This years Zumba Instructor Convention was extra special to me. I love what I do…I love being with my family…once in a while I get to work and have family right by my side.
This year’s convention held both of these. I teach two sessions-Dancin Thru The Decades and Crazy Country. I do a class, break down choreography, teach steps, put it all together in another class. Hoping to help instructors think outside of the box for variety they can offer their students, inspire, connect, sweat, dance, and most of all have fun!
My sister Emily has been my biggest fan. She pushed me to dream big. She is an amazing dancer and instructor and she assists me on both my sessions. I joke with her that although she is my big sister and she has been able to boss me around all these years holding seniority…I can change that choreography on her so fast on that stage if she thinks she’s gonna boss me around there she’s got another thing coming. lol. totally joking!!! She comes so prepared and is always my point of information when my brains decides to poop out on me.
This year my cousin Heather also assisted me. What a treat this was. Heather is my mom’s sister’s daughter. She is awesome. She grew up in Florida and would come to family reunions in Park City Utah. We got to know each other some as kids at these reunions but once she graduated high school she came to live in Utah and this is where our friendship really began. She is a riot. She’s got a body of steel and knows so much about health and nutrition.
Her sister Shelly also came to the convention. She is a Zumba instructor in Arizona and with Heather, Emily and even my mom all going to be there we insister Shelly come too! It wasn’t easy for her to leave her six kids to come but what a difference it made!
There is something about the ease of family. It was so fun to share the stage, share the excitement, share the fun, the exhaustion, the aches, the laughter with these awesome ladies. I don’t know if I have ever laughed so hard. I was so proud introducing them to all my coworkers and marveled at their beauty inside and out as they connected with everyone. I don’t think it’s too common to have sisters, mom, cousins all passionate about the same thing and to be able to sneak away and share this time together.
I also had amazing friends come:
There were some of my girls from last year missing and it’s never the same without the whole ten person entourage but we sure had a great time.
I think as I get more accustom to my job, the highs and lows of it all, I worry less, enjoy more, relax more, live in the moment more. I like this more. 😀
I know that LA conference coming up in the end of January will hold many of the fun adventures this year’s convention did. I sure love my job and the people I have met who have changed my life for the better because of it. What a life this is. 😀
The pic above is from last years Dancin Thru the Decades. It’s a blast! I get to choreograph routines to all my favorite songs from the 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s. It’s a trip down memory lane and one to remember. 😀
So as it turns out I am a really sucky blogger. I LOVE to blog. I love to write down my feelings, memories, thoughts. Yet I always find myself saying “I’ll get to that later” “I’ll write that down later” Does it boil down to not caring enough? Or getting side tracked with the more shallow and time consuming activities? IE: Facebook, Instagram, Zumba.com?? Do I overbook my day with work, tasks, ideas, when really all I wanna do is kick my feet up with the fam bam and hang out so blogging gets pushed further and further down the list of things to do??? I really don’t know. BUT…here’s an entry just because.
Brian and I are were asked to put on a fireside tonight for the youth in our church/ward. The Bishop of our ward said that we can pretty much talk on whatever topic we want. I was toying with the idea of marriage, happiness, being proud to be a Mormon…Brian was really impressed to speak on Gratitude. Once he suggested it, I was totally onboard.
Here are a few of the things I am going to share.
You cannot be happy in life without gratitude. Being grateful for your blessings, your life, even being grateful for your trials will make you HAPPY! And don’t we all want to be happy?
So how can we be grateful and happy when things aren’t going quite the way we want them to go or when we feel our lives are turned upside down?
I remember when my dad was told he had cancer. He never complained, not once. He wasn’t scared, he wasn’t disappointed, he wasn’t mad, you want to know what he was? Grateful. Grateful for cancer??? How would you even begin to think that having cancer is something to be grateful for? You see, my dad was always a step ahead of the rest, and he understood that with trials you are refined to a much better version of yourself. How can we progress, how can we be strong when we don’t have trails to strengthen us?
My dad attended church with a very well known leader in the Mormon LDS faith, Neal A Maxwell. He held a very high calling in our church and was one of the best men my dad had ever had the privilege of meeting, let alone calling friend. Neal had cancer and died from cancer. My dad saw the spiritual growth that occurred in Neal as he and his family were going through this. (I also believe our own personal trials are chances for growth for our friends, family, associates, co workers… ) My dad told me “How can I see Neal Maxwell in heaven and stand beside my friend without going through some major trials?”He almost looked at this trial as a badge of honor b/c he knew the Lord was testing him. He was such a great example of gratitude.
As I look back on those dark days where my eyes were swollen, red, and my heart was broken as I lost my hero I am grateful for that trial as I know that I am a stronger person because of it. I could no longer lean on my dad for those hard to answer questions, talks and lessons in church, phone calls of comfort, my listening ear, by biggest fan. I now had to lean on myself, on my own understanding, my own gut feelings. I learned to lean more on my husband. My dad’s death pushed me to be a better person, more loving, more kind to others, more understanding of others downfalls and my own b/c these were the things he believed in, the things he dedicated countless hours to teaching his children and I didn’t want all that to go to waste. I wanted people to look at me and think “She is like her dad”
I remember a video Brian showed me once. It’s just a few minutes long and worth it.
There is an article I found. 5 steps to a happy life with a positive attitude. Here’s a little recap of each step.
1. Believe happiness is a choice
“Sure this isn’t always easy, but it is always, always an option. Teaching myself to see that happiness is a choice has been one of the greatest things I’ve ever done for myself. Now if I find myself in a bad situation, I know that it’s up to me to find the good, to be happy regardless of what’s happening around me.
2. Rid your life of negativity
“If you want to live a positive, joyful and happy life, you cannot-absolutely CANNOT- be surrounded my negative people.”
3. Look for the positive in life
“There is the positive aspect in everything. In every person, in every situation, there is something good. Most of the time it’s not all that obvious. We have to look. And sometimes we have to look hard. Everything good and bad is a learning experience. So at the very least you can learn from bad experiences. However, there’s usually even more to it than that. If you really take the time to look, you will usually find something good, something really positive, about every person or situation.”
4. Reinforce positivity in yourself
“Yes, you can practice being positive. The best and easiest way to do this is to be positive when it comes to who you are. Tell yourself you’re awesome. Tell yourself you look good. Tell yourself that you love and accept yourself completely. Tell yourself you did an awesome job at work or raising your kids or whatever it is you do.”
5. Share happiness with others
“Share your wealth of positivity with the world. The best way: BE NICE. Tell someone they look nice today, tell someone they did a great job on that presentation. Tell your parents/children (or both) how much you love them and how great they are.
To wrap this up, because I need to see what the heck is going on in the kitchen with my kids who are fighting (which I am going to find the good in right?? :D)
Attitude of Grattitude.
“You cannot be both angry and grateful at the same time. Start counting your blessings and miracles in your life, start looking for them and you shall find more. What’s there not to be grateful? You are alive and breathing! Realize how lucky you are and all the abundance in your life”
As all things in life—I’m working on it.
I have so much to be grateful for. I feel very blessed to have the life I have. And to have my dad as such a visual, tangible, example of gratitude…even when you can’t imagine being grateful…how can I not try to emulate this so hopefully my kids can say the same about me.
Talk to you soon!
Hopefully real soon!!!
On the plane ride home from NYC we flew Jet Blue. I don’t usually fly this airline but I was diggin the free Direct TV. As I was flipping through channels, I became glued to the Real Housewives of Beverly Hills. I had never seen this show before but have heard of it and others like it, and have seen some of the women in US magazine or OK magazine while reading in the check-out line at the grocery store. Guilty pleasure I know.
I was baffled by these women. The content of their conversations were so catty and distasteful. If you’re a fan-that’s your deal but this was my first impression. These are grown women talking trashy and gossiping about each other over very serious and hurtful topics. I know they have a huge fan base and some (maybe most) probably watch out of the sheer shock effect, like the Jersey Shore, (haven’t seen that either) but I can’t help but think- life is too short to waste your time on this type of “entertainment”. It cannot be uplifting… it seems it can only weigh you down. Right???
One of the scenes was these two women taking a trip to Paris. A shoe designer came and brought a bag of Louis Vuitton shoes. You could almost see their heartbeat quicken, their mouths salivating. This was not the bad part…this is human/famale nature I suppose. lol. Brandi Glanville hops on the table and twirls in the fancy shoes…her friend then suggests showing the men in the room her fancy lingerie. So…she flashes these men her bra which has peep holes in the center if you catch my drift. They assume both men are gay so this “wouldn’t matter” but one was straight and got a “show for free” Brandi also talks about threesomes and other tasteless activities she does, how she hopes she will be on good behavior while in Paris to receive a gifted pair of LV from her friend…
I lasted another five minutes or so and thought “Everybody Loves Raymond” was much more up my alley. Now don’t get me wrong. I am not a prude. I don’t believe I give off a “teachers pet” or “goodie two-shoes” vibe, but I honestly felt weighed down after watching that show…partly disappointed that this show is probably rated super high and has fans galore!
****My favorite shows:****
The Biggest Loser
So You Think You Can Dance
Dancing With The Stars
Everybody Loves Raymond
I haven’t watched TV in a long while, it seems one of two things happen-
1. I realize I have choreography up the wazoo that’s due and start listening to music instead.
2. I fall asleep. I am on my feet all day and once I stop it’s lights out.
While reading in the scriptures this morning in “Book Of Mormon Made Easier” they talk about the three major categories or tools of Satan in leading people astray throughout history of man: Materialism, Immorality and Pride. Just when I wonder if these things are actually problems I turn on and find that Real Housewives show and realize how true this is. There are so many better things to do with our time. There are good things, there are better things and then there are BEST things. Here’s a great talk…http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WlhS7W6gtIc I have mentioned this before as well.
This post wasn’t for me to sound preachy… I fall into a good or even “sub par” category many times (daily) b/c there are so many ways to be distracted these days…just keeping up on Insta Gram makes me feel like I am falling into that group…but…really??? I think if people in general try and boost up their values, their morals, their standards…we would all be in a happier place. A better state of mind and on a path that is leading to a greater destination.
Family time is just as good as it gets. Working away from home definitely helps you recognize the sweetness of togetherness. Family time in the big apple is so exciting and something so different from our traditional vacation.
We arrived in NYC way too early on Thursday morning (5:30am) after a torturous red eye flight…we came to the hotel, kicked my mom out to go exercise and the Martin clan slept for a good 3 hours to gear up for the day’s events.
One of the things I love about city vacations is all the walking you do. Feels great to be moving and makes those street vendors all the more enticing knowing you’ll burn more calories through the day than usual. But…walking in 45 degree with a wind chill and four kids in your group poses some challenges. Immediately I bought a hat and gloves for me and gloves for my kids. We came from Arizona and so this change in weather was harsher than we anticipated.
How do you decide what to do in a city with so many options? Luckily we are here with my brother Lee and his wife Ginger who have vacationed in the city a number of times with their kids and knew the things to do. I have been here quite a few times but it’s mostly for Zumba media and I don’t do the touristy things while I am here, just come and work and usually catch the soonest flight home to be back home to the family, so seeing the city this way has been so much fun. I did come when I was 18 while I was on the Church and US history tour with my Grandparents who were the guest tour guides. I did see the sights but truth be told I didn’t appreciate the sites, history, buzz of the city like I do today.
Some of the fun things we have done:
Walking to Time Square
FAO Shwartz…kids eyes were bugging out of their heads, not to mention the whole FAO Shweetz store which has humongous candy, every kind of sugary treat you can imagine in GIANT size.
Museum of Natural History
Hot dogs from street vendors
ANNIE the Musical
Central Park-enjoying a sunny day in the park. Yes, sunny…it warmed up some. Horay! Watching the kids play in what they called “Dog Heaven”. They were playing with ALL the dogs in the park. It was adorable. Bridget especially has been an animal lover from day 1. I would catch her running into the streets as a toddler to catch a bird (which scared me to death).I think it’s inevitable…I have to get my kids a dog. It’s something that’s been on their mind for a couple years and we have been putting it off. Who would take care of the dog while we go on trips?
Riding the Subway
Staying up talking with Lee and Ginger til 3am every night
Sleeping in til 10
Last night we put the kids in my mom’s room with a movie and went out on a double date. It was AWESOME! We took the Subway to Little China. I know locals don’t find the Subway all that exhilarating, but for us… it’s all part of the fun. I am a sucker for a good deal so I wanted to buy every scarf, phone case, bag, shirt…but before leaving I asked “What do I need to bring?” and Brian said “Nothing” so that’s what I brought. Nothing…if only I had money in my pocket to get the souvenirs I wanted…but having to “ask” him for money ruined the fun b/c I had to really think about if I needed it, which the answer is no, I don’t need it.
We went to this incredible Thai restaurant and basically licked our plates clean! Then we roamed over to little Italy and had an assortment of devilishly good desserts. It was such a perfect night. Not having to worry if my kids are racing into the street or getting lost lifted about a ton off my shoulders.
My wild card child Bridget did get lost in the Subway for a moment which nearly killed me. While walking back at 1am Lee sees this club that has an 80s cover band and Taylor Dayne (“tell it to my heart, tell me I’m the only one…” remember that song???) and insists this is the icing on the cake for the vacation. I halfway thought he was kidding but nope, he was going to go whether we joined or now. I had an event the next day and was totally pooped so Ginger and I headed back and Brian and Lee stayed and partied it up. They said it was awesome! Nothing like singing your favorite songs from your childhood til 2:00am.
Gotta run…more details to come.
Being married is always a test in blending tradition. You want your kids to have the same magical moments you had while growing up and your spouse may not see the value in all your ideas. Brian and I seemed to have had a similar childhood as far as how we celebrate holidays. We grew up with the same Santa Claus, Easter Bunny, Tooth Fairy…there are however those times where we run into some differences.
One tradition I LOVE that his family does is waking up the birthday boy or girl with presents. This is such a fun way to start your birthday! I love birthdays in particular so this adds an additional element of excitement. My mom taught early morning aerobics since I was born. She was often times teaching a class when I woke up on my birthday. She didn’t forget me, there was always balloons and a goodie bag of treats waiting for me but the thrill of waking up and opening all your presents, dressing in new clothes, playing with new games all day during your birthday is something I see my kids truly loving. I am happy to pass this Martin tradition along.
Christmas-I had a fully loaded stocking…treats, nicknacks, make up, socks, nail polish, stuffed animals, whatever could fit in the stocking. My mom had this thing stocked! (pun intended) Brian’s family had more emphasis on the presents surrounding the stocking…this is easy to meet in the middle. I put a little more than candy but leave more out to open.
Brian’s family has “Thanksgiving dinner” for more than just Thanksgiving. They serve turkey, ham, rolls, green bean casserole, potatoes…for most major holidays. We had this meal once a year, Thanksgiving, so every holiday we spend with the Martins I am a little confused and think it’s our Thanksgiving feast yet again. I often wonder if this would have been different if I didn’t come from divorced parents, having holidays split up, the ones spent with my single dad did not amount to a Thanksgiving feast, it was Chuck A Rama, Godfathers Pizza or something easy like that.
We have been spending a lot of holidays with the Martins ever since we got married. I don’t mind. I used to get more home sick, call my mom or dad and cry b/c I missed the family but now that’s it’s been over ten years that pain has definitely subsided as I feel they are just an extension of my own flesh and blood. I love spending holidays away-It’s a chance for us to get away and make it a vacation. Now that my in laws have gotten a winter home in Arizona this is all the more appealing.
Being the Easter Bunny is another area we do things a little differently. My mom used to have a trail of candy leading to our baskets, sometimes it would spell our names in cursive. She also had candy hidden all over the main area…she hid this candy really well and we would sometimes find handfuls of skittles, jellybeans, chocolate months after Easter. Brian’s family hid their baskets…they would hide chocolate eggs outside, inside, everywhere. They would have a temporary bag or basket to hold the chocolate eggs til they would find their basket. Being that we got ours right away, we added to what was already in the basket, bringing our findings mile high. I find myself wanting to do things “my way” for Easter. I loved having a trail leading to my basket and Brian loved searching high and low for his. Sometimes they would search for an hour! They also say “I spy” when they would see the hidden candy. It’s funny b/c this is unnatural for me and I almost forget it yearly.
I bend a little, he bends a little and we create what our kids will hopefully want to pass down to their children. All in all it’s far too much sugar and goodies but far too special to forget. Its times like these that add up my favorite moments of being a mom.
I have been interrupted so many times while writing this entry…back to family time. 😀
These are pictures of our trip last year to Arizona…we can be too crazy to find a normal picture but these will do. 😀
After a weekend of work, trainings, master classes, very little sleep and too much sugar last night (I have my friend Gina Owens cookies to thank for that) I feel like I am a 80 year old woman…and one that’s not in shape and still kickin. My body is screaming “rest” “please rest” and I ache in odd places like my hips that I usually don’t have problems…
I have taken a few cat naps throughout the day-1 on the plane, 1 on the floor waiting for B to go to school (I was sitting in my favorite spot…over the heater vent with a blanket trapping in the heat…try it…it’s the best spot in the house, it’ll warm you to the core, trust me) and one on the couch. I’m feeling a little more youthful now.
I had such a great night last night at my long time friend Sam Owens home with his wife and kids. They are adorable. A great couple. It was so nice to go over to their home, eat a home cooked meal, laugh, talk about old times and new times and everything in between… Being with their 3 kids made me anxious to get home to my rugrats and kiss their faces off, but I enjoyed the time I got to spend with them. 100%
I met Sam when I was a freshman in high school. (I’ll have to dig up a pic and post it. lol) He was visiting from California and we met through a mutual friend and we have managed to stay good friends through the years. Seeing Sam as a dad and husband is impressive to say the least and it makes me grateful for the good people like him in my life who have made a positive impact on me from a young age. It’s not everyday you can go a few years without seeing someone, show up at their home on a Sunday night, stuff my face on his wife Gina’s awesome cooking and talk til 12am.
Gina is adorable, fun and sweet and I feel like I have been friends with her all along AND…and this is a BIG AND…her dinner was so tasty that I even ate fish!!! If you know me, you know this is a big step. I usually don’t like fish, I try it time and time again and it never hits the spot. I would have felt fine passing it by but her kids were eating it and falling into kid peer pressure like I usually do with what they’re eating, 😉 be it chicken nuggets, french fries (haha), candy, or fish… I tried it and what do you know I LOVED IT! I’m gonna steal her cookie and fish recipes and try them ASAP. Little did she know she changed my life right there. I have been waiting to for the taste buds change b/c I know people go nutso over fish and the healthy benefits. Now let’s just see if I can duplicate it.
I am looking forward to the next time I head back to Nebraska for work and get to see them again. Thanks Omaha for a wonderful time, wonderful people, wonderful Zumba love, wonderful memories…
Until next time,
Georgetown University Law Center Professor-Law, Popular Culture and Dr Suess books…
I find myself completely exhausted, sitting on my hotel room couch, unwinding from 14 hours straight on my feel, dancing, instructing, demonstrating…Zumba…
I turn on the TV. I want to sit, do nothing, be lazy. I have a few options, weather (boring), HSN (dangerous), C-SPAN. Don’t know what this is but it catches my interest.
There is a woman talking when I tune in. She is part of a panel of distinguished educators debating Dr. Seuss books and other childhood books and the twisted story lines, deeper meanings, underlying truths the books are trying to deliver. A quote-“the child is vulnerable…and the fate of the world is on their vulnerable shoulders…the child’s economy is compromised by the reality principle…blah blah blah” The right to be heard vs the right to not be heard.
You may disagree with me…but… I totally don’t get it. I see the world differently than this panel. I don’t see Dr. Suess as someone who puts down parents in his books, showing children as only being free to explore once parents or guardians are out of the picture. I have never taken offense from a Dr Seuss book. Is it possible that the star belly sneeches aren’t about racial equality as this panel would agree, but rather just human behavior???
This panel believes that in Horton Hatches the Egg -When the egg comes out half elephant half bird that this little thing is the first transgender, hermaphrodite in children’s books. They go on to say Horton is the first Queer guardian as he hatches this egg while the mother of the Egg has once again deserted her child. hmmm…
In the Cat in the Hat the parents are depicted as strict, uncaring, not fun, filled with rules and rigidness who have left their kids (again) alone with this cat…honestly I read these books growing up and read them to my own kids and I just don’t see the deeper meaning between the lines.
It reminds me when I would watch movies growing up and someone (not mentioned) would say “I didn’t like the movie…It was so obvious of their agenda…it was all about free health care” or “that movie was all about gun laws” Maybe I’m wrong here but I see movies as being just for entertainment, not reality, and nothing with which principles I am going to change my life on. I don’t think there are near the hidden agendas that others might. Again, they’re not real, they’re just movies…that’s why you go to the theater, to see something different than your own life, otherwise you’d pop in a home movie. It’s like saying that Finding Nemo is about animal rights and not having fish in tanks b/c fish are people too…just not my style.
I view children’s books as time parents spend with their kids. There are few things as precious as reading to your kids. That one on one time. My dad would always say “reading is the gateway to knowledge, and knowledge is power”
I didn’t live with my dad growing up. My parents were divorced when I was 2, so my dad had to be creative with his quality time with his children. Reading, often times over the phone, was one of the ways he connected with us. He did this time and time again. I would get scared, call up my dad and he would read from “The Big Red Book”-as we called it. This was precious time together. My favorite story was Babar. I don’t know how many times we read this story, but it was too many to count. What was the hidden agenda behind Babar??? No idea. Babar was a symbol of time my dad spent reading to me, comforting me, making sure I felt important. Call me crazy but I hope my kids view “Horton Hear a Who” or “Horton Hatches an Egg” as time with mom. Time away from the busy schedules, time together, not me reading stories about unfairness, discrimination, social stigmatization.
I don’t like to over analyze things. I like to take things at face value and try and see the best in people and things. If we take children’s books away due to their “mixed up” messages, than what would we offer in its’ stead? More Itouch, game boy??? Please…I’d take reading again and again.
I just woke up in an unfamiliar yet all too familiar place. An empty hotel room. I am in Omaha NE and it’s almost time to leave and head to the facility where I will be conducting a Basic 1 Zumba Instructor training.
I am totally pooped. I flew into Chicago yesterday to do an appearance on the Steve Harvey Show with some fellow Zumba peeps including my friend Barb Klontz who works in education for Zumba as well. It was a great day. Started out early with one flight and ended late with another flight to NE for these trainings-today Basic 1 and tomorrow Basic 2.
When you do media appearances there’s a lot of “hurry up and wait” scenarios happening. Hurry to practice, practice, wait to go to the show, get there by such and such time…wait for hair and make up…wait for rehearsal, wait for producers to come and chat about the segment, practice with a “stand in Steve”, back to your green room… wait for final touch ups, more chat from producers, get “miked”… and then it’s go time.
I have statistics and numbers and a message to deliver. It’s similar on each show but different depending on their producers and any new statistics and angles we want to present. The song and moves will change and of course the host will be different.
Steve Harvey was a riot! He was super fun to talk to and teach the moves to and had such a great vibe about him. I love people like that. People who are warm, friendly, who have a job to do but don’t push you aside but look you in the eye and show they’re happy you’re there on their show..that’s Steve. I’d love to go on his show again. That man knows how to boogie.
I gotta go plug in my location, find the facility, set up all my gear-manuals, papers, DVDs, clothes, projector, slide show…It’s go time.
I”m sure when I walk into this hotel room again, I’ll be even more tired from sweating all day showing how to “shake your money maker.” 😉
until next time-
I can’t believe it. My little Miss B is 6 years old.
Raising B has not been an easy thing and is far from over. But she sure is fun. From the first days at the hospital there was lots of screaming on her end. She was a fairly easy delivery but she quickly and loudly let me know she had arrived. She kept me on my toes too-turning near blue a couple times there at the hospital b/c of some gunk in her lungs (oddly enough, same thing happened to me as a baby and I was rushed back to the hospital which only increased my fear of leaving the safely of the hospital)
First night home she cried bloody murder for 5 hours straight. This trend continued back and forth for about 6 weeks. This was very challenging for me. I did not know how to make her happy. If as a mom you can’t make your children happy, what can you do? I cut out everything fun from my diet and anything that had been known to cause the dreaded “colic” but nothing seemed to work. I was discouraged to say the least…
Brian was so patient with her. Many times he would send me off to catch up on some sleep and I remember waking up and checking on the two of them and he would have her all swaddled tight laying on the ottoman of her rocking chair swaying side to side to calm her down.
He had the magic touch, the baby whisperer, and she’s been a daddy’s girl ever since.
As she has grown she has added such spunk to our family. Whatever the emotion is, it’s at 110% When she’s happy, there is no one happier than her, when she is sad or dramatic or upset or mad…you can just imagine. The girl has spent a lot of time in time out over the years but she has grown to know she needs the break and this helps us all have more peace in the home. 😉
She can belly laugh like none I’ve ever heard before and would laugh for hours at her brother. She is all about fun. Anything that’s fun, has treats involved, with music, dancing and people…she is game for!
I love being her mom and I know that although raising her isn’t the easiest, nothing good in this life comes easy so I take the challenge head on. She is strong, smart, silly, sassy, kind, giving, generous, talented, she was born for greatness, but above all…SHE is mine forever, my daughter, my family, and that right there is the greatest gift.
Happy birthday my sweet baby girl.
I am not be the best dressed person around. I like to be comfortable and functional BUT also cute. Having two kids, living in Utah and doing the regular car pool, grocery store runs and weekly date night doesn’t require much as far as fashion is concerned.
I LOVE a good deal and have been known to be quite frugal. I have a problem with working my tail off and spending it quick on expensive things…I like to let it linger a little longer in my bank account and not burn a hole in my pocket…so I shop at Target, Ross, and wouldn’t you know it??? WALMART. I mix and match with items from Forever 21 and occasionally Nordstrom (even better when I can go to Nordstrom Rack or even The Rack when visiting AZ and get sweet deals)
Brian seems to think I like to buy a lot of $20-$40 items so it appears I don’t spend as much. This is still up for debate. He has a lot of theories on me…all up for debate. 😉
I was shopping at Wally World yesterday with Miss B, getting the final things for her 6th B-day party coming up. Deals were flying left and right at Walmart. Just my kind of day…
Here’s what I bought-
Pink Skinny pants that are beyond comfy and cute- $7
plain white t, a classic, goes with everything but mine are looking dingy and not so awesome- $4.47
this also came in a really cute vibrant neon-ish pink- $4.47
Swimsuit-seriously one of the cutest I’ve seen, it’s modest and fits great* and I can wiggle around in it playing with my kids and not have half my butt hanging out…-$13 for bottom $17 for top.
*the top actually needs to be taken in on the sides since it appears they sized it to a cardboard box but that’s an EASY fix on my sewing machine and the boob area fits perfect!
I’ve got a new outfit, additional shirt and swimsuit all for….(drum roll please)….. under $50
Where else can you find that? oh no where? yes, that’s what I thought. Thank you Wally World for making my day better and my wardrobe a little cuter.
Bring on the summer! this suit needs to be worn!