive) and settled on the Night Circus by Erin Morgenstern
“The circus arrives without warning. No announcements precede it. It is simply there, when yesterday it was not. Within the black-and-white striped canvas tents is an utterly unique experience full of breathtaking amazements. It is called Le Cirque des RĂªves, and it is only open at night. But behind the scenes, a fierce competition is underway—a duel between two young magicians, Celia and Marco, who have been trained since childhood expressly for this purpose by their mercurial instructors. Unbeknownst to them, this is a game in which only one can be left standing, and the circus is but the stage for a remarkable battle of imagination and will. Despite themselves, however, Celia and Marco tumble headfirst into love—a deep, magical love that makes the lights flicker and the room grow warm whenever they so much as brush hands. True love or not, the game must play out, and the fates of everyone involved, from the cast of extraordinary circus per­formers to the patrons, hang in the balance, suspended as precariously as the daring acrobats overhead.” (Excerpted from: http://erinmorgenstern.com/)
In my opinion, it was a good opener. It was intriguing, magical and had a decent story line. Compared to our second month's pick which we just finished (Let's Just Pretend This Never Happened by The Bloggess), the Night Circus was the best book ever. AKA, our second book was TERRIBLE. No offense, it just wasn't my style and totally unrelatable. 

So, in case you're all interested in what I did to host, I thought I would give a little recap...I may or may not have gone a little overboard. The theme colors were white and black for the circus and of course, red for the reveurs. I tried to sprinkle little bits of circus in without going too crazy.


The front door --


The discussion table -- I removed the cards as it was mostly irrelevant to the story line.


Pre-food set-up -- [Welcome to the Night Circus FELLOW REVEURS]


Post food set-up: crackers, nuts, cheese, apples, carrots, crackers, chips//dip, chocolate mice, kettle corn and fruit kabobs [pictured in other photos].


Apple ginger ale, wine, and champagne were on the drink menu. 


Oh, and chocolate mice. Cannot forget the chocolate mice. If you would like, you can find the recipe here.


And of course, the discussion questions. No book club would be complete without a set of discussion questions, so I pulled mine randomly from different lists on the internet. If you happen to be hosting a Night Circus meeting, you can find an array of provoking questions to pose to your friends with a simple Google search.
I designed the questions and all the framed quotes that you see lying around. Our overall impression of the book was good and if I had to rate it, I would say it would get 3.5 out of 5 stars. The ending was sort of predictable in that I assumed what would happen, even if I didn't know exactly how it would pan out, but it was a nice read. I prefer a little fantasy mixed in so this was a nice mix for me. 

I'll admit something to you guys, most of the things I used to host were actually from the Dollar Store! The popcorn holders, table clothes and ticket stubs were DS finds, straws and string were Target and food from Vons. Very basic, very easy. All of the printables were created by yours truly and that was it!

Our second book was a horrific flop, but our third book, which we just chose on Monday, is the Secrets of Mary Bowser. I will give you my thoughts at the end of the month!

Have you ever been in a book club? Any desire to participate in one? On that same note, have any books you would recommend we add to our queue? 

Tuesday, June 25, 2013

San Diego Fair and Beer Festival

We have been busy taking care of items from our Summer Checklist these last few weeks! So far we've camped in the backyard, been to the zoo and attended the San Diego Fair and Beer Festival, all of which I need to post about!

On Saturday night, we ended up going over to the Beer Festival and then made our way into the fair. We had a group of 8 and it was so much fun! There were over 400 beers on tap and food galore...



Friday, June 21, 2013

Happy Summer Solstice

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This is my idea of summer. This is my idea of heaven. Some mags, a refreshing dink and a view. 

HAPPY FIRST DAY OF SUMMER!

What's your idea of heaven? How do you like to spend your summer days?

Tuesday, June 18, 2013

San Diego Summer Checklist 2013

Last year I made a summer to-do list with the kids and it was a hit! Gabriel and I would "check" things off our list as we completed them and he loved knowing that we had a plan for this summer. This year, as long as I'm still working from home, I would like to do the same.

I know I've said it before, but I will say it again. We are so happy and lucky and happy happy happy to be back in San Diego. Not only do we have our friends and family here, but the area is so rich with unique things to do, you can hardly say you're ever bored living in this town.

Without further ado...


Tuesday, June 11, 2013

Kids say (and do) the darndest things, pt. 3 - Boys are so weird

I have commented on my kids and how they do some silly stuff and some funny stuff. But today, oh boy. Kids are weird. Boys are weirder. I am girl and I don't get boys.

Don't get me wrong, I'm glad I have boys because I think if I had girls, I would have to keep them locked up in their room until they were at least 25. I remember what I did as a teenager and I was one of the good ones...

Anyway, today. I am doing the dishes and the boys are playing outside. Generally they play pretty well together so I was minding my own business. I happened to look up for some reason...it was awfully quiet out there.

Thursday, June 6, 2013

Tourist in our Town: Company Pub and Kitchen, Poway

This is the second of hopefully many posts in a series called "Tourist In Our Town." I will be chronicling some of the tastier food, places and experiences we come across as we happily re-acquaint ourselves with San Diego. If you have a suggestion for a place we need to visit, please send me an email!



Sometimes, and especially on Friday nights, we get lazy. Is it just me or does eating out on a Friday feel awesome? After a long week, who really wants to stand in the kitchen and slave away? I love to cook, but have a hard time as it is getting myself into the kitchen...

The point is, a few Fridays ago, we were really lazy and we were really craving some fried food so we had a little Google sesh and happened upon a place in Poway that apparently served a mean fish and chips plate. I don't care for fish unless it's sushi, but I'm always game to try a new place, moreso even if it's close by. We packed up the kids and headed on over...

"It's all about the company you keep..."


Thursday, May 23, 2013

All of the things we do in our new backyard

I love living in San Diego. You're probably going to hear that about 292,069,379 more times on this blog. You probably love San Diego too so it's fine.

Living in the Imperial Valley, our backyard looked like this:


DIRT FOR DAYS. And days. And days. 3 acres of dirt. Don't get me wrong, kids love dirt and my boys are no different, but the unfortunate reality was that our house wasn't fenced in and there was a major road that ran right in front of it. To make matters even suckier, the only door to the backyard was through the laundry room and the visibility wasn't great. Not cool.

Monday, May 20, 2013

Am I a helicopter parent?

Before I had Gabriel, I was convinced I would be one of the "cool" moms, the one who let things slide, who didn't hover, who granted complete privacy at all times. It was a sign of my young age - naivety - I think, to believe that I would be different from what I was accustomed to. I didn't understand all of the complexities, complications, anxieties that come along with being a parent.

I remember saying, "I will never EVER force my child to do something they don't want to do, be it a sport or whatever," not knowing that I might have a hesitant, anxious child who feared anything new. I can remember thinking that my child would not need to be disciplined harshly because he/they would be little angels. We would treat them like adults and they would react as such.

Sunday, May 19, 2013

Sunday Social - Summer(ish) Edition

There's something about Sundays. Seriously, I think Sunday is my favorite day of the week. I know, I know, that's weird. I love those moments towards the end of the day when you know that the next day will be busy and you know you'll be separated from your loved ones so you try to soak up as much time as possible. You snuggle in bed in the morning, lazily get up for coffee, watch some shows...you know what I mean? 

This morning I had some work to finish up so I headed to my Sunday office: 


It's a rough life I lead, I tell ya.

Thursday, May 16, 2013

Tourist In Our Own Town: Best Pizza and Brew, Mira Mesa


This is the first of hopefully many posts in a series called "Tourist In Our Town." I will be chronicling some of the finer food, places and experiences as we happily re-acquaint ourselves with San Diego. If you have a suggestion for a place we need to visit, please send me an email!

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We are big eaters. I know, shocker. Have you seen some of my recipes on here? We like the good stuff and we especially like pizza so of course we had to set out on a mission to find our new go-to hang out. I'm pretty sure we've found it.

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Domain + blog name change

So -- you're going to notice some changes around here. It started with my domain expiring and me not realizing. Major oops, right? As I flew into panic mode, emailing different people at enom and feeling like my little blog world was unraveling, I started thinking.

You know what happens when I start thinking...

I'm sure you've noticed that I haven't been as present on my blog. I've had a hard time buying into it -- that's not to say I don't love blogging -- I miss it a lot actually. I have been lacking inspiration, felt bored and restricted by the "mommy niche" that I created for myself.

I realized that maybe what I needed was some rebranding, a new lease on life, if you will. I decided to rename my little space Things I Love, which in reality, is a lot of what I write about already.

I want to build on that with some a new series called Tourist In Our Own Town (first post coming Thursday?) that will highlight all of the fun places and things we experience here in San Diego.

Thursday, May 9, 2013

How it feels to be moved in again

We have finished our move. Phewwwwww. *Huge sigh of relief*

This was a tough one. It was frustrating and hard to make it happen with two kids in tow. However, I am telling you -- the second we set up our couch in the living room and sat down -- it just felt right.

Like coming home.

On the first day as we were moving in, Gabriel and Jonas played outside almost the entire day. We didn't have to sit with them every second, making sure they didn't fly off the huge ledge of concrete or run into the busy road.

The sidewalk is flat and it makes for easy teaching of bike riding. The grass in the front is perfect for rolling around on.


We got a killer deal on some Pottery Barn couches and now all of us can fit on one couch. Who knew how amazing it could be? So of course on the second or third night we were here, Adrian and I snuggled up on the couch to watch Silver Linings Playbook (amazing, btw).

On Monday we signed Gabriel up for gymnastics twice per week. He won't start preschool until the fall so we want to keep him extremely busy. Yesterday he had his first class and, well, he loved it once he got going. He had a hard time separating himself from me but once I walked out, he was completely fine.


Adrian and I also are doing a free one-week trial at the local Crossfit gym. It's very different from my old box, but I think the results will be even better!

That's pretty much all that is going in our world, just trying not to kill my husband as he has one month off of work before he starts his new job.

How about you? What's new?

Wednesday, April 24, 2013

Office Inspiration

These last few weeks have been crazy. CRAZY. I pulled on another client so I've been pretty consumed by that, along with - you know - moving, kids, that whole thing. When we started our house hunt in San Diego, there were a couple of necessities we had in mind including hard wood/tile, a backyard, a garage and most importantly, an office space for me.

I will likely have to share space with the guest bed, but I'm okay with that, as long as I can have room for a desk, book shelf and some files. Right now I'm completely disorganized with files on the dining room table, under my side of the bed and strewn across the coffee table. NOT HOW I LIKE TO WORK. Needless to say, I can't wait to move next weekend.

Of course you know this means I'm on the hunt for some adorable office furniture (and couches, bunk beds and an area rug...eek!). Here is some of the spaces that are inspiring me right now --

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I absolutely adore that colorful rug, the bright flowers on the desk and small shelves in the back. My idea is to put a small shelf with some of my favorite prints along with some of the print designs I have done.


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I can't get enough of all the inspiration around this computer. As a designer/creator, it's easy to fall into ruts and I love the idea of surrounding myself with beautiful things.

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I love the idea of bringing a little elegance with the chair cover to this modest little space. The desk is exactly what I'm looking for - I want to find something thrifted. Also love the mixes of white!

And finally, a few items I'm lusting over...

Office inspiration


Do you have an office? What's on your must-have list to keep you organized?

Tuesday, April 23, 2013

Weekenders

One of the few good things about living in the Imperial Valley is that because there is nothing to do around town, we generally high-tail it out of here as fast as possible come Friday afternoon. This weekend was extra special because we were celebrating Adrian's 31st birthday!

We woke up, packed out clothes and loaded everybody into the car in the morning and made the trek to Camarillo, Adrian's hometown, and dropped off the kids with his parents. I had coordinated with his friends to have dinner at one of this favorite old haunts in downtown Ventura, where he got up to his old shenanigans...it was quite interesting!



On Saturday, we recovered - yes, recovered - and then headed to our close friends' wedding shower where we let the boys run rampant. They had a bounce house for the kids and we literally had to drag Gabriel hands-first out of the thing in order to get him to leave.

On Sunday, we sadly said our goodbyes and then met up with our friend Sarah at the Los Angeles Fire station to meet her new boyfriend.



We got to have lunch with the firemen, went on a great tour of the station and then got to climb into the fire truck. Cameron said that he had to go talk to the Captain for a minute and when he came back, he told us that he was going to give us a ride in the truck around the block!



Gabriel was seriously thrilled. When he put the siren on, Gabriel looked at me and asked, "Mom, where's the firetruck at? Is it behind us?" It was too cute! He told us afterwards that he wants to be a fireman now.

We capped off the weekend by putting a security deposit down on a house - moving in May 1st! - and celebrated with Cold Stone. It was a great way to end the weekend.

What were you up to this weekend?

Sunday, April 14, 2013

Why we aren't planning for another baby...yet


There's a funny thing that happens when your youngest turns one. All of a sudden, everyone starts asking
THE QUESTION.

Are we? Aren't we?

Why? Why not? When? How?

Anytime I'm sick, someone always throws out the pregnant question, namely, my mother. Which is ironic because this is the woman who has always told me that two is a good number (she has four, go figure). She also happens to be the person who, upon hearing I was pregnant with my first, said, "Wow, I didn't think you would ever even want kids." Thaaaanks.

Neither Adrian nor I are sure certain that we see more babies in our future. He is one of seven children. Yes, you read that correctly. He's Mexican so that should kind of explain it. Before we had Jonas, sure we thought we wanted 3...4...but now? I'm lucky to get through a day without my head spinning in circles a la the Exorcist.

Don't get me wrong, whenever I see a little snuggly newborn my uterus starts to cramp up and I hear it taunting me. It's hard to resist the newborn smells and sleepy snuggles and all the good stuff that comes with bitty babies.

We started early when it comes to baby-making and most of our friends are just now beginning to consider starting a family. We are at the tail-end of this whirlwind called infancy, sidling timidly into toddlerhood, and are looking forward to some SLEEP.

I also really enjoy not needing as many diapers. Being able to run to the store and not having to carry in an enormous, 75,000lb baby carrier. Also, not breastfeeding anymore (loved it, glad it's over). Having the flexibility to drop the boys off at my mom's and not needing to stress for five days prior about how much milk I pumped.

Oh, the perks. The perks.


In all reality, we are at the point where we are seriously contemplating selling all of our baby items - you know, the millions of toys, chairs, diaper pails - the works. I work up the courage to collect it all and start evaluating them for pricing but there's one thing that stops me. I glance lovingly, sadly, at the piles of newborn/infant clothes in Jonas' closet and can't bear to part with them. Both of my babies have worn them and ahhh...wouldn't it be so sweet so have another sweet-smelling precious newborn?

And then Jonas poops on the floor and I think, "Nope, I'm good."

For those with kids, are you still planning for more or have you completed your family? Those without, how many feels right to you?

Thursday, April 11, 2013

The value of a good employee

I am about to go off on a tangent. Consider yourself warned.

With the impending move (Yes! We are moving! Post to come on that), I have been doing a bit of job searching so that I can get back into the saddle and start working on my career. I'm not sure if my situation is the norm, but I have had pretty decent luck in terms of receiving calls back.

As I have been going through the interview process, it has been very apparent to me that companies are starting to lose sight of compensating an employee based on their value and skills versus having "the lowest bidder wins" mentality. For this reason, I have turned down three job opportunities so far.

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I am fortunate enough to be able to bargain quite a bit when it comes in terms of my salary because I don't have to return to work, at least just yet. Bargaining has allowed me to see the true colors of a company and I have seen firsthand how a company could try to take advantage of the unemployed so they don't have to compensate them fairly.

Example One
Several months ago, the week before we found out we would be moving, I was one of 40 people who interviewed for a position out here in the Valley. It seemed like fate really - I hadn't even applied for the position but the employer had received my resume for someone else and wanted to have me come in. I was elated after reading the job description; I would basically be running an entire marketing department and spearheading the re-branding of the company. They would not readily offer up a salary but said that it would be competitive so I trudged on through the interview process, completing a competency exam, 1-hour design of a flyer test and a presentation in front of several employees.

I was offered the job the next day.

Adrian and I had determined what I would ask for - what I would accept - in terms of a salary and I was shocked when that number came in SIGNIFICANTLY lower. When we found out we were moving, that solidified the deal. Had they offered me what I wanted, I would have considered commuting to take the position. However, they were very aware that they had 39 other interviewees that were ready and waiting to snag this job up. Unfortunate.

Example Two
A few weeks ago I applied for another job, this time in the nonprofit sector, working at an organization that did refugee resettlement. Now before you start saying NONPROFITS NOTORIOUSLY DON'T PAY WELL, remember, this is my background. I have only worked in nonprofit organizations (aside from retails stuff, anyway) so I am well aware of how they pay. Anyway, the job didn't have a salary posted so I went blindly into the interview. When they said they would be offering $12/hour in the interview, I mentally checked out and and picked at my fingernails until it was over. They called me back SIX TIMES. I thought for sure they would take the hint after two no-call-backs.

I called back and explained that I could not accept that salary and they said I should come meet with their CEO, because they would offer me what I wanted.

So, I did. Got a really strange/weird/off feeling from the CEO. They called me the next morning and offered me a full time position. When I asked what the salary was, IT WAS BACK TO $12/HOUR. I replied that I could not accept that salary and based on my education/skill set, I deserved much more. Her response? Well considering IIII don't make that much, that's not going to happen. Plus they had fifty other applicants passionate enough to take the job. Okay, thanks for wasting my time, B. Byezzz.

Example Three
This one happened today and I promise this is it. I received a phone call from a company who started off by complimenting my resume and commenting on the fact that I went to Pepperdine. PEPPERDINE, PEOPLE. I'm not elitist about it, but shit. It's a good school and I have thousands of dollars of loans to pay off. Keep that in mind.

He liked me, asked me to complete a small task - looking at their website and giving my critiques. Okay, cool. Done and done. I am good at this stuff. I looked at the ad after I clicked send on my critique and what do I see? A SALARY OF $10/HOUR. What the what? I made $10/hour babysitting in high school.

I am a marketing professional. I have three clients currently. I don't need this part time job, I just want to get out of the house and have a little adult interaction, for goodness sake. So, I emailed him back, saying I didn't want to waste his time with an interview if I couldn't accept the salary.

He responded back to me that he was able to pay up to $15/hour but wanted to use the extra $5 to give "incentives" to keep an employee motivated while doing menial tasks.

Here's the deal. If you hire someone, you expect that they will fulfill all aspects of the job, menial, repetitive, exciting, whatever. A good employee - valuable employee - will work at their full capacity if they feel like they are being compensated appropriately.

I know a lot of people believe it is the economy that causes these low-ball offers, but I think we are passed that, at least mostly. It appears to me that at this point, many employers are trying to capitalize on the desperation of job seekers by offering salaries so low that you could consider them unlivable.

Why not save a buck and blame the economy?

It is sad. It makes me so grateful for my husband who has encouraged me to wait and demand my worth. To not settle. To be patient and wait for the good things to come.

Have you had any experience with this? What's the craziest/most ridiculous salary you have seen?

Friday, April 5, 2013

On not giving up

I'm having a hard time transferring scrambled thoughts into words on a computer screen and I think the reason is because I'm trying to write about things I think you guys want to read versus what I'm actually thinking about on a regular basis.

I have pending posts on wanting more kids, silly things that have happened and some other random stuff, but I don't feel like writing about it so they basically suck. So today I'm just going to talk about what I want to, obnoxious or not. I don't want to get sick of blogging (like I have been) and end up giving it up because I'm not writing for ME.

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So here is the real me, at least for today.

Seriously, how much happier do I look today?
The picture on the left was taken 3.5 years ago. I was fat, depressed, and spent the entire morning crying because I had NOTHING to wear to my son's baptism. I settled for this outfit and seriously. Awful. I think I had a gym membership at the time but went all of 10 times? The picture on the left - Easter on Sunday. Happy, fit(ter), feeling great.

It is going to sound silly, maybe a little ridiculous and overly dramatic, but Crossfit has dramatically changed my outlook on a lot of things - mainly, myself. I've always given up at the gym; I'm that girl who gets a membership, goes three times a week for two, maybe three weeks and then all of a sudden...I vanish.

Does that sound familiar? I've paid so much money in gym memberships, it's plain ridiculous. That time I mentioned earlier, I got a gym membership at LA Fitness and used it 10 times, stopped going and continued paying for over a year. I have never felt strong, never felt like I was moving towards a goal, except maybe weight loss, but it never went very far.

When I started Crossfit, I didn't have high expectations, only a hope and a prayer that I could stay long enough to lose a few pounds. I was instantly hooked. I'm competitive by nature and the sport fuels me every time I step into the box.

Previously, if I went to the gym and felt unmotivated, it would affect my ability to get back to the gym for a workout. I felt bad about myself, powerless, weak. I gave up at the slightest challenge. Now, I get frustrated and pissed and motivated to get back in the gym to be better. To do better.

Last night I competed in the last week of the Crossfit Open - now, I'm in no way competing at the competitive level. At our box, each of the three levels (Level III being the highest) has an in-house competition. Up until this week, I was in sixth place out of 20 or 25 women - something I felt pretty good about. But last night...damn it. I could NOT do a chest-to-bar to save my life, even the mod (which was allowed at our level), I would come extremely close but just. couldn't. get. it.

Because of this, I was only given 15 reps out of the total 60+ that I completed. The frustrating part about it is that I saw other women at my level being awarded reps that were illegal (here comes the competitiveness...I'm a sore loser) so I know I'll be dropping down in rank. The old me might not have tried after realizing she couldn't do a C2B. She might have given up. She probably would not have made it a goal to be able to do a C2B.


The new me sets goals.

...works on double unders and toes-to-bar (and now chest-to-bar) after every WOD.

...has a fire lit under her ass to get better.

...wants to get stronger, not skinnier, although leaning out is an enjoyable byproduct.

...enjoys the soreness that comes after a good workout.

...can do a handstand and six consecutive real push-ups.

I love this gift that I've been given and how it has been transforming me not only physically, but mentally as well.

How do you stay motivated? What lights your fire?

Monday, March 25, 2013

Oh hey, I'm here! My hair is red, we have two vacations planned and my kids are cute. The end.

I know you guys have been waiting impatiently, desperately, for a post from me (not). I'm so incredibly cool and have lots of important things to say.

Okay, but really. My computer is down and I miss you all and my little space and I can't believe this is the second computer screen that my husband has broken. Oh well, such is life.

So here's an update that will need an update in two weeks because I have things that apparently I'm not "supposed to say in public" yet until April 1st. I know it sounds like we have some big secret but it's really not THAT cool.

Just kidding, it's awesome.

So anyway...life, life, life.

-My boys are adorable, wild little monsters, but that's kind of a given.



...moments after this picture, Jonas slipped off of the bike and face-planted into the concrete. Don't worry, he's got a hard face apparently.

-Remember when I chopped off all of my hair to donate?


...oops, I did it again...


My dad says it looks like a cross between Nicki Minaj and my former college-self. I haven't seen her with red and purple hair yet so I'm going to go ahead and claim that trail blazed. I FEEL LIKE SUCH A LITTLE SASSY-FRASS! It took me a few days and several convincing texts from my bestie that I should keep it but now I think it's here to stay...for a while at least!

-I'm still kicking some Crossfit bootay on the reg. I have become quite addicted and am pretty sure I have convinced Adrian to hop on the bandwagon. He has seen how competitive it is, especially being smack dab in the middle of the Open competition! So far, I've lost 12 pounds with this whole healthy eating and working out business.

Inches have been lost and I'm digging it. I have totally been looking at real bikinis. TO HELL WITH THE TANKINI, Y'ALL!

-We have officially booked our yearly summer week long camping trip and I seriously can't wait. I mean, what's better than beach, booze, and bbbb-family?

It has been so hot out already that it feels like we should be sitting on the beach with a strong cocktail, watching our boys romp around in the sand.


It's too bad we couldn't get it for the week of the Fourth, but whateva! We will have our entire family with us - at least 5 other trailers - and will NOT have a six month old anymore. I know both boys are just going to love it.

-Not this weekend but the following, we are going with Gabriel's best friend's family to the Happiest Place on Earth. He is so excited and everyday he asks me to pull up pictures of Disneyland and all of the characters.

See how little he was the last time we went? Of course my camera decided to "break" the only time we have ever gone, and by break I mean I didn't know how to use it and thought it was broken.

What are you guys up to? What's new? 

PS, are you using Bloglovin to follow along? Apparently that's the cool new thing to do. If you want to keep up-to-date (I swear at some point I will be posting regularly again), go ahead and follow here.

Peace, love, dove and Happy Fifth Day of Spring!

Tuesday, March 12, 2013

I got a wild hair...

I got up this morning with the intention of getting my hair trimmed. I talked last week about my long hair and how it clogs up the drain every other second. It can be a pain but I just love it, especially when it's wavy because it makes me feel like I could flashback into the 60's with a flower in my hair.

I know I'm weird.

Long hair, don't care!
Anyway, I walked into the salon, sat down in the chair and said, "Look, I just need a trim. Nothing major."

"Sure," she said. "Let me just pull out my scissors and we'll get started."

"Well...wait a second. Alright. My husband loves short hair and I think I want it short. But not really short. Sort of short. Kind of long. You know, like right here?" As I gesture to a place around my nipple line (still, 2 inches...).

"Oh, you want short? What do you think about donating it to Locks of Love? That could be cool?" How did she know I'm a sucker for good causes?

My response, "YES. Let's do that. Chop it off, I'm thinking right below the ears?"

"Um...are you sure? You are not going to have any...regrets? You aren't scared? You just said you wanted two inches off."

"NO. LET'S CUT IT NOW. YES, YES. EXCITED. YES."


And that's how it's done, folks. It took all of thirty seconds to undo the last year and a half of growing. I've had little pangs of regret, but mostly because I want to color it now and thinks it needs a little touching up on the cut. It was Mastercuts, after all. I wouldn't exactly consider them a real "salon," more like a walk-in hackshop.


I took my kids with me and they were ANGELS. I mean seriously, I kept thinking - who are these children and where did my monsters go? Gabriel read books on the iPad while Jonas stared lovingly (read: pick me up immediately, mom, can't you see I'm staring at you?) at me.


I love it. I'm going to have it shortened more because it seems a little long to me, plus accentuate the A-line a bit more. Can't decide on the bangs yet, but I'm thinking hair is going red, y'all.

Honestly, it felt so good to impulsively chop my hair off because this is something I would not have hesitated with in pre-kids. I enjoyed the spontaneity and my hub loves it! Now, I just need to get some wild color in there and then I'll feel great!

Would you chop off your hair randomly like I did? Or do you have an attachment to your locks? Do you like to mix it up or keep it the same?

Friday, March 1, 2013

Some reflections about my FOUR year old

A few days ago, I left some pasta in the car for about ten minutes. Before picking Gabriel up from school, Adrian and I had met up at Olive Garden for a lunch date with Jonas. Gabriel is ALWAYS hungry, so I knew he would want some of my leftovers when he got home. I told him I would go get them from the car and he said, "No mom, it's okay. I'll get them. Can I have your keys please?"

He took the keys from me and walked out of the door as I watched from the window. He clicked the unlock button on the key remote, opened up the car door and grabbed the pasta. He crawled back out, juggling the pasta and keys in one hand while steadying himself with the other.



Out of the blue, my eyes started welling up and I was so overwhelmed by FEELINGS. Lots of feelings that I can't describe. Mostly joy. Pride. Fear. A lot of nostalgia. This moment was so commonplace - so ordinary and uneventful - yet so everything. Here he is, right before my eyes, turning in to this kid, this boy, and I'm afraid that if I blink, my eyes will open and I'll be sitting at his high school graduation.

Once he dropped down from the car, he shut the door, clicked the lock button on the key remote and turned towards the house. As he saw me looking through the window, he smiled and waved. "Hi mom!" He opened up the door and said, "I got it!"


He's this kid who does puzzles on his own, puts his plate in the sink, chooses his outfits and spells his name. He can tell you my phone number and which way right and left point. He knows the way to my parents' and my nana's house and likes to repeat random phrases from movies.

All of these things that I'm so damn proud of but then I just want to say, "Whoa, whoa, whoa. Slow down, buddy. Let's take our time moving through life. Let's pump the breaks a bit and enjoy the view." I feel like I blinked and here I am, a mother of two, the mother of a FOUR YEAR OLD. WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN.

Today, on his fourth birthday (or rather, the eve, as I sit and write), it's impossible not to sit here and think about the day he made me a mother. Never in my wildest dreams did I have any idea that this 7lb 9oz. bundle of screaming joy would bring me such pleasure and yet, such pain. Pain of the heart. Heartsick. Lovesick.

I remember getting out of surgery, after my C-section, and sitting in the recovery room. It is a requirement at the hospital where I gave birth to enforce the mothers to wait TWO WHOLE HOURS before meeting their babies while they allow the drugs to wear off. And even then? You are at the mercy of the nurses who proceeded to wait another hour to bring him to me.

I sat there in that bed, willing my toes to move, just bend a little, so that I could try to convince them to bring my baby to me. There was nothing in that moment - or any after that he has blessed me with - that I have ever wanted more than to see his face. To touch the soft skin of his cheek. To take a whiff of that addicting new baby smell.

As in life, not every day is perfect. This child is sensitive, strong willed and sometimes just plain out of control. He tests my boundaries not daily, but moment-to-moment.

But that kid.

I keep telling him, "Gabriel, I really need you to just push pause right now and stay three forever." And he looks at me and says, "But Moooooom (like a teenager), I have to get big and grow up just like my Dad!" And then all of a sudden grandbabies and weddings flash before my eyes and I get really dizzy.



Happy birthday, my baby. You are so loved.

Tuesday, February 19, 2013

Influenster #HolidayVoxbox Review

While taking a quasi-blogging break over the holidays, I forgot to share with you all the the great stuff I received in my Holiday Voxbox from Influenster.


Included:
-Quaker Real Medleys Oatmeal +: $1.79 per cup 
-NYC New York Color Liquid Lipshine: $2.40 - Color Nude York City 582
-Kiss Nail Dress: $6.99 28 strips
-EBOOST: $28.00 for box of 20 effervescent powders, $39.00 for box of 30 effervescent powders, $39.00 for box of 12 shots - Pink Lemonade Flavor
-Goody Quickstyle Brush $11.99 -- Paddle brush with super absorbent microfiber bristles that removes up to 30% of water as you style.
-Sole Society $25.00 off first purchase until Jan 31st
-Montagne Jeunesse Face Mask under $2.00 - Clean up Mud Nettoyage profond Argile-Nettoyante


Here's the real scoop:
There are several items in here that I will absolutely purchase again. I received the NYC lipshine in a previous box last summer and it has re-converted me back to wearing gloss. I absolutely love the texture, the shine, the color - pretty much everything. The Kiss Nail Dress strips were AMAZING. I was shocked at the fact that they lasted over a month without looking chipped and the only reason I took them off was because my nails had grown out and the cuticle looked weird. The Goody brush was great, though I'm not sure that the absorbent microfiber did much for me. I have very thick hair and I did not feel that the drying time was cut down, though I love the shape and it detangles well.

The face mask I could take or leave, granted I do not have any sort of face routine whatsoever and although I should change my attitude, find it a waste of time. I've been blessed with decent skin I suppose. I have a feeling the Quaker Real Medleys has potential as I usually eat their plain old fashioned oatmeal, but the Peach flavor was NOT my cup of tea. The Eboost natural energy enhancer...hmmm...I don't have a whole lot to say about it. I didn't feel that it perked me up, nor did I enjoy the taste much. And finally, Sole Society. I have browsed their website many times and think that they need more shoes to offer. I have found several that I really liked, but none that I HAD TO HAVE. I will keep browsing until I find something though!

Do you see anything you would be interested in trying? Or, have you tried any of these brands/items?

Friday, February 15, 2013

Ways that I'm keeping my diet on track + progression photos

It's no secret that my husband and I both love to eat. Anytime we go on a couple's trip with our best friends, the first thing we do is plan out what we are cooking or which restaurant we'll go to or how much dessert can we eat before we explode.

You know, the important stuff.

However, now that I have been eating mostly clean with a low carb intake, things have changed. But that doesn't mean the needs or wants of my family have. Adrian has been very patient with me in terms of the "weird" (his word, not mine) food that I've been cooking, but he still wants his rice, potatoes, pasta. Gabriel is a major pasta head and requests it at every meal. Obviously, I do not oblige, but sometimes I allow it.

In order to please everybody, I have had to come up with some ways for making what they like while keeping myself on track.

1. Sauces, stews and non-carby skillets are your friends. My saving grace has been making chunky sauces or skillets that my boys can throw on top of pasta or rice, while I can happily eat it on top of a huge handful of uncooked spinach. You are cutting so many calories and carbs at the same time, while pleasing everyone!

2. Buy the bad stuff in moderation and make fresh stuff more convenient. I still buy the kids organic crackers, vanilla wafers or fruit snacks, but I don't buy a lot of any item. We keep a few boxed foods that they like, but I have gotten into the habit of keeping a bowl of fruit right out on the kitchen table in open view. Nine times out of ten, both Gabriel and I are more likely to grab a Cutie tangerine or banana rather than some processed junk.

3. Don't be afraid to say no to buying things that are going to tempt you. Simply put, I don't buy chocolate unless it's "paleo-approved," aka, dark DARK chocolate that I can't eat without manipulating in some way. I don't buy cookies that I enjoy. I don't keep ice cream in the house. Why? Because I will eat it. I am fully aware that I have no self control whatsoever. I made the mistake of buying Reese's Hearts last week for Adrian and you know what? Within two days, they were gone and I had to replace the ones I bought for him. I know my limits. If Adrian needs chocolate, I know he will find it somehow and I am not depriving him.

4. Track your foods so you can see what time of day/trigger/habit is killing your progress. Honestly, I have a hard time while cooking dinner. I tend to snack and taste and "make sure the salt is just right" and then all of a sudden I've eaten two hundred calories worth of dinner already. Keeping myself accountable using My Fitness Pal sucks, but the numbers don't lie. I'm less likely to eat junk knowing I have to add it in later.

5. On the topic of accountability, find a partner who shares your desire to get healthy. Probably the number one thing that has helped me stay focused on my diet, aside from Crossfit and knowing that all my work in the gym will be for naught if my nutrition is bad, is having one of my close friends on My Fitness Pal (if you're on, follow me! I'll keep you accountable!) and looking at my daily food intake and exercise. I tried to claim my Reese's Hearts as "Quick Add" calories so it was hidden and she totally called me out! My family is supportive, my husband is encouraging, but they don't share the same motivation that I do right now. I need someone who will push me to go to the gym when I don't want to, not beg me to stay and watch American Idol.

6. If you don't change your mindset, none of this matters. I've spent the last few years making excuses for myself. Convincing myself that it was okay to be out of shape and eating crap because I was a mom and I was busy and I was tired and I was I was I was. I'm tired of that. I'm tired of being tired and being fat and being fluffy. So I'm deciding to change. This is the longest amount of time that I've stayed motivated to work out, which says something about Crossfit (ADDICTING) and my desire for change. It starts with your mind and then your body follows.

Speaking of body following, I'm about to show you something that totally freaks me out. It's a progression of photos starting January 1st and ending on February 12th. I may do this monthly, I may not. I'm not sure that I see a huge amount of progress, but there is some, nonetheless. Don't judge and remember, I've had two babies! HAH.


Phew! That was tough but now you know what I'm working with. If it doesn't look like it, I have lost about 1/2 of a pant size. My stomach is getting smaller, shirts are fitting better and my pants are getting a lot looser. I'm hoping in another 5-6 weeks, I'll be able to say that I'm shopping for new pants!

So how do you stay on track? Does your family/spouse share your dieting/fitness goals? 

Thursday, February 14, 2013

My favorite Valentine's Day ever

Back in the day, loooooong, long ago, there was a time where Valentine's Day meant doing whatever the hell we wanted. I won't lie, I miss the days of last minute planning, weekend awaying and drinking. A lot. Things have sure changed but I like to reminisce about the days of yor...

Adrian and I started dating in December of 2007. By the time Valentine's Day rolled around, we were practically inseparable (even though we hadn't DTR'd yet, haha) so it was a given that we would spend the day together.


Adrian is a go big or why bother kind of guy so when he said he was going to take me out to dinner, he wanted to take me to his favorite, $50 piece of meat, match your pants to your napkin restaurant in Laguna Beach. But of course we couldn't just go to Laguna Beach and come back home so he made the executive decision to get us a hotel room by the beach with a jacuzzi spa. 

And since we were already going to be in Orange County, why not spend the next day in Puerto Nuevo, Mexico, eating lobster tails and drinking beer? That's my man for you.

Dinner was amazing of course, filet mignon, asparagus, baked potatoes, crab cakes, wine (lots of wine!). The jacuzzi tub was...fun. Mexico was relaxing and hot and wonderful. It was just...ahhh...I could go for that this weekend.


However, there is one thing you never do in Mexico, at least if you know what's good for you. And no, I'm not talking about drinking the water. As we were in line on the way back, vendors of all kinds were knocking on our window trying to sell us blankets and necklaces and all sorts of crap we didn't need. After a short while, a fruit vendor came by selling mangoes with some sort of spicy shit on it.

Do you know where this is going yet? Adrian thought it would be a great idea to get some mangoes. Me? At that time in my life, I wasn't one to waste calories on fruit (that could be spent on booze, duh!) so I passed, but he gobbled down a whole bag in no time. The funny thing about coming back from Mexico is that it can take anywhere from 30 minutes to four hours just to get through the line.

So there we sat for about an hour and I'm watching Adrian start to squirm...looking very uncomfortable. Finally, we scooted across the border and he hightailed to the nearest place for to "go to the bathroom" aka run as fast as possible to the pot without shitting your pants. I couldn't help by die of laughter as he got back in the car acting super awkward because he wasn't comfortable with me knowing that he pooped. Funny how now he would poop with the door open if I would let him...

Just thinking about that whole weekend makes me giggle out loud. It was fun. It was us.

This year, we are relaxing, making mini pizzas for the boys, eating sushi and stuffing our faces with cream cheese frosted brownies. It's going to be wild. I'm even going to head to the gym!I know, I know, crazy, right?

What are you guys up to for Valentine's Day? Do you have any special traditions?

Monday, February 11, 2013

Cereal Box 3-D Letter


I have a tutorial for you guys! I'm pretty sure this is one of my favorite DIY's that I've done recently. I know I'm not the only one who has been seeing the 3-D letter tutorials floating around Pinterest and at one point, I actually saw something with a cereal box!

But of course, I forgot to pin it and couldn't find it again so I just went for it with my own idea.

Here's what you'll need:

-Cereal box
-Paper cups (I used the little disposable coffee cups)
-Packing/duct tape
-Mod Podge
-Scrapbook paper
-Extra plain paper for padding (could use newspaper or any scraps!)


All of the materials that I used, I already had on hand which makes it the best kind of DIY! No spending necessary...

Yes, we love Honey Nut Cheerios! So after we finished the box, I pulled out my trusty old scissors and chopped that box in half.


I used as much of the box space as possible to draw my letter A (the first letter of our last name!) so that it would be as big as possible. I went ahead and copied the same letter onto the other large side of the cereal box.

Next, I cut the cups down until they were the width that I wanted for my letter. I ended up using four cups, which I taped to either side of the cereal box so that the two letter cut outs were now on either side.

I then used tape to line the edges of the letters as shown below - I lined a little, then stuffed a little paper inside to help keep its shape - back and forth, line and stuff as you can see in the next two photos.



Once you have completed the entire outline of the letter, you get to start the fun part - the Mod Podge. I decided to rip my scrapbook paper into strips and then mod podge it to the letter, but you could make it one color.

Finally, let dry and hang!

I love the way it came out. The mod podge made it hard and firm just like one of the cardboard letters you would find at Hobby Lobby or something but it was FREE! Weee love freeee!


Let me know if you try it and how it came out!