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Showing posts with label totally unrelated to anything else. Show all posts

Oct 23, 2013

perfect timing

I am in the midst of piles of essay rewrites and grading deadlines right now.  I spend hours sitting at my desk (or dining room table) reading 11th grade brilliance until my eyes are bleary and my brain is fried.  But every now and then, I get a reprieve from the monotony of grading and the pressure of the deadline.  Today, it took the form of a delivery from the FedEx gods...a Stitch Fix box!

(In case you haven't heard of Stitch Fix, I explained the process and service here.  Basically, it's the most awesome day ever.)

This is my fourth Stitch Fix box.  I kept everything from my last two boxes, and I really should have posted about those because they were amazing.  All I'm doing here is prolonging my break from my work.  Humor me, please. :-)

#1:  Wilam Zig-Zag Print Top by Fiancee

The rest of the world is chevron crazy, and while I like it as much as the next person, I was not impressed by this top at first.  However, I was sold once I put it on.  It's a flattering cut and there's a pleat in the back that makes it hang in a different/interesting  sort of way.  Keeping it!

#2:  Haddon Print Tab-Sleeve Blouse by Under Skies

I immediately loved this top.  The center front seam is sewn to the outside, which reminds me a whole lot of one of  Liesl Gibson's newest patterns, the Weekend Getaway Blouse.  Keeping it!

#3:  Schuyler Short Sleeve Open Cardigan by Fiancee

This sweater is so cozy and soft that I couldn't possibly send it back.  Navy is an added bonus.  Keeping it!

#4:  Ivana Colorblock Belted Dress by 41Hawthorn

I knew this one wasn't going to be a keeper before I tried it on.  I'm not crazy about the color combination, which is strange because I wear a ton of gray and purple.  It fit pretty well, but I just didn't love it and I knew I wouldn't wear it if I did keep it.

#5:  Alivia Ankle Length Pants by Margaret M.

I was so excited when I saw that there would be pants in my box, and my joy multiplied exponentially when I opened my box and saw that they were red.  Unfortunately, they are a size too big.  I almost cried because I don't have very many pairs of pants that fit right now, and I haven't tackled sewing my own pants yet.  I guess it's about time that I order up the Clover and Thurlow patterns.

(In the spirit of full disclosure, if you sign up and order a fix using one of the Stitch Fix links in this post, I'll receive a $25 credit.  Yay!  Honestly, I would encourage everyone to try this service because I love it whether I get a referral credit or not.)

Jul 1, 2013


(Before I start discussing any sort of feeling accomplished, let me preface this business by saying that we have to pay full price for daycare over the summer to hold our spots for the school year.  So, the kids still go to school two or three days a week.  Today was one of those days.  Just want to be honest here--I have no idea how I would get any of this done with my kids running around.)

One of my big goals for the summer is to clean out all of the closets in my house.  Fortunately, we only have five closets.  Unfortunately, we only have five closets.  We live in an adorable little house, with "little" being the operative word in this situation.  Basically, I need to clear out what we don't need, what is no longer useful, and what is old/stained/disgusting, and organize what is left.

Since almost half of my summer break is now gone (*sigh*), I figured I best get started on this project, and the closet in most dire need of attention is my children's.  Please don't judge my ability to mother my children based on the following pictures.

Before:  This is embarrassing on so many levels.  First, that pile of stuff in the closet floor is mostly clothes that my kiddies have outgrown.  Second, the walls of the closet are pink, but the rest of the room is a lovely shade of gray...

There are built-in shelves on one side of the closet that are completely full of crap.  Yes, it's really just crap, as evidenced by Cara's cast on the middle shelf.

A mess of this magnitude intimidates me, but it had to go.  It took me over an hour to figure out how to approach the sorting-of-the-clothing.  In the end, I just pulled it all out to the middle of the floor.

Obviously, that was a brilliant idea.

I will spare you the gritty details.  I am not a great organizer by any stretch, but I am an incredible purger.  I have very little emotional attachment to things that are not currently useful, so I now have four garbage bags full of clothes for Goodwill, three that will find homes with friends, and thirty items washed, ironed, and hung for consignment.  The feeling of accomplishment is indescribable.

After! (Still pink, but look!  There's the floor!)

for the sake of comparison

Lest you think cleaning out a closet was all I did today, let me show you a little baking.

or just a little baking mess

I rarely bake because I am really bad at measuring precisely.  However, I was feeling a little bit domestic goddess today, so I decided to make Skinnytaste's Roasted Strawberry Banana Bread.  It is easy, and it is delish.  

best cleaning-out-the-closet reward ever

May 21, 2013


Blogging is such a strange thing.  I frequently ask myself lately why I continue to share these bits and pieces in such a public forum.  I have a pretty limited audience here, so there's not really any pressure to deliver, and to be perfectly honest, I don't have a lot of free time to spend here.  When I find myself with a few spare minutes, I can usually fill them up pretty easily with something that needs to be cooked or folded or put away, with little people who want more kisses or candy, with sewing projects, with a few more episodes of Sons of Anarchy (oh my goodness, we are almost done with season 5!).  What is it about blogging that keeps me (and the thousands of other people who maintain blogs) coming back?

I think it is human nature to want to document this experience of life.  Before there was the internet, there were letters and memoirs and journals and diaries.  We have always done this; technology has just given us a new way to capture this moment and the next.  I started keeping a diary in 4th grade, and I guarded it fiercely under lock and key.  I'm sure there are boxes of my old journals and notebooks in my mom's attic, and dear Lord, I hope she never decides to go looking for the self-centered musings of that 16-year-old girl. I doubt I will ever want to share those with anyone.  I think writing is a way of processing for me, as if capturing my thoughts helps them become real and organized and objective.  I have often used this blog as a way to process my experience, especially when I was a new mom.  I guess in the grand scheme of things, I am still a new-ish mom, but it doesn't feel so scary and unknown anymore.

For some reason, I feel a little more closed off and hesitant to share those personal stories lately.  It's not that Colin is any less adorable than Cara was at 14 months or that I love him any less.  Cara's uniquely three-and-a-half-year-old perception of the world astounds me and makes me laugh on an almost daily basis, but I feel sort of stuck when I think about writing up their experiences.  I am still getting to know their developing personalities and preferences, and right now, I don't feel right boxing them in with a blog post.  I miss the experience of writing those posts and rereading them months later.  I can relive Cara's toddler-hood and Colin's baby-hood to a certain extent, and I hope that they will enjoy doing the same when they are a bit older.  Maybe being here less frequently over the past several months has made me a little timid.

But there's something else.  I have become a lot more conscious of my internet and social media consumption recently, not because I think I overdo it, but because I see how controlled my high school students are by it.  I'm not that far removed from this generation of teenagers, but they are dealing with a significantly different world than the one I grew up in.  There are some who are literally unable to go for an entire 90 minute class without checking their phones for whatever social media is lighting up their screens with alerts.  I know this is the new way of passing notes, and I can't act like I didn't do my fair share of that in high school, but there is a problem when a student asks me to hold on because he's got to "catch this tweet" before he can show me the thesis statement he was supposed to be working on.  I never want to allow any social media to come before or in place of real life.  I think observing the way my students use technology and the internet has made me want to back away a bit.

However, I'm not going anywhere.  The internet, social media, blogs, none of these are going anywhere either.  This beast is not one to be ignored, and there is so much good to be found here and there.  I hope that a little extra time and little less stress during the summer may loosen up my writing voice.  I love documenting my sewing projects and posting pictures, but I miss working through an experience through writing.  All things in moderation though, right?

Feb 8, 2013

thoughts on the IKEA effect (and why I might owe my husband an apology)

A few mornings ago, I heard a story on NPR that caught my attention more than usual and has been circulating through my brain ever since.  A couple of marketing professors from Duke and Harvard have studied what they call "the IKEA effect."  The basic premise is that people will love something they work really hard on.  If you put the IKEA table together, you will love it more than a table you bought pre-assembled, even if your table is crooked and shaky.  I chuckled to myself as I listened to this story because....duh.  Of course we take more pride in a product that we worked really hard to complete!  Of course we love something more if we made it with our own two hands!

The most obvious application for me here is my sewing.  I'm sure this is why many people pick up sewing and never put it back down.  I definitely experience a sort of high when I finish a dress for Cara.  A bit of that high reemerges every time I see her wearing that dress too.  I should be forgiven for making her wear some of those outfits and dresses from the beginning of my sewing journey...blame it on the IKEA effect.  I guess this also explains why I actually wore that god awful purple renfrew a few times before I admitted defeat.

When I dug a little deeper, I realized that the IKEA effect accounts for why took up sewing when Cara was about 15 months old.  My mom sewed for me all throughout my childhood, and she taught me enough basic skills that I could have started sewing for myself well before I had children.  So why didn't I?  According to this (*ahem*) "psychological phenomenon," people are more vulnerable to the IKEA effect when they are feeling unsuccessful or incompetent, and let's be honest: what parent of a toddler doesn't feel incompetent sometimes?

I have to admit that this concept seems to make sense in many other areas, but the more application I find for it, the more I question my own reality.  Obviously, I think my children are sweet and adorable, but is that only because I made them?  You know, in my womb?  Does the rest of the world disagree with me?

(Before you answer that, watch this video.

Obviously not the IKEA effect.  That's what I thought.)

I think this is all by design.  Children need their parents to think they are more awesome than the rest of the world because being a parent is really, really hard.  And if we parents are putting in some serious labor (see what I did there?), then we have earned the right to be just a bit delusional.  And it's probably better for our kids for us to think they are the cutest little people on the planet.

However, there are times when the IKEA effect can be detrimental.  For example, there has been an underlying tension in my home lately that surfaces right around dinner time.  I cook dinner almost every night, and lately, I have a strong sense that my husband does not like my cooking.  He eats it, but he also douses it in salt, cajun seasoning, or ranch dressing.  I am eating the same meals, and I do not find the extra seasoning necessary; I like my food.  For a while, I would ask PJ what he thought about dinner and then get all huffy and defensive when his reviews were less than glowing, and then I just quit asking all together.  Honestly, I didn't understand why he didn't like my food until now: it's the IKEA effect.  I cooked it, I endured the screaming baby between my legs while I sauteed onions, I slaved over the hot stove with a glass of wine, and   so of course I like it even if it really does taste like soggy cardboard.

PJ, I am sorry for making you eat crappy dinners and then pouting when you said they were just okay.  And to the IKEA effect, thank you for saving my marriage.

Jan 1, 2013

2012 in review

Happy New Year!  To ring in 2013, I thought I would compile a list of my favorite post (or posts in some cases--I couldn't pick!) from each month of 2012.

January:  Celebrations

February:  Random News

March:  Colin Gray Cooper {a birth story} and Life with Colin at 10 Days

April:  grrr baby sleep (and why I'm never going to lose those last 10 pounds)

May:  the paperdoll dress

June:  meringue  (by far the most viewed post on the blog, thanks to Coletterie)

July:  truffle and toddler no more

August:  over the hump

September:  my big girl goes to gymnastics

October:  on slowing down

November:  30 days of gratitude--sweet friends

December:  the same but different

Dec 28, 2012

in syndication

One of my posts has been syndicated on BlogHer!  If you have a minute, you can check it out here.  Thanks, BlogHer!

(Ed: broken link fixed!  Hooray!)

Jul 27, 2012

insta-Friday + a few links

(In all honesty, not all these pics made it to my IG, so I guess I should call this a Camera Roll dump.)

This man is such an amazing daddy.  Watching moments like these does my heart good.

On this particular evening, the paci and a glass of red wine saved dinner.

This girl with her wild, crazy hair.

Bless Colin's heart in this pink exersaucer!  My mom has this one at her house, and Colin LOVED it.  He felt like a big boy.

It's a Cara under a table!

We've started homemade purees with the baby boy.  For the first few days, his reaction to seeing the spoon was to suck in his bottom lip.  He's gradually warming up to the idea.  No pressure, little dude.

My big girl in her birthday bubble dress.  Cutie. Pie.

And a few links I've been loving this week:
  • My Meringue skirt was featured on Coletterie on Monday!  I am so incredibly flattered, especially because I still feel like such a sewing beginner.  Thank you, Sarai and Colette Patterns!
  • This recipe will be on my dinner table next week.  We love quinoa and peppers around here.
  • I am IN LOVE with this cute set of measuring cups!  I'm sure I know a certain sister who could paint a one-of-a-kind set for a Christmas present...
  • I should really frame this print in the shared nursery.  This sums up my parenting philosophy perfectly.
  • My friend Courtney posted everything she does in a day with her toddler son and her newborn daughter.  I can completely relate, but it makes me exhausted to read it.
  • DIY batik skirt--I love this look!
  • My Pastille dress inspiration!  I'm so very intimidated by this pattern, which is the next dress I intend to sew for myself (but first Cara's getting a first-day-of-school outfit), but this dress makes me want to spend the time to fit my Pastille perfectly.

May 29, 2012

all those letters

At the end of 9th grade, two of my best friends moved away.  I was close enough to one of them that I wrote her a letter almost every day of 10th grade.  She became my journal, and occasionally, she wrote me back.  And now she has a beautiful song and a beautiful video.  Enjoy.

Apr 18, 2012


Reading:  Pride and Prejudice and Zombies...I know.  Where did my love for dark fantasy fiction begin?  I used to be a die hard Sparks, Picoult, Grisham reader, but these days, I'm craving fantasy.  What's even better is that I read Pride and Prejudice fairly recently, so I remember the style and humor of the original quite well.  Makes the zombie version even funnier.  I'm also a big fan of nonfiction these days; I just finished A Night to Remember, which is the story of the sinking of the Titanic.  It was an Amazon Daily Deal for the  Kindle, and I went through a Titanic obsession phase back in the day.  Definitely worth $1.99.

Watching:  stupid daytime talk shows.  I spend so much time on my couch nursing and holding Colin while he sleeps that I now have a talk show for almost every hour of the day between 10 AM and 3 PM.  How sad.  However, I like The Talk better than The View.

Working On:  a new dress for Cara.  My mom brought me the cutest pink paper doll fabric that she found in her stash, and I have been debating over the style of dress that would suit it best.  After I got a good look at the size and shape of the piece of fabric, I decided to make another Tea Party Dress.  I started cutting it out yesterday, but my moments to myself are brief right now, so this project will probably take me a while.

Thinking About:  how I am going to manage getting to school on time with two babies.  When Cara was an infant, I was up pumping at 5 every morning and I spent almost every break at work pumping, and the thought of going back to that schedule makes me feel like throwing myself a pity party.  It was a pretty exhausting schedule to keep, so I'm brainstorming ways to make things easier when I go back to work.  I'm open to any and all suggestions.

Anticipating:  the day Colin figures out what his eating/sleeping schedule is going to be.  Things are sooo up-in-the-air hit-or-miss right now, and it's driving me bonkers.  Some days we have three hour naps and some days we have 15 minute naps.  Sometimes he can go 3 or 4 hours between feedings and sometimes it's an hour between.  He's only four weeks old, so I'm not really expecting a definite schedule for a few months, but Cara is so predictable these days that I had gotten a bit spoiled.

Listening To:  NPR or the white noise app on our iphones.  White noise is like baby sleep magic at night.

Eating:  delicious meals that our ABF at church has been bringing over.  Seriously, I have not had to cook since Colin was born four weeks ago.  I can't tell you what a blessing these folks have been to us, not to mention that they are some darn good cooks.

Wishing:  for 8 hours of uninterrupted sleep.  I know it's not going to happen right now, but a girl can wish, right? :-)

PS--I totally stole the idea for this post from Danielle.

Feb 3, 2012

random news

  • The level of foot swelling around these parts is borderline ridiculous.  My TOMS are pretty much the last pair of comfortable shoes that I have.  *sigh*
  • I met up with my two favorite girlfriends for dinner last night.  It had been a few weeks since our last girls' dinner, and they LAUGHED AT ME when they saw me.  Yes, my belly is that huge.
  • Cara has started pooping in the potty! (cue celebration music)  Is that TMI?  If you have ever potty-trained a child, then you know what a huge victory this is.  Huge.  Huge.
  • One of the moms at Cara's school handed her a birthday party invitation in an envelope today, and Cara said, "look, Mom!  It's my email!" 
  • We scored five hardback Dr. Suess books at TJ Maxx the other night.  I never realized exactly how hard it is to read Fox in Socks at any kind of normal speed.
  • Cara and I got have some quality girl time while Daddy was at Bible study one night this week.  We watched Sleeping Beauty in our jammies snuggled up under a fuzzy blanket.  Every now and then, she would look up and say "I a snuggly bear, Mom." 
  • Baby boy's name is set.  We told Cara our top three names, and she picked Colin.  So, Colin Gray Cooper it is.  So perfect.

May 6, 2011


My friend Kimberly made these two highly entertaining and relatable lists of things she digs and things she finds overrated, and I'm totally copying her today.

Things I Think Are Awesome:

1)  The chop.  I have had not one moment of haircut regret.  I am so glad that I let those 5 or 6 inches go, especially when my hair is not getting caught under the shoulder strap on my purse or in the back of a chair, when I do the end-of-the-work-day-fingers-through-the-hair and there are no tangles, when the wind blows and everything falls right back into place, but especially, especially when it takes me way less time to get ready in the mornings.  Woo-Hoo!

2)  Three weeks left of school!!! (!!!!!!!!!!)

3)  Anna's Runaround Bag Pattern (more on that later)

4)  My denim jacket.  I want to wear it every day.

5)  The Girl with the Dragon Tattoo.  I started this one a few months ago and put it down because it didn't hook me at all.  I tried it again last week, and it got me.  I don't know what changed.  So weird.

6)  Son of a Peach and a little free therapy with my favorite new mommy and old bff (she's not old, but we go back a few years...M, it's getting close to NINE years I think...)

Things I Think Are Overrated:

1)  Tanning.  I used to soak up the sun like a sponge, but here it is already May and I have been out in the sun for the purpose of baking myself for only one hour.  My skin got all itchy, and I decided that I probably won't put a lot of work into my tan this year.  I got a little bronzer, and I think that will be sufficient.  I feel like I just have other things I need to do besides speed up the aging process.  Although, when we head to Florida for a week in June, I have every intention of playing in the sun the entire time.

2)  Cable TV.  We cut off our cable about a month ago, and I haven't missed it even once.  Cara watches The Cat in the Hat on PBS while I cook dinner, but that's about all the TV I'm interested in.  PJ and I like to watch TV shows on DVD (we are working our way through the latest season of Mad Men right now and waiting anxiously for the new season of True Blood to come out), and I like that we can have a little date night on the couch after the child goes to bed.  I thought I would miss Food Network, but I think I replaced it with a few food blogs...

3)  Top 40 pop music.  It's kind of like cable TV.  I realized the other day that I have no idea what songs are popular right now.  I keep the radio tuned to NPR and the Christian radio station because Cara repeats way too much of what she hears.  The last thing I want is for her to go to school singing something about grinding that booty on me...not cool.

May 3, 2011

so I got bored

with my hair.  If you haven't seen me lately (or haven't looked at my blog header lately), my hair has been medium longish for at least three or four years.  I've added bangs or more layers, but nothing very drastic.  All it takes is one really bad haircut to make a girl shy away from a dramatic change.  (I don't really want to talk about it cause it was *that* bad.)  But, my haircut lady and I have been going strong for over a year, and she has never once done me wrong (even when I showed up 45 minutes late), so I felt like it was time to throw off the weight of my hair and embrace leaning back in chair with no hair pull-age.

And so we have this, which seems very drastic to me but probably not so much to the rest of the world.  I love it regardless of how drastic the world thinks it is.

Of course, my husband pouted when I told him I was going for the chop.  If it was up to him, I would have a long, Amish braid (no offense to the Amish, but I'm not Amish), but when I came home, he was kind and complimentary.

The best part was taking the pictures.  Seriously, I am a terrible subject, and PJ could only laugh and tell me to just stop talking! 

Apparently, that's hard for me.

It's also hard for me to take any kind of decent picture.  Here's the best we got:

Just kidding.  Sort of.

Mar 10, 2011

the (shopping) itch

When the seasons change, I get the urge to shop BAD.  My part time job in high school and college was always in retail, and I picked up some bad habits, the kind that help me justify buying an entire outfit instead of just one new piece.  I'm quite certain that my subscription to InStyle and my new obsession with Kendi Everyday  and What I Wore are only adding fuel to the fire. 

Back in the days before daycare, diapers, organic groceries, and the recession, when I got the urge to shop, I would.  It was so much easier to enjoy the experience of shopping, of looking, dreaming, touching, and trying on before I had a toddler in tow.  Now, I do most of my shopping online because taking Cara to a mall, or to pretty much any store for that matter, is a task I am not willing to undertake most days.   She hasn't developed an appreciation for shopping yet anyway, so online shopping definitely has its perks.  There is nothing better than a package sitting on the porch.  However, the experience of shopping online is very, very different.  The aesthetic aspect is pretty much gone, and it's easy to lose track of the value of money when you are not holding the garment in your hands. 

These days,  I have (mostly) limited myself to shopping at the change of the weather and only adding a few new pieces each go around, but I feel like I should really try a little harder to work with what I already have.  It seems wasteful not to, especially when there are more worthwhile things we could spend our money on.  So, last night, I cleaned out my closet and did the seasonal clothing swap.  I love the fresh start of rearranging my closet anyway, but I really dug into all the nooks and crannies, and this time, I found a gem.  This pink scarf was tucked away in the back of a drawer, and I honestly have no idea where it came from or when I acquired it.  But it seemed just perfect  for perking up a dreary day.

Mar 2, 2011

good bye winter

I am done with winter.  March begins Spring in my book, especially when it's been above 60 degrees for at least a week.  All qualifications were met today, so I busted out my legs.

and my flat feet.  Don't judge me.

Aren't those awesome pink flats?  And I got that skirt for $4 at Old Navy.  Okay, fine.  Here's my whole outfit.

shirt: Old Navy; skirt:  Target; shoes: DSW

I realize that this outfit would look better with heels; in fact, I have some grey heels I was DYING to wear, but I am a teacher.  I cannot possibly wear heels while also revealing my knees.  Scandalous!

Getting my husband to take pictures of me this morning was totally awkward through no fault of his.  I am not the best in front of the camera, and I never really like pictures of myself after it's all said and done.  But really, I think it's because I pick out my flaws and convince myself that those imperfections are the only thing that everyone else will notice.  Being a woman is a lot of work, and sometimes it feels like we are supposed to look and be perfect all the time; thank goodness my head knows that is a sneaky lie, even though my heart struggles to toss it out.

Jan 4, 2011


I forgot my to-go cup of coffee this morning; therefore, the rest of my day was ridiculous.

That's awesome logic, isn't it...

I hate it when I walk out of the door without my coffee.  I have made no secret of my caffeine addiction or my aversion to mornings (see here), so forgetting my extra fix becomes a tragedy.  I spent all day, not just the morning hours but all freaking day,  lost in a fog or sitting on a cloud or wrapped in plastic wrap or something.  I cannot concentrate on anything.  Which makes for a frustrating, unproductive day.  I can't remember things, so I repeat myself, and I need questions rephrased, but I forget to answer them, but I will find the answer, and then my mind wanders, and I have to google that, so I click on that link, and then, oh yeah, I was supposed to be grading vocabulary quizzes.

I believe a shortage of caffeine causes ADD, no?

Nov 24, 2010

count your blessings--30 days of gratitude--day 23

I am so thankful that Jennifer Grey won Dancing with the Stars because
no one puts Baby in the corner.

(yes...I had to go there.)

Nov 9, 2010

count your blessings--30 days of gratitude--day 9

I am thankful for NPR for introducing me to this most awesome website.  Don't be a foppotee; check it out.  I promise it won't be a tristifical experience.

Oct 31, 2010

fall fashion--going to church edition

So here we are on the final day of fall fashion week.  On the one hand, I am sad to see it go.  I have enjoyed glimpses into the outfits and lives of the lovely ladies who have participated, and I have added several new blogs to my reading list.  On the other hand, I am so tired of taking pictures of myself...but here are the last few for a while! :-)
top and pants: Banana Republic outlet
shoes: several years old
The necklace is a special one.  My husband gave it to me for my birthday when I was pregnant.  Cara's due date was June 30, and I was absolutely certain that she was going to come early, so I asked for a pearl something since June's birthstone is a pearl.  And I received this lovely:

However, Cara didn't make her appearance until July 8...and the July birthstone is a garnet.  I still love the necklace.

Cara looked extra precious for church this morning:

black t-shirt, shoes, and tights: Target
hairbow and dress:  jessica originals
That is such a school picture smile.
This dress is made of the same fabrics I used to make these pants, and I followed the same pattern as dress #3, but this dress has a ruffle at the bottom instead of a band and, obviously, no sleeves.  Finishing the armholes was scary and difficult though.  Don't look at them too closely...  Even though it's not perfect (and I don't think anything I make myself will ever be perfect), I think this is the cutest dress I have made so far.

on a completely different note:

I don't know if anyone has really noticed, but I have been on a complaining binge lately (as evidenced by this, this, and this).  I have been getting on my own nerves with all of this whining, so I have decided that the month of November will be 30 Days of Gratitude.  Sounds a little hokey with Thanksgiving and all that, but it is by divine design that our holidays and seasons of celebration fall this way.  We have the season of Thanksgiving so that we can stop and appreciate the little (or big) things of this world that we are blessed with, and then we have Christmas to stop and appreciate the VERY BIG thing NOT OF THIS WORLD that we are blessed with.  I can't think of better way to prepare my heart for that than to stop and be thankful for something every day of November.

I hope that some of my blog friends (new this week and ones who have been reading all along) will share things they are thankful for or perhaps write their own 30 Day of Gratitude and post links in the comments.  I would love to read about the blessings in other people's lives, and I am really looking forward to my own intentional attitude adjustment.

Oct 29, 2010

fall fashion--casual friday edition

Actually, I don't have casual Fridays, which makes me a little sad because I think I could put together some cute, teacher-appropriate outfits with jeans.  However, cords are the next best thing to jeans, and this pair is awesome.  Comfy, stretchy, fall-ish, slightly less casual than jeans, basically everything cords are supposed to be.

jacket: Ann Taylor Loft outlet
yellow t-shirt: Target
black cords: Target
scarf: Old Navy
shoes: Dr. Scholls from DSW (again)
I love how there are baby toys scattered all over the place in this picture.  True life, Cooper-style.
flower earrings: Page Six

Thank goodness it has finally started feeling a little like fall.  I started out my fashion posts on Wednesday in an almost sleeveless shirt, and now here I am in a jacket and scarf.  Maybe we are finally done with 80 degrees.

CaraBear has a pumpkin party at school today, so she dressed for the occasion:

t-shirt and leggings: Old Navy
Hi, Gorgeous!  (I tried to tame those waves a little this morning.)
That's her "no more pictures please" smile.
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