tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47985835412604686422024-03-12T21:22:32.566-07:00NatScraps6Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.comBlogger249125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-29683801486037451662013-11-21T06:09:00.000-08:002013-11-21T06:09:37.639-08:00Getting crafty. I recently spent a long weekend with some scrap book buddies of mine. We rented a condo in park city, hung out in pj's and glued to our hearts content.<br />
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It's very productive. </div>
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Here's some things I made. </div>
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Paper tree. </div>
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Mini album</div>
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Lots of memory filled pages, like this one of me with dark hair and cheekbones. </div>
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These cute storage jars </div>
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And this resin necklace. </div>
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Plus I got home, all creative and made this for Asha's room. </div>
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She has this extremely delicate collection of fairies from my mum that needed a home, with room to grow and to be out of reach. I think this works. </div>
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So have you gotten your glue on lately? </div>
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-12328467914586561762013-11-20T10:34:00.001-08:002013-11-20T10:34:11.790-08:00What kind of day are you having? Some days I want to wear heels.<br />
Some days I want to stay in bed.<br />
Some days I want to do both.<br />
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Not so naked any more.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-21580104015280304622013-11-08T10:47:00.002-08:002013-11-08T10:47:48.342-08:00Naked Every year I rebel a little when I start seeing orange leaves and scarecrows in the store. I proclaim loudly, that just because kids are back in school, does not mean it is autumn, it's still 90 degree's outside and I believe it is still summer.<br />
Then all of a sudden I wake up energetically, with the urge to pull out my Halloween stuff and it is officially holiday season.<br />
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I put away the turquoise and bring out the orange. </div>
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We dress up and have fun. </div>
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Then I put everything away and think how naked my house looks. </div>
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I never know what to do since there's only 3 weeks until thanksgiving, then it all changes again. I have a hard time spending time and money on such a quick change. </div>
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-25295127117024389372013-11-07T08:52:00.000-08:002013-11-07T08:52:30.435-08:00It starts young. <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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So this is no Shocker but I'm in need of loosing a few pounds or 20. I wish I could blame a knee injury for the gain but alas, it's pretty much nachos and macdonalds fries which accompanied with a knee injury, add up to the peak of my weight gain /loss cycle. I joked with someone that I need to loose 20lb quickly so I can get on with gaining it again.<br />
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No joke, I have photos to prove that this has been my life for 10 plus years and I wonder when it will actually stick. Probably not as long as French fries are still legal.<br />
Anyway the motivation for my latest effort is that I have no clothes that fit and everything I try on in my current size, which incidentally is not even into the plus size section, is just not cute or flattering.<br />
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This is my gripe. Regardless of size 2 or 20, why do we need perfectly smooth skin under our pants in order for the bumps not to show through? Why must all shirts and blouses cling right on the soft part under our arms to create a fold? Why are jeans even made with enormous back pockets?I know someone created spanks just for this reason but it feels like you are suffocating in them.<br />
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The fact is, I'm pretty healthy and active and my bmi is in the healthy range but my 2 buckets full of clothes that don't fit tell me I need to get serious.<br />
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It's not just me. I took my little girl shopping for some colorful skinny jeans. She could not fit in a single pair in the girls department. We tried the boys and had to go to a size 18. Size freakin 18 year old boys! They were a foot too long but fit in the waist.<br />
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Seriously friends, is this a good message to send this 12 year old girl? Does she look unhealthy to you? She is not, she is active and eats really well plus a normal amount of snacks or treats yet she is oversized for anything age appropriate. </div>
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It's a sad fact. We are going to be unable to, easily find fun clothes that flatter us, unless we are prepared to make diet and exercise our priority or are a tiny size unhealthy. </div>
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That is my rant. Now I will choke down my egg whites. </div>
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-60436777648703438872013-09-11T19:04:00.000-07:002013-09-11T19:04:17.368-07:00Wordless Wednesday <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-83781459237154259332013-08-10T07:00:00.001-07:002013-08-10T07:01:02.591-07:00Mobile <p dir="ltr">I just figured out I could blog from my phone! Since half my time is spent away from my desk and all my candid shots are taken with my phone, this seems the perfect place to blog from. In case you were wondering about the inconvenience of typing off a 2 inch typewriter, well I am pretty much a one finger typer anyway so no biggie. <br>
Hmm... Can't figure out how to post pictures. That's boring... </p>
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<p dir="ltr">Oooooo I worked it out by myself, I AM a nerd! Yes! <br>
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and this..<br />
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Oh and some of this..</div>
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But this is only the stuff I had my camera for. The really fun stuff is hidden away in my phone, maybe I'll share that too.</div>
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The fabulous designer, Jackie Hernandez, caught my attention from a different blog, with her use of color in home decorating. She seemed to saturate a room with color without making the room appear trendy or child like. I love that. I am always drawn to the "back to college" sections in the big box cheapy stores but realize decorating entirely with plastic and disposable items is not really an option. On the other hand, I get bored and like to change things around so I don't want to commit large chunks of change to my favorite color of the moment. Jackie seems to make her spaces look like high end design, mixing classic shapes and quility fabrics with fun patterns and accessories.<br />
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Jackie's services are outlined on her blog but basically I filled out a bunch of questions about my needs and style preference, favorite colors to wear and budget then she came back with a mood board, all the sources to purchase the items within my budget, both local and online stores and then ideas for some DIY projects to make the space really personal.<br />
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I am so pleased with the results. You all know I switch things up and have my own unique style but Jackie gave me a fresh set of eyes, some stores I have never considered before and a simple road map that made this make over very painless. ( Driving from store to store around here might be considered a road trip)<br />
So here are some shots of my space.<br />
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These are the before pictures, after I had removed the previous lime green accessories.<br />
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I sent this image of a bunch of roses because it is my very favorite color of right now and my desire for the room was to add some spring and lighten it up. It seemed quite dark.</div>
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I flipped the chair color around, using the coral for the great room and the peacock for the dinning room just because I thought the darker fabric was more practical in the dining room. My kids seem to still use furniture as a napkin.</div>
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The cool end table was on clearance :-) Score! It's something I would have never picked myself but is now one of my favorite things in the room.</div>
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I went with a higher backed, white leather chair than the ones suggested, as they were less expensive but I did love the ones on the board. I picked up these glass bowl vases for a buck fiddy each. I switched the table center piece color because I had switched the chairs, more coral needed and less teal.</div>
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The rug is from Target! It's an indoor/outdoor rug which means I can take it outside and hose if off if it gets too dirty or I could just leave it out there when I'm sick of it :-) I like how much color and light it adds. The fabric on the wall was changed from my original lime green. Plus here's a distant glimpse at my new, custom built by Boyd, concrete mantle. It is so awesome. We have disliked our mantle from day one as it didn't match our home at all and always intended to change it but this gave us the push to get a new one. When I asked Boyd to build me a mantle for my birthday I thought it would be a wood block that he panted but oh no. I will share the details another time.</div>
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-62566830415760613772013-05-08T12:15:00.002-07:002013-05-08T12:15:58.858-07:00My First TimeSpray Painting.<br />
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I keep seeing these colorful home decor projects and my attempts with a spray can had not yet surpassed the rushed cub scout project or a home made pinata. Still, I am optimistic and could not resist the rows of pretty paint colors at Home Depot.<br />
I have 2 chairs that were looking pretty worse for ware, lets face it, 10 winters and summers in Utah, it's pretty amazing anything holds up. I was considering throwing them out but they are actually pretty comfy and we use the extra seats a lot so I decided to give the spray paint a shot.
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Please be assured, lack of trees is being taken care of and shrubs will wait until next year.</div>
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Whilst waiting at the airport for Ronan and Boyd, Asha and I were playing a game of spot the English<br />
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You can tell an English man by his skinny legged suit or his stylish shoes, a female by her spunky hairstyle or classy coat.<br />
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Then last night I noticed another look.<br />
<b>The Utahn.</b><br />
I was watching a guy on the voice from Provo Utah, Ryan Innes, incredible, gave me the goosies you should check it out.<br />
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When the camera snapped his family, excitedly waiting in the wings, I thought HA! you can totally tell they are from Utah.<br />
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There used to be these <b>"you know your from Utah"</b> jokes about green jello and nephews being older than uncles but I have been thinking about an updated version. Some of these I have fallen into myself and will regroup.<br />
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<b> You know she's a Utahn when: </b><br />
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She has a $200 diaper bag but serves hamburger helper for dinner.<br />
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She has several maxi skirts with matching bubble necklace.
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She loves to decorate with chevron or even wear it on a maxi skirt.<br />
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Her handbag doubles as a carrier for her SLR camera she whips out at the park she drove to in her $50,000 minivan that could use a vacuum. Oh now I'm getting specific but I could count more than one of these moments just today.<br />
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She wears an unfinished under shirt under a pretty blouse or flirty sundress.<br />
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<br />Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-80956392949755087872013-04-04T21:39:00.000-07:002013-04-04T21:39:43.471-07:00HolidaysI know I've addressed this before but the whole holiday thing is a little out of wack around here. It seems we jump from one to another and really it is so much less about the actual date or reason of tradition but gifts. Can you see me being all grinchy, GIFTS GIFTS GIFTS.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ3zLeR0c9Y/UV5LuYcPAbI/AAAAAAAAC4A/wAX1BVJJUMU/s1600/the_grinch.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QZ3zLeR0c9Y/UV5LuYcPAbI/AAAAAAAAC4A/wAX1BVJJUMU/s320/the_grinch.jpg" /></a>
I have told my kids every year that there is NO EASTER BUNNY or leprechaun or cupid that decorates, sabotages or breaks into your house to stuff you full of sweets. In fact I traded with them at your birth for the chance to randomly do nice things through out the year by myself, thus surprising them with things like, vacations and craft parties.
So when I do surprise them with things like, heart shaped pizza and pink donuts, they look at me like I'm being weird and unnecessary. Can we ever really win?<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vaNR1llJpIU/UV5NAY7BGvI/AAAAAAAAC4M/FTZ24kNCWdc/s1600/P1030739.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-vaNR1llJpIU/UV5NAY7BGvI/AAAAAAAAC4M/FTZ24kNCWdc/s320/P1030739.JPG" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdz8E7ZQc6I/UV5NAWEvQBI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/dmyzmkARgY0/s1600/P1030741.JPG" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mdz8E7ZQc6I/UV5NAWEvQBI/AAAAAAAAC4Q/dmyzmkARgY0/s320/P1030741.JPG" /></a>
When I am surprised with a fresh Lai to remind me of our "honeymoon" in Maui, I am ecstatic.( They say women are hard to please)
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Then there's St Patricks Day? I don't get it, is everyone in Utah Irish? I certainly wouldn't think so judging by how many people STILL stop and tell me all about their English ancestors. Unless they think it's the same place!
Our Easter consisted of a great Sunny day, Tri-tip Santa Maria Style and of course an egg hunt which apparently, no one is too old for. <a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtVUg8lkFkY/UV5SFJWLztI/AAAAAAAAC4w/KxqTTh5XfI0/s1600/IMG_20130327_202015.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HtVUg8lkFkY/UV5SFJWLztI/AAAAAAAAC4w/KxqTTh5XfI0/s320/IMG_20130327_202015.jpg" /></a>
So now that that is over with, I will enjoy spring for a little while until the next holiday which just happens to be MOTHERS DAY.
Oh I do hope the Mothers Day Fairy comes who cleans your house and brings bacon to your bed and takes you clothes shopping and watches chick flicks with you and..and.. what do you mean, no such thing.
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Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-48067462936222490022013-03-08T10:25:00.000-08:002013-03-08T10:25:11.503-08:00AlfieNo, I'm not talking about this guy,
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Not sure if this was his bath or mine but he was so little in the sink without his fluff that I had to share.
Plus he doesn't sit still long enough for a real picture.
I just get this
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Or this
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But I do love my crazy speedy ball of fluff.
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He's growing so fast.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEdo5B1-XCA/UTi_Hu5RH3I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/64ZU5BIrF6U/s1600/IMG_8466.jpeg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GEdo5B1-XCA/UTi_Hu5RH3I/AAAAAAAAC3Q/64ZU5BIrF6U/s320/IMG_8466.jpeg" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi0Ur5Zjwf0/UTi_RBUMWiI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-1-OqEagvP4/s1600/IMG_20130220_145650.jpg" imageanchor="1" ><img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Qi0Ur5Zjwf0/UTi_RBUMWiI/AAAAAAAAC3Y/-1-OqEagvP4/s320/IMG_20130220_145650.jpg" /></a>
Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-6847122238539122312013-03-07T07:57:00.000-08:002013-03-07T07:57:44.771-08:00Lightn UpI've wanted to make a change in a my bedroom for a little while now. I feel bedding and accessories are just like clothes and jewelry and I love to change them about with the seasons. It's easy to do when all your furnishings are neutral and you have a storage room to put the old stuff in. I find myself rummaging the buckets regularly as I switch things around on holidays, orange works for Halloween, red for Valentines or Christmas, teal for spring and lime green, well it has stayed the course but now that it is packed, may see the light again at Christmas.
I kind of have a thing for stripes and I wanted to send a subliminal message to my husband by adding a pretty Tiffany blue.
So I set too, making some changes.
These are my before pictures. I wanted to get rid of the dark brown and add some accessories.
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I wish I could take cool pictures like the super bloggers but after an attempt at photography, I decided I didn't have the patience to set everything up for a shot, I prefer the "in real life" it looks better version in stead of the "wow, You don't look anything like your extremely well lit, photo shop version of yourself" shot.
So these are my afters:
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I added some drapes, a duvet cover and some cool picture frames that hubby gave me for Christmas, a softer than fluff throw blanket
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I recently vacated the basement of all my hair supplies as Boyd is planning a man room/office there and really only do family hair now :-( sniff sniff. So I got this cool little trolley to keep behind my door.
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A couple of towels and rug in the adjoining bathroom and I am a happy camper.
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I am happy with the results as it really has lightened up the room and the color messaging had it's desired effect and I got this little beauty for Valentines.
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Yes I'm talking about the box, that's all I wanted. I know it's supposed to be what's inside that counts (that was awesome too) but I really just always wanted the little blue box, I AM just that shallow.
My whole room was inspired around this little box which now has its own spot on the shelf.
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and while I was in the mood for lightening up, I lightened my hair. I don't love it yet but it takes a couple of attempts to go from very dark hair to light without needing a wig because it all snapped off.
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I will start with the coolest Mummy Daughter date ever!!! Asha and I went to see the Beebs in concert.
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It was a hot ticket apparently, sold out in minutes way back when but as usual I decided to go last minute, on a whim after watching his awesome movie. I managed to get a couple of tickets off KSL the day before.
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They were limited view since I'm a cheapskate and wasn't about to drop $300 a piece on them but would have to say, we scored. The seats were awesome, not only were we close enough to see everything but we got to sneak peak some backstage stuff going on.
Like this!
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His show was awesome, he's a true performer.
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At one point he went out among the crowd, suspended and sang acoustically.
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He's a dang good little singer but I'd have to say I mostly like his message. He seems to know his crowd are all youngsters and he gave a few touching little speeches about, following your dreams and believing in yourself no matter what. It's a message we all need to hear from someone who literally sang on a street corner and has worked for it everyday since.
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Yep, he made a believer out of me.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-60769018550494849042013-02-01T08:35:00.000-08:002013-02-01T08:35:55.585-08:00This month on Studio 5, is a discussion on "pretenders". The show itself is made up of segments that give ideas and helps for lifestyle subjects. I enjoy it.
I was recently in line at the grocery store and thumbed through a magazine called small storage solutions. It was full of bright colorful, inspirational ideas to help feed my strange love affair with organization. I almost threw it in my basket but with a $10 price tag, thank goodness I noticed, I put it back and felt grateful for all those Blogs out there that give all this inspiration for free. You just need to check out the list to my right for ones I follow. The connection here hit me, it's these same "mommy Blogs" as they have been named, being featured that are also being accused of being "pretenders"
For example:One of my favorite blogs to follow is IHEARTorganizing. Which gives fabulous ideas for things like this playroom.
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I mean we all have little boys who will happily sort their lego by color and put it in the appropriate drawer at the end of a play session right?
Or this beautiful office/craft space in a closet, I mean who doesn't have a closet they could convert for something this lovely.
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The fact is, I can look at these pictures and feel happy and get ideas. I am well aware that the pictures are taken with additional lighting and having been untouched or unused by anyone. I also love that a couple of months later there will be a new picture of the room completely different and I love that the person is using their energy to do something they love and then sharing it. Maybe for some validation or praise and sometimes for their own sanity, to have one space in the home that for one minute, looks beautiful but like I said, I personally have gotten some drive and ideas from someone else's "perfect" room.
The segment has mentioned photos of people made up and dressed cute when in reality, they shower at 3pm and spend most of their lives in sweats and I say, whats wrong with that? Surely I'm not going to post my worst pictures to immortalize my "normal-ness" I like to look at scrapbooks and see happy times and successes and while I have the odd tantrum picture or messy house shot, which I'd share if I could find any of my images (new laptop, grrr)I prefer to focus on the good, positive things and appreciate others for doing the same.
Imagine a facebook feed full of "reality" -My dog just peed on the carpet.-My son is annoying me so much I want to punch him. - here's a picture of what 8 loads of dirty laundry looks like. No. I prefer the happy parts of peoples lives. Real friends already know the real you and would never accuse you of pretending because you only share the good part.
I have seen many "mommy bloggers" who are driven, intelligent, capable women, who choose to, or feel they should, stay home to raise their children and while they watch their bodies fall apart to childbirth and can feel their brain cells withering with the monotony of 24/7 childcare, they maybe channel some of that previous self into a blog. For many it has become a source of income but for most, at least a source of sanity or connection to others in a similar place with similar interests.
I really think if someone feels inadequate or problem-ed, because of someone else's posts, pictures or blog, that there is something else hurting their heart that makes them feel this way. If you actually think the stars wake up looking like that and sweet Jen from IHEARTorganizings playroom really looks like that at a moments notice, then I laugh in your general direction. When we understand our own potential in this life, to become as God is, we have a desire to improve. We can either look at all we don't do or we can decide what small area to try to improve on today and enjoy the process.We celebrate our achievements because we worked for them and feel good and want to forget our failures and short comings, not take pictures of them.
That's my 2 cents. If you think I'm a pretender then you don't know me. I am honest and have never tried to portray a false image of me, I believe it to be one of my best qualities that I am real. If you think my life appears perfect and I am awesome because of this blog then we are likely not friends but feel free to continue that belief because my life and myself are pretty awesome :-)
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You know your not 'from" Utah when you still take every opportunity to see a Prophet of God speak in the flesh.
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You know your a teenager, when despite being surrounded by incredible creations, each representing a lost or terminally ill child, you have a bad attitude and wonder "are we done yet?"
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You know your new puppy was born when you realize the only Christmas pictures you have are of him...but so cute.
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Did you know, there are new outlets in Lehi? AWESOME!
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You know you've had 17 winters in Utah when you finally break down and buy a snow blower.
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You know your a workaholic when you sign up for an extra shift Christmas Day
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You know your a Bieber fan when all you've wanted for the past 2 years is purple high tops like his...and finally they come in a youth size.
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you know your a nerd if, well if your in my family, actually scratch that, we only have a couple but that's all I need to support me in my aging years.
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you know it's Christmas when there's Yorkshire pudding and crackers on the table
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and we wear our tissue crowns.
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and Yes, in case you were wondering, that is a Santa hat and I did wear it all week, including to the mall and city creek and a movie :-)
Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-24650395885755117022012-12-14T08:26:00.001-08:002012-12-14T08:26:27.054-08:00Super Woman series part 3 for 3Today I am talking about the Super Single Mum. I figured it would take forever if I listed ALL the super women I know and these 3 ladies have that in common.
My first super single Mum friend was made so, after finding a cheating husband when she was pregnant with there second son!! Yes those scummy men do exist. Despite him and not a penny in child support, she raised her 2 boys to be fine young men now 20 and almost 23. One is away at University and the other about to be married. She is one of those gals who knows all about you and still loves you. The kind where you don't talk for a whole year and then it's like you are hanging out on the couch with a blanket. We were each others spouse in the days when I too was a single Mum, watching each others kids so the other could work and generally being a support. There were nights when I was so devastatingly lonely that I'd scoop my sleeping babies up in a quilt, throw them in the car and head to my friends. She'd open the door and without a word I would plop down in front of her TV with a boy under each arm pit snoozing and an hour or so later I would leave. She understood without words, why I was there. When I met Boyd and moved to the US I was most worried about my friend but she was over joyed for me and cheered me all the way. She spent the next 10 years alone but then met a man and is now married and happy.She is a caretaker to his adult kids and anyone else who needs it, she is really one of those friends who would literally give you here last grain of rice, I have seen it with my own eyes and through some very personal, sacred times I have seen Christs hands in hers.
My second single Mum friend, isn't actually single at all but has a husband who works 12 hour shifts at strange times and often sleeps when they are awake. He also has some hobbies that take him away for hours on end and I admire this woman for various reasons. Being single, you at least get a little offer of support but if your not, only you are, you really really are on your own. I will say little more about her except that in my eyes she also is a super woman. She is bubbly, happy and creative with unwavering faith. She has 4 very successful kids, all involved and productive and who have had to really learn how to help out at home.
My final single Mum friend has only become so officially after 20 plus years of marriage in which she was pretty much single. I admire her for so many reasons, she is a true super woman. She owns and runs a very successful business whilst being the hands on parent that is at every game, meet or performance. Her kids are over achievers and that is because of her. They are national level ranked in various things, traveling the country to compete. She has had to go back to school and get a degree for her work as well as all her other duties. The thing I like most about her is how fun she is, always planning a party or night out. She is a huge Disney fan and goes 2 or 3 times a year. I just love being around her.
The reason I wanted to share about these super women is not to make anyone feel bad about themselves but they all have something in common....
They Like ME!!! It's funny that sometimes we get down and feeling like we don't have friends and then I realize, the ones I do have are amazing and like me for me. They do not have requirements or expectations of me or are jealous or intimidated. They don't need me to dress or act a certain way to fit with them. They have melt downs and crazy days and accept that I do too. We can go long periods without talking but when we do, we have a genuine interest and love for each other. They like me I think because they like themselves and because they can really have a good swear at me without me being shocked :-)
I have learned a lot from the super women in my life, My list of them goes on and on. I aspire to be better because of them so I continue to surround my self with people who lift me up but mostly I find being around people who like themselves is just a great place to be. It makes it so I am able to reach out a hand and do the lifting for someone, not doing so well.
I encourage you to see these super women as I do and instead of feeling bad about shortcomings , feel great that there are role models who can lead and guide us in areas we wish to improve. I mean I could also list all the areas these ladies suck ;-) lol but I choose to focus on the positive.
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My next super woman is a friend from high school. We didn't start out as friends but a trip to the Head Mistresses offices together, where I was accused of being racist and I clearly explained that my verbal abuse towards my now bestie was not because of her skin color but it's smell, left us as firm friends. You see my friend was raised in a different culture than me, where women are suppressed and with 5 brothers, so things like personal hygiene and the use of deodorant where not taught in the home. I suppose I became somewhat of a mentor for her and we had a mutual respect. This "incident" changed her and me, I got to see a little of how someone could live in your same country and yet be so very foreign. She was never allowed out and so I went to her house to visit, not being able to fathom the seclusion. People rushed around and waited on me as I sat in the front, fancy guest room. Boys were not allowed in the room where the girls were. I was brought food always and treats and they seemed honored to have this "white girl" in their home.
I was later, a guest at her wedding where I helped prepare her for her groom. A five day affair with lots of wailing aunts. Very traditional for her and yet completely foreign to me.
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My super woman friend went on to University and became a Barrister. Very highly respected in a London Court. I once implied how smart she is and she was clear that I was much more intelligent than her but she had nothing to do besides study and that was why she is where she is. Why is she a super woman to me?
Well once she had fallen in love and was about to be married, she was informed that her husband to be was actually already married! Shocker, I know. He had an arranged married when he was just 15 years old to a 13 year old who lived back in Pakistan, basically a slave to his parents. He visited her 2 weeks each summer for then next 5 years out of duty and here he was now, in love and with a dilemma. To cut a long story short, they got married, It is allowed in there religion. So now there are 3 kids over in Pakistan with little education and 2 very successful in business, married people who are filled with compassion for this poor girl who's youth was taken and who's future is not so bright and her 3 children. They decide to bring them over to England and set up a situation, kind of how I envision polygamist, sister wives, at least the ones who look normal and not the prairie dress wearing ones, without the bedroom hopping. The hubby stays with my friend, every night and they 2 kids together. The other "wife" is more like a house keeper and takes care of all the domestics. (it is unspoken EVER if she has any kind of relationship with the husband) She is a lovely lady and lives with gratitude for her life and blessings. She treats me like a queen when I am there.
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I love My friend and have so much respect for her. She is a practicing Muslim and represents her religion well. I have seen her fast for Ramadan on hot days where she almost passed out through lack of water and I have seen her always dressed modestly with a head scarf to boot. She emplifies the light of Christ holds no guile, I am drawn to her for that. It impresses me that she has maintained such tradition and respect for her fathers house and yet is making it as a big wig in a man's world. She is hands on with her kids, all home work and school responsibilities are on her and she travels with them all over the world to teach them history and culture and like a proper nerd she is all excited about ruins and just like our kids she is greeted with the same eye rolls and "Muuuum seriously?" Super Woman number 2.
Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-24489276465897283832012-12-11T12:55:00.000-08:002012-12-11T12:55:56.773-08:00Super Women Series I have read a lot of articles lately that I expect were created to help us feel better about our short comings as women , wives or mothers. They make fun of things like, getting a healthy dinner on the table every night, hand making gifts or having a clean home, suggesting that if we do all the things required of us, we don't have a life and might just drop dead but I am here to proclaim, that this is not true and many women I know are going beyond the call of duty every single day. We just need to recognize that what we do do is an achievement. Some of the very most basic things can have lasting effect on those around us and make us feel quite accomplished.
I personally know so many super women, who's daily behaviors inspire me to do better (they are all living in disguise, as regular ladies and they too have total meltdowns and days of despair)but I thought it might be fun to highlight some of those who had mean't a lot to me in my life. The thing is, we can learn a little from each of them, after all we are here to learn and improve ourselves.
<b>My Longest Friend</b>
My first Super woman is my longest friend. She moved in next door to me when she was 2 and I was 3 years old. We were besties, both little tom boys and inseparable, that was until her parents divorced and she went off to live with her Dad, sad day but her Mum chose the new boyfriend over kids. I would visit when I could, taking a bus the long hour ride. She grew up with 2 older brothers and a Dad who had to work around the clock so she was playing Mum at a very young age. Most domestic duties fell to her and at age 16 (When we finish high school in England) She was working full time. It was with her that I had my first, life changing experience. We were aged 17/18 and I was staying with her for a week whilst I did a work experience in a fancy health club. We were walking back to her home and less than half a mile away, just around the block when She was jumped from behind. A man with a stocking on his head, held a knife to her throat and told told me to do exactly as he said or she would be seriously hurt. This is where I found out if I was a fight or flight kind of girl. I went nuts, screaming and shouting and waving my arms, trying to flag down a car as he backed her towards some bushes. She was frozen but I wasn't going anywhere. Fortunately my crazy was a bit much for him as he threw her to the ground and ran off in the bushes, I don't know if I carried her limp body or dragged her but I got her home in record time and called the police. He was never found but I learned a lot from that experience, mostly "YES, It CAN happen to you"
Sadly her Dad died quite young and I'm sure she dealt with some emotional baggage from all that went on in her youth but you would never know it. She has a cheerful countenance and always a kind word to say on a Facebook Post or similar.
She is now 40 years old, has been married going on 20 years with two daughters. She worked the past several years in school, the hours work better than her corporate job. She has recently gone back to college to pursue a further education. Sometimes we have a rough hand dealt us but taking charge of our own destiny and working to achieve our dreams at any age is quite brave. I would say she is a real life super woman, dressed in regular woman clothes.
I am excited to share my next superwoman with you.
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Well after the parade full of boys dressed as girls, we got to enjoy the warmest Oct 31st in history and so we decided an evening spent on the front porch giving out treats was a must. It's not like you can do much, besides sit at the door opening it every 30 seconds for the next pillowcase holding child.
We always like to be different in what we hand out. Something warm or something to balance out the sugar rush.
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We thought it was pretty funny, a weener eating a weener. I just like saying weener now that I'm over it.
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Ronan went out with his buddies trick or treating. Some people have a problem with this but these kids put quite an effort into their costumes so I say, give em a sweet.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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and in case you think Ronan, didn't put an effort in, he doesn't usually look like this, I promise.
Weener!!
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These boys are so much alike.
Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-58513543042962474662012-11-07T11:01:00.000-08:002012-11-07T11:01:06.623-08:00Thank You NotesI thought I'd show a little gratitude Jimmy Fallon Style ( or is it Jimmy Kimmel?, well the younger, better looking, funny Jimmy)
Que, melodic thought provoking music...
Thank You: Presidential decision, for giving me that anxious, hopeless gut sick feeling I got when I thought my house was going to burn down.
Thank You: Paper plates, for allowing me to use you everyday and not just on special occasions.
Thank You: bathroom, for allowing me to be your sole care giver.
Thank You: Over achiever new neighbor, for saying yes you will do it, so I don't have to.
Thank You: Facebook sidebar, for profiling me and then tempting me daily with cute shoes made for 20 somethings.
Thank You: Google designers: for the cute little cartoon logo each day reminding me that today there is nothing to celebrate.
Thank You: Marriane, for being my only regular reader/commenter ;-)
Hope you all are thankful for something today.Nataliehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09683797586924549121noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4798583541260468642.post-878752844501589582012-10-31T10:04:00.000-07:002012-10-31T10:04:05.299-07:00Wicked and wordless Wednesday<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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