DIY Faux Wall

Jackson has officially been evicted from his crib in my bedroom. On account of him being one and a half years old, that is. He still resides in his four wall fortress AKA his crib, but he has been moved upstairs! For whatever reason (the biggest of which being laziness), I stuck him in the loft. It’s a really large room and its very underutilized. That is until now, my friends!

I decided I wanted to create some sort of partition, or wall to keep his crib out of site, and to give him a space more truly his. I researched all kinds of methods to hang curtains from a ceiling and letsbehonesthere, they all seemed WAY to complicated for a novice like me. So, much like his half assed move upstairs, I took as many shortcuts as possible, because lazy. I only did one wall, but you could easily double the supplies and create two, to create a “room”. All you need is a power drill, 3 eye hooks, galvanized steel wire, and drapery clips!(they have a little claw clip, suspended on a half loop thing). I drilled 3 holes in the ceiling and installed the eye hooks, in a straight line. I tied the wire securely through one of the end eye hooks, then pulled it as taut as humanly possible to the middle eye hook and tied it there. Oh, you’ll need wire cutters too. Then I tied another piece of wire to that middle eye hook and then brought it through the eye hook on the other end, repeating the previous process. Then I attached the clips to the curtains, and hung them on the wire! Voila!! I also attached a curtain thingy(can’t remember the name) to the wall so I could pull aside one of the panels when I choose.

So there you have it! Jackie’s Corner!

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Summer Mornings

A few weeks ago I had the privilege of a three day weekend. That meant a lot of things but one of the most important was that I got to hangout with my sweet Janie while her big sister and brother got on the school bus. The weather was perfect, as this entire August has been.

Pillow Talk

One of the hardest things I’ve ever had to do was leave my bed this morning. I mean really, just look at it.

First world problem, I know. Saturday night involved a bit to many drinks and turns out, the closer you get to 30 the harder it is to hang. I seriously spent all day Sunday sweating. Gross. Anyways, I’m tired, and have been working, and being a mom, and I’ve abandoned this blog. Sometime soon I’ll be getting on the gym bandwagon and that will give me something new to write about because right now everything is just sort of redundant.

Vacation

I spent all weekend chasing my kids around a kiddie pool

 

And soaking up time with family

And capturing as many smiles as possible

 And I want to go back now

Amy’s Baking Company

I believe the pictures in this post will do most of the talking for me, but I have to tell you guys about my recent experience at Amy’s Baking Company. Michelle and I didn’t know where we wanted to have lunch so we drove around for a bit and then once I remembered we were super close the the Kitchen Nightmare’s restaurant, we decided it needed to be checked out. When we pulled into the parking lot, we immediately whipped out our phones as if we had arrived at some sort of tourist attraction(the circus, perhaps).

Samy greeted us as the host(he was also our waiter, and the bus boy…actually, he was the only person in the front of the house). He was extremely accomodating, a little bossy..but not in a rude way. It was more in a “I have to make sure you are not let down, do as I say so you will be pleased” manner. Either way, he was very endearing and seemed to genuinely care about our experience. Michelle and I decided we wanted to try a few different things so we started off with House Salads, tossed with cherry tomatoes and a lemon dill salad dressing that was absolutely PERFECT and refreshing.

The salad was bright, cool, and also I might add, HUGE. It would be a perfect entry if you added a protien. We also ordered the hummus, which we were practically licking out of the bowl when Samy came back with our Pizza.

The Pizza was the item we were most nervous about. If you’ve seen the Kitchen Nightmare’s episode on ABC then you will remember it was soggy, under cooked, and an utter disapointment. We chose the Pear, Fig, Procuitto pizza, and when Samy set it down, we could tell it was cooked to perfection. It was absolutely beautiful and we couldn’t praise it enough.

All of the flavors blended together in perfect harmony, and although we were so full, we could not.stop.eating. Samy was a bit taken back by the fact that these two small girls were NOT indeed ready for the bill like he had imagined we would be, but were ready to head inside to inspect the dessert case. Amy’s desserts are impeccable. She likes sparkly things, and there is edible shimmer lust on about three quarters of the options, but we were just on cloud nine from our delicious lunch that the sparkly treats seemed fine.

We picked a chocolate truffle type cake (I regret that I can not remember what it was called). You know those small chocolate truffle balls?? This was like one of those, but the size and shape of a slice of cake. It was literally only possible to eat like, two bites MAX, but I’m not complaining! When we were all done and paid(and tipped..sorry, couldn’t help myself) Samy, he walked us back inside and went to get Amy from the kitchen to introduce us. She was SO pleasant, and thanked us for coming in expressed her gratification at our kind words. Also, SHE IS GORGEOUS. I don’t know how somebody can work in a hot kitchen for hours on end and walk out looking FLAWLESS. Anyways, this was long and disorganzied but if you made it all the way through, my suggestion is to go give Amy’s Baking Company a shot. Michelle and I can’t help but feel as though the show was totally fake. We left questioning everything we thought we knew, about everything.

Room Envy {MAJOR}

I mean…

Boho Chic by Zuniga Interiors

Letter To Lillian

Dear Lilly,

I’ve said it once and I’ll say it a million more times this weekend, but I CAN NOT believe that you are F O U R years old! You were a delightful two year old, but I can’t say I’m sad to kiss your third year goodbye. You are full of sass, you even said the word ass(once)!

You are a pint sized fashionista, you love to sing and dance, and I wouldn’t have you any other way. Thank you for bringing so much fun into our lives. We love your BIG personality. Again, I can’t believe you are four!

A Post Without Pictures {You’re Welcome}

Have you ever had a moment with your child, when they do something that inflicts SO MUCH FUCKING PAIN to you that you your vision goes white and have to grasp a wad of whatever is closest to you in order to prevent your hands from flailing involuntarily in their direction?

…yeah, that happened.

I mean sure, with an{almost} four year old, and a one year old, it has definitely happened more than once. When my oldest was about 2, she was sitting in my lap and moved her head backwards into my nose at such a high level of velocity that I was sure It’d been flattened. All I remember is hearing a loud CRACK, then seeing white. No blood that time though. Since she never inflicted an injury that required a tourniquet, her little brother must have been plotting his “one-up” on her.

The three of us, sitting on my bed as we often do when Jackson wakes up from his nap. Laughing and cuddling and talking about dreams. An empty cup on my nightstand. A baby brother just itching to one-up his sister. He grabbed it. He chucked it. It bounced off Lilly’s head. Then straight into my mouth. A fat. Bloody. Lip.

Touche, little dude. Touche.

The Haps’

Sorry I haven’t been blogging much. It wasn’t for lack of free time. Nearly three months ago I got fired for the first time. Didn’t see that coming, but I decided to make the best of it, and soak up as much time with my kids, and do things that make me happy. The good news (or maybe it’s sort of sad) is that I just landed a new job! I am so grateful that I was able to make it through what started out as the scariest time of my life. Thanks to friends who let me work odd jobs, and to family for their endless belief in me.

Here is what I’ve been up to:

The struggle is real, my friends.

Got a new car!

Cartoon watching

Donuts, Obvi…

Loungin’ whenever, wherever.

Pool parties.