Fences

I take it back. I am not dedicated enough to take a picture of my outfit everyday. I also don't have time everyday. Somedays, yeah, but not everyday. Besides that, my lighting and location are awful. Self photography is not my strong suit.

So let's regroup. I'll try harder to put together outfits that I LOVE, because you really should love what you wear. And I'll try to post pictures when I can and see how that goes.

I'm feeling very non-committal these days. Sitting on a fence is uncomfortable, by the way.

Here's the 2 outfits on the days that I was dedicated to this idea.

Shirt, Nordstrom rack. Jeans, Gap. Cardigan, Shade Clothing. Boots, Target.

What I wasn't dedicated to was putting on makeup on day 2. Sorry.
Dress, Target. Leggings, Ross. Boots, thrifted. Bicycle necklace, Tulle.

on the catwalk

You know those blogs where women post photos of their daily outfits? The ones where they are featured standing in perfect natural light in a field or on a busy city street? And they have on beautiful clothes from boutiques or, even better, their sponsors? And their hair and accessories are always on point?

I drool over those blogs.

This isn't one of those blogs.

BUT, I have been wanting to document my outfits via my blog (which I think 3 people read, total). I have been cycling through the same articles of clothing repeatedly the past month or so, and I need to work more at mixing it up. I have a lot of clothes to choose from (don't tell my husband I admitted that), and my choices have been lackluster recently.

So I'm hoping that documenting what I wear for a few weeks will do 2 things:
1. Stir up a renewed effort/energy in choosing my clothes each day, and...
2. Help me to find the things I never wear so I can either work them into an outfit or get rid of them

oh and a third thing!...3. Give me a chance to see what items I need to add to my closet. I use the term need loosely, here.

Not sure if I can pull off daily photographs of myself fully dressed and with my hair combed but here's hoping.

snowbirds

We loaded into the car one Saturday morning a few weeks ago with our gloves, beanies and boots- ready for the snow. It'd been a topic of conversation all week.

"I go see da snow today?" was the greeting I heard every morning when going to get Sawyer from his crib.

Imagine the disappointment, when we finally got out of the car at a perfect snowman building spot at Mt. Charleston, to see that the snow was really just ice. Frozen, slippery, unforgiving ice.

After about 10 minutes of trying to make snowballs out of ice and having no luck at all, Sawyer said "Its too swippery!" and we waved our flags and returned to the city. The rest of the day panned out much better with a lunch date at the park with his cousins and dinner at a "renst-uh-rant" later that night.

P.S. I have SUCKED at taking pictures lately. Once there's some good images worth sharing, the blog posts might be a. more frequent, b. more interesting.

Fail

I suck at blogging. Mostly because it isn't convenient to blog from my iPhone and if my iPhone can't facilitate an activity, I don't do that activity very often.

I am complacent and lazy, thanks to my phone.

But I am also slightly better informed- news apps. I have a large arsenal of recipes- epicurious app. I am more organized- calendar, lists, contacts. And I will destroy you at scrabble- thank you, words with friends app.

Lastly, I will be a better blogger. This post is being written via my iPhone.

A DECADE

"Oh time drags its feet
but somehow you sneak it past me
Night after night
At this rate if you stay with me
I'll go to bed at twenty-three
And wake up sixty-five
Well next to you that would be just fine
That'd be just fine"

dash away

On the phone with Santa Claus. This was a daily occurrence at our house.

Christmas came and went. It's bittersweet once it's all over, but it was pretty great while it lasted. We spent lots of time with both of our families and this holiday seemed slightly less stressful and rushed than those in the past. I'm hoping to convince all parties involved in our holidays to simplify things even more for next Christmas. Time will tell.

Sawyer still wakes up singing jingle bells and asking to go see Santa. He might just keep Christmas in his heart all year long. Experiencing the holidays with him at 2 years old was a blast. He loved Santa, loved the songs, the treats, the lights and the tree.
Santa brought a lollipop. It's all he remembers from Christmas morning.

thanksgiving

happy...thanksgiving?

little turkey
airplane with papa
iphone photos with uncle paul
turkey hangover/naptime