#10dayshred: What I learned

Alright. What the heck is this #10dayshred I keep talking about, and why the heck do I refer to it only in hashtag?! Honestly, I am not sure why I hashtag it, other than I think hashtagging is fun. To me it is my humor, my version of Christian and Anastasia’s ever changing, clever closing remarks -but mostly because it makes me smile. I often don’t smile enough. It’s something I’ve been working on, along with getting healthier.

Odly, the two actually go hand-in-hand. Who’da thunk?

Since my recent journey with joining the Juice Plus+ team, I have been noticeably happier. Just ask any one (okay, maybe not my hubby on a Friday)? It might be the 30 plus plants flooding my body daily, or the increase in social events, or putting myself and my story out there and having clients tell me their successes. Whatever it is, it feels good!

About as good as I feel after completing the said #10dayshred. So what the heck is it?13256394_10153671773343634_6271902663035017417_nIn case you were wondering. That is not my body. Though lovely and desired, it is not mine. Maybe one day, in another life, but for now, I am getting to love the one I was given.

Let’s be real. We all want what we don’t have. All you flat chested women out there want some of my “E” boobs. Yes, E, not D. Recently, I had a couple of girl friends tell me they were amazing too (not bad after nursing 2 kiddos)! Yes, girlfriends see each others boobs from time-to-time. No, we do not have pillow fights.

No, but really. I want some of that big booty you have, or those flat abs like your friend, or that naturally bronze skin you constantly show off. Yeah, you.

You get the point. We all want things that others have.

I say, love what you got, or learn to.

That’s where operation bikini, boating, going on a cruise (with a bunch of skinny biotches) season came in to play (aka #10dayshred).

What I love about the Juice Plus company, is that they care about health. They care about whole food nutrition and getting it in your body. The healthy way. They also offer various challenges throughout the year, to jump start, or cleanse your system to give it that baseline you may need.

So, what did I learn during my 10 day shred journey?

-that I can do it!
-that loosing 5 lbs in one week is totally doable (and even 10 if you are my hubby)
-that belly bloat is no joke, and it can disappear fast
-that clean eating is good, really good!
-that I really do love my morning coffee and missed it dearly
-that taking before and after pictures was a good idea though highly out of my comfort zone
-that not eating past 6 pm is the best thing you can do. JUST SAY NO
-i love avocados and I used to not be able to eat them other than in guacamole
-the scale is not your enemy (even on the 3 days IN A ROW that I had zero change)
-weight loss adventures are more successful when you have a team doing it with you (thank you FB shredders and my husband!)
– the JP+ chocolate complete shake mixed with almond milk, peanut butter and ice tastes better than chocolate ice cream
-that wine is not needed, but still preferred
-you don’t need to go to a gym to workout- a park bench will do
-fresh squeezed lemon and a drizzle of olive oil makes for the best salad dressing. You actually get to taste the toppings!
-sweet potatoes are worth buying, even more so, making
-i am way more creative in the kitchen than I give myself credit for
-i like (unsalted) nuts and they are filing
-if you smell a quesadilla it is almost the same as eating it
-the only food I really miss is pizza
-that I am going to continue a modified version of this through the summer (come to be coffee and wine, come to mamma) and hopefully continue to shred lbs
-that i can love the skin i am in
-i have amazing self-control (when I want apparently)
-everyone should give it a try

Really.

I haven’t been this proud of myself in a long time!

Remember those other posts I said I was going to loose weight. Well, I never did. Until now.

I needed this confidence booster.

We all do.

Maybe, next time you will join me.

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If not, at least cheer me on like my bff’s did

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XOXO,
Magazine Mom

One Simple Change

I have had a revelation. Yes, it is true I have these often and sometimes they do not amount to much or are never completed like my master bathroom (ahem) or my forever incomplete weight loss goals. This time, during my hot vinyasa flow yoga class, the perky and flexible instructor told us to think about something we were grateful for during shavasana.

I am sure many of you would have chosen your children. Not me. They are driving me insane, which is why I actually got my butt to yoga last Friday in the first place.

Instead, I chose ‘health.’

I am grateful for health.

I have been doing a lot to better myself. Working out, TRYING to eat right (dang those potato chips), actually responding to peoples texts (no, it is not just your texts I ignore) and improving my mental health all the while.

Just the other day, I realized that the ‘ding sound’ my phone made when I received a text was causing me anxiety. True that it is not hard to do (cause me anxiety) but now I changed it to ‘chord sound’ and it is so soothing and inviting that I no longer mentally shut down.

Try it.

It’s amazing.

One simple change, makes such a difference.

That is why I finally said yes, to Juice Plus+, and making that one simple change towards healthy living.

What is it (Juice Plus+) you ask? It is fruits and vegetables in a capsule. Despite its name, it is not juicing (it is way cheaper than that), nor is it a vitamin (it is bioavaible unlike vitamins). It is simply vine-ripened NSF certified whole food, in a convenient capsule or chewable.

I am not going to get all technical with you, I just want you to think about it if you are getting 9-13 servings of fruits and vegetables, as recommended for a healthy diet and healthy living. I am talking fist full servings size?

I know, I was not. Even my vegan, clean-eating friends are not.

Now, I am. I have made this one simple change for my family, and now we are all benefiting from the healthy nutrition it offers. Even my super skeptical husband.

 

Instantly we saw the benefits. We feel less hungry, have been able to ward off sickness, we have more energy, crave healthier foods, and heal at an accelerated rate. Just ask my mom. She has an amazing story to tell.

As do I. We recently went on an amazing family vacation, courtesy of my mom, to Disney World. It started off great, until 7 of the 11 of us came down with the stomach bug. Let’s just say the hotel cleaning staff were very busy in our rooms.

But guess what? The 4 of us who consume Juice Plus did not get the bug.  Everyone was dropping like flies but us four. There is no other explanation and no better proof for me. Or my husband. He was one of the 4 thriving.

That is what is great. All the amazing stories being told by people, like me and you, who take Juice Plus.

I feel selfish if I do not share. Besides, since when do I hold anything in?

Never.

Don’t just take my word for it. Check it out for yourself. It took me a year to listen to my dear friend, Lauren telling the the benefits of this amazing whole food product. Now, I just feel silly that I didn’t listen sooner.

Bridge the gap of what we eat everyday, with what we should be eating.

It’s that simple.

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XOXO,
Magazine Mom on a mission

 

 

 

 

 

HIT-n-it!

Well friends, it is about that time to let y’all know how things are going, since my last post, when I shared with all of you my fitness goals. What the hell was I thinking?!

Unbeknownst to my overworked sports bra, I am no where near my weight loss goal of 12.5 lbs.  Try like 2.5.

But, I am not sad or disappointed.

Okay, maybe slightly.

Only, because the scale does not reflect the changes in my mind and body. Inches are lost and my arms and the rest of my body shakes significant less than it used.

All you arm flappers out there know what I am talking about.

In fact, I have had several comments about my newly, “toned arms” and legs.
Thank you, very much!

In all seriousness, I have been HIT-n the gym hard. Loving my cross fit “HIT” classes, and loving the people and the team feeling even more.

Not to mention the hour I get to spend during the daylight hours with JUST me. Well, and 13 other sweaty women and a few token men. Who wouldn’t trade that for temper tantrums and dirty diapers!?

Even for workouts like the dreaded “Murph” workout. You crossfitters out there know what I am talking about. The crazy insane workout that takes 5 whole days for your body to recover from!

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I honestly have never felt more proud.

Every Monday, Wednesday, Friday and the occasional Tuesday and Saturday I feel proud. The best part is I am having fun doing it.

The hubby even sees the positive changes in me. He even bought me one of these (Fitbit Charge HR), to show me how proud he is and is happy to see me enjoy something so much.

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It is currently displaying my steps for the day.

Oh! Great news for anyone who tries to call me but fails to connect with me because I never pick up (or hear) the phone. My Fitbit vibrates and displays your name when you call me.  That’s right – as long as I am wearing this rather masculine looking watch (the flex has all the cute bands), I will most likely answer your call.

Amazing, right?!

Well, unless I am completing my WOD or perfecting my snatch (which is not easy to do).

Anyway, I am happily HIT-n-it and enjoying my bodies progress, one wall ball and AMRAP at a time.

Next step, a clean eating (Whole 30) challenge. Maybe the pounds will magically disappear then. Bring it on, July!

For now, I will go with the old adage that muscle weighs more than fat 🙂

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

I got this!?

Yesterday, something extraordinary happened. I signed up to the gym, actually went, and my son liked the daycare! Granted, he did hit a child (what else is new), but for the first time since having children, I did an entire class (H.I.T -high intensity/interval training class, nonetheless) and never once ran out to peer through the child care room window to ‘check in.’

Instead, I busted my chubby butt, squatting, throwing weighted balls in the air, dips (with my feet on the floor), rowed on a rowing machine, did sit-ups against the wall, and other grueling but exuberating intervals with a group of 12 random women (some I happened to know).

I have never been more sore, and have never been more motivated.

Really.

I can barely walk.

Fortunately for all of you, it has not impeded my ability to speak. Or type.

I am not really sure how it all happened and when, but somehow over the course of a year and half, I have managed to pack on 10+ pounds and 25 since I have been married (almost 8 years ago).

Now of course this does not include me tipping the scales during my 40 and 50 lb. pregnancy weight gains (dang those cupcakes) but even since having my second child, and loosing said weight, I am back up.

Unfortunetly for me, I carry my weight well. I am tall {relatively}, so it (the fat) takes a while to travel through my entire body. It is not until it reaches my head that I realize what the heck just happened.

Hindsight – I guess the fact that I just can’t seem to find jeans high-waisted enough to hide {tuck-in} the growing ‘front ass’ I have developed should have been a red flag.

Ya, think!?

It really wasn’t until I was with my besties this last weekend in Murphy’s, CA sipping wine obsessively trying to take selfies at an angle that made my face and head look slimmer that it really hit me. Much to my dismay, the magicial shot never happened. Well unless you count this blooper, Lauren managed to capture…

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Lauren is inspiring. Despite all the wine consumed, she managed to give me the nudge I needed to make some personal changes. She has always found ways to make me feel better about myself since the day I met her 29 years ago.

All my friends do, in different ways. It is funny interesting how that is.

words of wisdom posted to Facebook by Lauren
words of wisdom posted to Facebook by Lauren

So….

I am going to do something about my expanding waistline, and better my mental health (physical too, of course).

Today, I teamed up with a few like-minded “enough is enough” friends to make our own weight loss support group. We are hoping that the three of us, can hold each other accountable and lend our valuable support along the way without having to pay someone for our successes.

Win/Win.

No offense, Weight Watchers. I actually really like you, but I just don’t want to pay for you is all.

We started off by introducing ourselves as the addicts that we are.  My text read,
“Hi, I’m Ashley. I am the quintessential stressed out eater who loves all things crunchy, processed    and or fried. I currently weigh my all time high. My goal is to loose 12.5 lbs by June 27th (I am in a wedding on this day – Congrats Jake and Lily!) and to ultimately loose 20.”

By saying this all out loud to friends (actual weight was included in the text but omitted here for the purposes of sheer embarrassment), it made it real.

Beginning today, every week we are going to log-in to a shared google doc, and document our weight, exercise for the week (my goal is 3-4 times) water consumption, etc.

As one of us said, “We are at our highest and ready to be done with it!”

I believe in accountability as a key to success.

This post (and our weekly check-ins) will do just that. Fingers-crossed.

I promise I will keep you posted as time progresses.

Wish me luck!

Swimsuit and “hot boat” season is just around the bend!

XOXO,
Magazine Mom

A four-letter word kind-of-day {week}.

Last night, I frantically looked up at my calendar, while vacuuming the kitchen floor, and realized that the meeting I was supposed to attend, started at 7:00 pm, not 7:30 like I thought. Given it was 6:55 pm, I said a half-assed good-bye to the hubby, quickly kissed my kiddos goodnight, and drove like a bat out of hell to the meeting location. I was six minutes late (totally unacceptable in my book), looking disheveled, definitely not magazine material, only to see boy scouts in the meeting room. Given I was there for a girl scout meeting it wasn’t too far off, but a little suspect. A nice mom, approached me…

me: Is this the girl scout magazine/nut meeting?
nice mom: No, this is a cub scout meeting.
me: Is today the 18th?
nice mom: No, today is the 17th.
me: Oh, great.
nice mom: Well, at least you are a day early and not a day late.
me: you’re right  (what I really wanted to say: f*ck!). Have a nice night.

As I drove away, perplexed, I decided to go be productive and do some grocery shopping. I went to Safeway (which I never do), because I needed a few items I can only find there. I opted to do the self-check simply because the one checker lane was crowded with college boys buying beer and frozen entrees.

BIG mistake. Huge (for those of you not born in the 80’s, that was only one of the best lines from Pretty Women)! I had 10 items to purchase and I needed assistance 7 times. Never again will I do a self-check. Never. I will pay the “extra money” and shop at Nugget and trader Joe’s where they are friendly faces to ring up my items and bag them for me.

Immediately after getting in the car, I called a friend to tell her about my evening, and the fact that I have officially “lost my mind.”. I said more f-bombs in that 5 minute conversation, than I have since having children.

This week has been crazy or “cray cray” as the urban hipsters are saying (it just makes me feel old when I say it).

When did that happen, btw?
Me, getting old?

I blame kindergarten.

Since my daughter has started Kindergarten, I have less time to myself, more dementia (a clear sign of old age), and I am loosing my cool factor by the minute. Well, self-proclaimed coolness anyway.

My daughter’s school is from 8:15-11:35. We leave the house at 8 to walk there. Well, I walk, Harlan rides in the stroller and Elle rides her scooter I then have to leave my house at 11:15 to go pick her up. Last year, her school was from 9-noon so this is a big change in morning routine. For that hour and a half, I a running around with a chicken with my head cut off to get anything I need to get done, done.
My outfits are becoming more and more “Davis,” and my general style is lack-luster. Not to mention, for the second day in a row, I have put my sons shirt on backwards.

Who does that?
Me.

My daughter does wear two different shoes everyday, but that is her fashion choice, not my ding batty-ness.

Let’s see, I also told my mother-in-law the wrong place to pick-up my daughter yesterday, and I have thought everyday was a day later than it was.

Clearly, I need to SLOW DOWN, get more organized, and find some Zen in all the chaos.

I don’t know how all you moms with 3+ kids who have soccer practice, ballet, swim lessons, karate, baseball, rainbow loom class, art, basketball etc., and have kids at 3 different schools, manage!? I want what you are having! Not the children, but what ever you are taking to survive!

Tell me the truth… it’s booze isn’t it?

I keep saying I need to drink more.

My sister would say, “I need to be more in the present.” One of these days, I will get around to reading the book she quotes so I actually know what the heck she is talking about.

For now, I will try to refrain from saying the forbidden four-letter words like SH!T, F*CK! Well maybe just this last time. I will try and say four-letter words like SLOW DOWN instead.

A few weeks ago I bought this, yoga “Shiva” head (I think that is her name, forgive me if I am wrong) to inspire me to slow down, and find my Zen, and to sign-up for the yoga I have been talking about. So far, it is just a really awesome addition to my fabulous office.

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baby steps.

XOXO,
Magazine Mom

I am Beautiful

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In the past few months, on two separate occasions (at yoga and last night), I was asked to say those 3 words about myself. I had no idea the tearful emotions it would trigger. To me, “I am beautiful” is not only about the face I was given, or the body I wear, but the person I am.

When receiving a Facebook challenge to choose 5 pictures of me when I “feel beautiful” I had no problem. I even searched through my albums with a smile on my face thinking of the moments and proud of the beauty I embrace.
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So why is a simple request to say out loud, “I am beautiful” so emotionally challenging?

Until last night, I had no idea. Now, the ugly truth has reared its ‘angry’ head.

Literally.

When my ‘non-sex surrogate husband’ (my hubby’s best friend and my dear friend) and I were in in the midst of our deep thought overanalyzing “therapy session tipsy talk” sitting on the kitchen counter at 1:30 in the morning, he asked me to say “I, Ashley, am beautiful” aloud.

Instead of uttering the statement, I started to tear.
Uncomfortably turned my face, and said…

Me: “No. I don’t want to say that!”
Nssh: Why not? You are beautiful inside and out. You know that right?
Me: I don’t believe I am.
Nssh: Why?
Me: I am too angry to be beautiful (insert ugly face cry here)

Wow. It was one of the most profound moments I have ever had in my life.

I have become a very angered mother over the years, and in my eyes, a not-so beautiful person.

I know I have mentioned I have always struggled with anger issues since childhood, but I didn’t realize how much it effected the way it made me feel about myself as a whole. Until this aha moment.

My daughter has not made parenting easy, and her anger bursts and rude behaviors have wittled away at my self-esteem.  I take my job as a stay-at-home mom very seriously. When my children act out or misbehave, I find it nearly impossible to not see it as a ‘job fail.’ After all, if I were at a ‘real job’ and had been working on a development project for years and it crashed and burned in its real world application, that would be a ‘job fail.’ All you feel-gooders and optismistics out there are probably saying, “No. Its just part of the learning process. You just dust yourself off, and try again!”

Bull-$h!t. It still sucks. You still feel like a failure even for a moment, a week, or year. If you do not, I want what your having for my next tipsy talk therapy session.

For real.

In all seriousness, it is a hard thing to admit, let alone talk about or write about for anyone on the information superhighway to read. But that is what I do. I say the things that people think, but NO ONE wants to say.

I am sad at the person I have become because of motherhood.
I am angry that I have a temper and use it almost everyday at my child’s expense.
I am angry that I let it effect my self-worth.
I am angry that I allow them to have that power.
I am angry that my daughter is angry.
I am angry that I feel like a failure.
I am sad that I am even saying this.
I am angry that I am angry.
I am angry that I equate beauty to be perfection.
I am beautiful.
I am beautiful.
I am more than what I believe I am.
I am beautiful.

We all are, right?
We just have to believe it to be true.

I am not there yet, but I am empowered to be. I want to be. For that, I am grateful.

Xoxo,
Magazine Mom

 

Per * se * revere

Seriously? Has it been 7 months since my last blog post and depressing tearful confession? What on earth have I been doing!?  I guess I should give myself some credit. I have done a lot in these last months.

I co-planned my daughters school auction, which was a totally tubular success, dude! We managed to come in $3,000 under budget, raised the most money (yet), got the majority of the people drunk, and got to see everyone dressed in 1980’s clothes. Rad, right?

me and my awesome hubby
me and my awesome hubby

Oh, and I got to crimp my hair. What could be better?

Aside from party planning, my other favorite pass time, I have been a re-decorating machine.

My kiddos pre-school is a very old, school. I have been wanting to remodel the adult bathroom there (well everything, really, but I had to start somewhere) since the first time I laid eyes on it 3 years ago. Luckily, a dear friend and fellow school mom also had the same idea. So we gathered up the hubby’s and got to work. Well, lets just say, our brains got to work, and the hubby’s hands got to work.

I had an idea to have each family paint a mini canvas, whatever they wished (an idea I stole from Yolanda from the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills) and create a mosaic wall as the bathrooms vocal point. I wanted to keep it clean, fresh and whimsical. After all, it is a preschool bathroom.

I absolutely adore how it turned out.

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My intent for mounting them on plywood, is that as the years go on, they can have other classes partake and rotate the child’s art, and decorating a whole wall inside the school with these works of art. Who knows if it will happen, but the intent is there. It will be up to other overachieving moms and dads to keep it up 🙂

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I think the sun light on the ceiling is my favorite part. Thank you, Ikea.  I realize the rest of the bathroom is almost impossible to see (do to shotty photography on my part), and the custom cabinetry my hubby did is not even in the photos, but you get the idea. My only regret, is that we did not take a before and after photo. You will just have to take my word for it, that it was bad…really BAD, before. Now, lets just say, everyone takes a little more time to go to the bathroom.

The problem with fixing something like this up, it makes you realize all the other projects you want to do around your own house.

So, instead of not doing anything about it, I got to work.

I have not really loved the color of my living room, since, well  never. The problem is, it is such a tricky room because the lighting is different on all the walls, and the main wall continues into the kitchen with no real end place. Therefore, you must love the color so much, you want it in your kitchen too.

Thus the hunt began.

I kind of just wanted to keep it simple and use a color I already had. To save money and time…why reinvent the wheel if you don’t have to.

So I put up my master bedroom color on the wall for a patch test.

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It seems to pass, so why the heck not. Two galloons, and two days later the room was transformed. Not sure in a good way. The color was simply to cool, and too blue. Great for a bedroom, not for my living room and kitchen.

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You can see the previous tan color in the photos as well, which highlighted my dislike for the color even more. However, quiet moments was not the answer. I did complete all the walls and sat with it for a week before coming to this conclusion.

Meanwhile in that week, I painted, and repainted my bathroom.

I posted these pictures on Facebook with the caption “Am I crazy? Darn you Pinterest for “inspiring” me to spend an entire week re-painting my house room by room. Coral it is for this bathroom.

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As it turns out. I am crazy. Shocking, I know.

So, I used the cream color I had just painted in my hallway the day before,

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new hallway art too

 

ditched the new pop art shower curtain (I still love it, I just have another use for it up my sleeve) changed out the light fixture, put up a picture of the kiddos (since this will be their bathroom one day) and voila!

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To be honest. it is still not perfect. I am sure one day I will find the perfect color and re-paint it. But for now, it is sooo much better than “Coral Gables.”

I did find a great use for the coral paint though.

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A nightstand re-do. Not quite ready to show it in the space…I am still working out a pillow problem in the master bedroom. I admit, I am obsessed with pillows. Not sure why, or what to do about it. I just can’t get enough of them, and I am constantly rearranging them.

I told you I was crazy.

Well, I finally sucked it up, realized I needed to repaint the living room and kitchen, again, and I did. I persevered.

In this case, I per-se-revered with Benjamin Moore’s “Revere Pewter.”

Dork. I know.

If you are a Pinterest crusader such as myself, you have become very familiar with the color. I think it is currently the most popular color sold, and pinned.

I absolutely love it! It is a great warm neutral that just allows a great back drop to any room. To be honest, it almost goes away, and to be honest, that is exactly what I wanted. A color that lets everything stand out.

 

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out with the cool blue and in with the warm elegance

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Sorry for the nighttime photos but I really didn’t want to delay blogging any further. You understand.

I think the best part of the new space is the gallery wall.

Of course I have always wanted one, but I was intimidated by the placement, hanging and potential hole filled wall I would leave behind from my constant mind changing and lopsided mounting.

Fear not, friends. Thanks to Pinterest, and my Molly (as a team we are “Moshley”) we cut craft paper to represent each frame, wrote the title of the picture on it (i.e. “Barn”) and even made marks on the outside of the paper where the hanging mechanisms were.

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Genius, right!?

Sometimes.

I really need to work on my photography. I promise these are not crooked as they appear in this dark photo.

Completely satisfied…but friends it didn’t stop there.

I have been wanting a more functional office space for awhile now, and when I saw this pin on Pinterest, I knew this is what I wanted and needed.

After careful measurements and cost analysis, I realized it was perfect. I posted my office desk on Craigslist as a start.

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Within two days, it sold for asking price and only $50 under what I bought it for  years ago. Can’t beat that. It was super smart thinking on my part because though hubby was on board, he always needs an extra push to get going.

I would like to report, my master bath is still not done. I promise to show you its ‘progress’ soon.

Anywho, I absolutely LOVE the office. I find myself starring at it all the time, and it feels so good that the whole family can enjoy it, at the same time!

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Classic. Beautiful. Functional.

Just like I like it.

More house stuff to come soon…I am not done yet.

After all, I must persevere.

 

Hope you likey!

XOXO,
Magazine Mom

 

Do ~ Do

Well, another 31-day challenge under my belt, and I feel indifferent. Honestly, I wish I did more. I still have so many things I want to “do” to improve my mental health, my home, my family, my financial status, etc. There are so many projects that I still need to complete like those deer antlers I was telling you about, doodles room re-org, complete the 1.5 year master bath remodel (although, hubby and I managed to paint it a week ago)

I am the cut-in-girl. I did every room in this house
I am the cut-in-girl. I did every room in this house

and now I have a new idea to stencil my kitchen nook in a geo print. I can’t wait for this one! I love instant transformations…I guess that is why I love paint!

I also still need to get my $h!t together when it comes to paperwork (taxes, filing, etc.). Clearly, I couldn’t blog about this…it was bad enough that I blogged about napping.

However, my number 1 need to be “do-ing”, is marketing. Marketing my husband’s amazing talent. If you don’t believe me (about his talent), see for yourself. Carmen Policy (Go Niners!) thought so, when he hired him to design and build his personal wine cellar…

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            Standing inside the cellar (picture from Joesphandcurtis.com)

He built an amazingly beautiful, and functional room adorned with custom wine tables (shown in the picture). Hubby (Brandon) has made many wine cellars and countless custom woodworkings….all of equal excellence. His latest pieces of work have included this wine cellar
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our entry way piece

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distressed finish

and custom cabinetry
 

a section of his latest cabinetry
a section of his latest cabinetry

All shameful plugs aside, he is a man of many talents, and I am glad he is mine (insert cheesy wink here).

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To follow-up on some of the things I did manage to “do” during this journey…
~ I can tell you I haven’t breathed much. Well, you know, the methodical way, anyways. However, when I do, it makes a world of a difference.
~I am still learning to balance it all
~I have discovered ways of play that I enjoy doing with the kids (music, board games, outside adventures)
~ I do love the boy’s room value add’s, but I still have the deer antler project to complete (well start)
~ My pantry is still beautiful, and I have purchased a few more bins to complete the project
~ I have learned to love wine and drinking again, and have made spending time with my friends, a monthly priority
~I continue to find better ways to organize, daily and I am sure will share more ideas with all of you
~I also put a magnetic board in doodle’s which is very c’est magnet-fique…this time I used fabric she picked out from Ikea

already being put to good use!
already being put to good use!

the best part is there was enough fabric left over to re-fabric her kitchen chair that has been obliterated by her messy eating habits. See for yourself…

super cute upgrade!
super cute upgrade!

I think there is even enough fabric left over for a pillow for her room (of course one of my sew friends will have to complete this one).

Anywho, I clearly accomplished a lot in the month of January, and learned a great deal about what is truly important.

Now, that  I will have a little more time on my hand, I think I might actually read! Who knew I would love it so much!

Expect a Fifty Shades book review soon…and hopefully, some new adventures in marketing!

Thanks for following me on my journey! Muah!

Toodles,
Magazine Mom