To ‘Juniors’ or not to ‘Juniors’.

I ask myself this question a lot when shopping at big box stores or department stores:  Do I shop in the Junior’s Department or do I look in the Misses Department?  And what exactly is a ‘Misses’ anyway?  And why does the Junior’s Dept. have trendier things.  Does this mean I’m getting old?  I’m 28 but come on!  Surely that doesn’t mean I’m throwing in the towel!?  Etc, etc, etc.

I’m sure you get the point of my internal rambling!

My humble opinion on the ‘Junior’s Department Debate’ is that it’s ok to shop in the junior’s department, however be forewarned of several things.

1.  Yes, the prices are cheaper, but that’s for a reason.  There are rarely high quality pieces in the Jr. department and that’s ok because most teens aren’t looking for investment pieces.  However you, as a responsible adult, are looking for investment pieces.  A sweater made of complete polyester might look ok the first time you wear it, but after 10 washes, it will look piled, cheap and ill fitting because it no doubt shrink in the wash.

Look at the sweaters below.  The first is a juniors dept. sweater, full polyester, but only $27.99

And then this sweater, which is a little more costly, is a wool/cashmere blend.  At $44 it’s a great price and looks infinitely more sophisticated and expensive.

The goal is to look ‘expensive’ (which translates in to classy and pulled-together) without actually spending alot.  It’s a delicate balance that many times the juniors department does not benefit.

2.  I’m going to be bold here and say if you are out of college, then please be wary of the junior’s department.  Not saying to always stay completely away, but edit your choices well, my friends.  Undoubtedly, the junior’s department is meant to fit…you guessed it, juniors.

There is something fabulous about the curves of a woman’s body that a teenager’s pair of jeans just do not appreciate.  The rise on the jean is more than likely around 3-5 inches and the average fit is a ‘lowrider’.  (*Note to self: stay away from anything that deems itself a ‘lowrider’*)  All you mamma’s out there….with all due respect, these are not the jeans for you (or me!).  Few things look less attractive than bending down to pick up your baby and seeing half of your lower back.  Yikes!  I have been there and since reformed my back-showing ways!

3.  Lastly, have you ever met a truly lovely and classy woman?  She probably rarely tries to look like someone she is not. When we dress younger than our age or dare I say life stage, it can be unbecoming and oddly enough, aging.  Instead of trying to dress ‘younger’ (i.e. shop in the jr’s dept.) try to aim for modern on your next shopping excursion.  By looking for pieces that are on trend and up-to-date you will inadvertently look younger without all of the hip-hugger jeans, graphic t-shirts and brand name hoodies (*shudder*).  For a more in depth look at finding the right jeans for your body, you might want to read this post.

Let me finish by saying that I am in no way judging if you LOVE the junior’s department. Actually, I love that you love it because that means you want to be on-trend!  (Aren’t clothes a fun way to express ourselves?) I just want to be your friendly reminder that you are beautiful, classy and polished. I want you to do yourself justice!  You deserve to look your best and let the rest of the world know just how fabulous you are; that means looking like you are comfortable with your life stage.

Out with the old and in with the classy and modern.  Let’s do this!

 

20 Months.

20 months ago….

I slept all night, every night, and never thought a thing about it.

I shopped at Lenox and never once thought, “I must go into BabyGap because they have the best kids clothes!”

It was just me and Brad at dinner every night and I so often took that for granted.

Speaking of dinner, I actually ate mine when it was hot.

Brad and I also went on regular midnight Waffle House dates.

All of my clothes fit the way they did in college (aside from pregnancy, of course).

I didn’t know the difference between huggies and pampers.

I was never home for the night at 7pm.

I thought I was happy and complete and that having baby would change me but not that drastically.

Boy was I wrong.

20 months later…..

I have a GORGEOUS, funny, intelligent, sweet 20 month old that follows me everywhere.

I read fewer novels but I can tell you every word to ‘Jingle, the Good Dog.’

I am a SAHM.

My husband is wrapped around a 25 lb. toddler’s little finger.  (Which is really quite small!)

I love her smell.  I mean really, love her smell.  I check on her each night after she sleeps and her sweet aroma fills her room.  Puts a lump in my throat just thinking about it.

We have more conversations about things like our family legacy and college tuition than ever before.

We have had the hard conversations of who would have custody of Rowan should something happen to us.

Since Brad travels so much, we know what would happen if he tragically couldn’t come home to us.

20 months later we have had to partake in all of these super adult conversations because we have a baby that needs our protection.  It’s not fun, but it’s necessary.

And speaking of that baby that requires us to have adult conversations…..

She is talking UP A STORM.

Some of her favorite things to say:

‘there you go’

‘no’

‘more’

She can name around 13 animals.

she knows all of her favorite foods and tells you what she wants to eat (she actually ate almost a can and a half of green beans last night! Oh, and ‘bewwies’)

She loves to announce herself in a store.  We walk in, she’s in the cart or her stroller and she (very loudly) says ‘HEWOW!!!’ to the ENTIRE store.

She is also adamantly friendly.  She will say ‘hewow’ or ‘hey’ to literally everyone we meet in a store.  And if they don’t respond to her, she continues telling them ‘hey’ until they speak to her.  Serves them right, they should have said ‘hey’ to my beautiful baby in the first place!  :)

When we say ‘pwaers’ (prayers) she ‘turns her eyes off. AKA: closes them.

She can not only unlock our i-phones but also get to the music and turn it on or to the search bar and start ’ti-ting’ (typing)

Girlfriend loves some Mexican food.  She eats chips (‘tips’) with cheese (‘heese’), almost a whole plate of rice and bean (‘ice ‘n eens’) and then almost a full fish taco.

‘Bocks’ (blocks) are one of her favorite toys.  Oh, and how could I forget her toy hair dryer??  She is OBSESSED with this little pink hair dryer that turns on.  She even goes into our room, gets a hair brush from my drawer and then holds the brush and dryer up to her head like mommy does.  ADORABLE.

She loves the bathtub.  Pouring water on her head is her most favorite thing to do.

She sleeps from 7:30pm- 8:30 am and still takes two naps a day.  I’m holding on to the morning nap as long as I can.  It gives me a chance to workout and get dressed.  It seriously is such a blessing and not one I take for granted.

Silly girl also LOVES to be scratched.  If you scratch on her arm, she instantly stops what she’s doing, hands you the other arm and says ‘more!’

All in all, she is a funny little (almost) 2 year old!  She’s a joy to be around and as my dad says, ‘She has the anointing of the Lord in her eyes.’

I’m so thankful for all of the lessons that these past 20 months have brought our way, but I’m most thankful for the package that they came in.

Weekend Fun in Houston, TX

Updated to add: Here’s a link to the official LPM Recap of the SSMTC!  I’m in the picture with my friend Heather reciting our verses!  (Hint: Look for my leopard shoes!)  

This post is title Weekend Fun in Houston, TX b/c I just got back from a great trip with about 1,200 other Siestas.  Here’s the definition of a Siesta since it sounds sort of silly the first time you hear it!

Isn’t “siesta” the Spanish word for nap? Yes! Then why are our LPM blog readers called siestas? One time Beth typed out the word “sistas,” referring to our blog readers, and her spell checker wanted her to change it to “siestas.” The name stuck! You can read about it here. If you read this blog, consider yourself a siesta! It’s just another word for sister.

Since (L toR) Heather, Melissa,Melissa’s mom Patty and I all completed the scripture memory requirements, we got to go to Houston to celebrate with Beth Moore herself.  We arrived Thursday night and headed straight to dinner at Maggiano’s.  FAB. U. LOUS.  Also, Melissa’s birthday was on Sunday so we got to celebrate that all weekend!  We kept saying the Beth Moore planned all of this just for Mel’s bday and then snorting we were laughing so hard at our nerdy joke.  It’s tough being this cool, you know.

The next morning we had a truly divine encounter in the coffee shop with a man named Dawit, from Ethiopia.  Since Mel and Heather were there just a couple of months ago, we loved talking with him about the Lord and his home country.  He even brought gifts from Ethiopia and sent them to our room.  Isn’t God so cool?

After leaving the coffee shop we ran into an awesome new friend named Cindy, see below.  She came to the event by herself from Virginia Beach.  The craziest thing, is that she had just moved to the states from the UK!  Her husband and their 2 kids lived there for 2.5 years.  She was one of the bubbliest personalities and we truly enjoyed getting to know her! Not to mention she had the best stories and one of them included when she met Prince Harry in a Pub! (Hi Cindy!)
The next photos are from Friday night.  There was a Friday night session and a Saturday morning session.  Melissa and Heather are below.   Me and Melissa.  Also, can we please not talk about my bangs in these evening pictures.  Seriously.  They make me so mad when they ‘separate’ like that.  Know what I mean?  Grrr.  I had major bang drama that evening but I’m over it now.  It was better on Saturday and I’m an adult so I definitely don’t get caught up in things like bang drama.  

The stage was set with these huge signs everywhere.  

It was really exciting when Beth Moore came out on stage.  We were only about 6 rows back so we were up close and personal.  (I also met her back in 2010, read more about that here)

I also got to meet a couple of other AWESOME ladies.  I LOVE Boomama’s blog.  Her ‘voice’ on her blog is not only hilarious but strikingly relatable.  She was just as lovely in person!  Glad I got meet a fellow Birmingham girl!  

The next photo is an i-phone shot of me, Melissa, Amanda Jones and Heather.  Amanda was another person that I just HAD to meet.  I learned about As Our Own through her and look up to her greatly as a mother and believer.  She was gracious, warm and kind; everything you’d expect her to be!  

Oh, forgot to mention that we were at Houston First Baptist for the event.  A huge and wonderful church.  They were so welcoming and accommodating!  There was no way that Beth Moore could have her picture taken with all 1,200 of us, so we did group shots by region.  This photo is of all the women from the East Coast.  If you find Beth in the center, we are two people to the left of her.  We are practically best friends now but I would never want to rub that in your face.  I’m nice like that.
This shot below is of our new friend Cindy and Beth talking.  Since she was from the UK they did a photo of just the International travelers.  All 6 of them.  Cindy really could say that she and Beth are friends now.  Why couldn’t I have come from the UK???

Patty got a chance to meet Travis Cottrell who lead worship.  He was great and Patty LOVED meeting him!  

Beth’s teaching for the weekend was centered around 2 John.  There were so many great points but one that stuck with me was the idea that it is possible to lose our ground in our faith.  So the whole idea was to take back our ‘yard’ (read: our lives) for the Lord.  So she told us to go home and get dirt from our yard and claim our homes a place for the Lord and that Satan was NOT welcome here anymore.

Get. Out. Of. My. Yard.  I belong to the Lord!

Lastly, a few shots before we headed to the airport on Saturday.  Don’t I have pretty friends??
The next two shots were inside jokes, but trust me.  They were hilarious.  WOW.  :)This is Melissa’s bird face.  She’s pretty proud of that one.  Love that she’s not shy!  This picture of me and Mrs. Patty is so special because she literally treated me and Heather like her daughters.  We paid for nothing all weekend.  Every meal, even our morning coffee, was covered by her.  Her kindness and wisdom is matched only by her generosity.  Thank you, Mrs. Patty!!

To say that we had a great trip would be a MAJOR understatement.  We laughed, we cried, we sang, we counseled, we received and we were blessed.  Can’t wait for the next gathering in 2014!  Way to go Siestas!

Nicole - January 23, 2012 - 11:20 pm

Ahhhh, you waving in the group shot had my laughing out loud. For real for real! So something I would do.

Brooke - January 25, 2012 - 5:31 pm

Ummm … Pretty sure I saw a pic of you on the Siesta blog today. Although it’s from the side so I’m not totally sure, but the scarf looks the same. (Do I sound like a total stalker?!) :) Anyway. Sounds like you guys had a blast! Looking forward to SSMT again in 2013!

patty laramore - January 25, 2012 - 5:34 pm

awwwwwww…loved the weekend so much. God was so very sweet with us! On to the book of JAMES and 2014 Siesta Celebration!
Let’s do this thang, girls! xoxoxox

Melanie - January 25, 2012 - 8:05 pm

Loved your recap of the SSMTC! Especially the “WOW” and “Seal of approval” photos! Totally forgot about those hilarious jokes! Wasn’t it a wonderful weekend??? Can’t wait to come back for some fashion tips!

DIY: What a Sharpie Can Do For You.

I have had this pair of black flats for 5 years now.  I thought they were so awesome when I got them.  I may or may not have used the word ‘funky’ multiple times upon purchasing them. That sort of makes me chuckle right now. Black flats.  Funky.  I love a good shoe joke, don’t you?  It was 5 years ago though, so you’l never be able to confirm my nerdiness.  Bwahaha.

ANYWAY.  They are nice shoes and super comfortable so they are sort of old faithfuls.  The toe, being so pointy, has taken quite a hit over the past 5 glorious years we have shared together, these black flats and I.  So I showed them a little love and TLC the other day and I thought you might have a neglected shoe (or 7) that could use some attention as well.  Isn’t that all we want anyway?  Just a little attention?  Nope?  That must just be me.  Ok, moving on….

I used my handy black sharpie and went to work on one of the toes.

I only did one so that you could see the difference. Here’s a before shot….And here’s the after shot.  Not bad right? Granted it doesn’t look fantastic but when they are on my feet, no one will be able to tell.  Then again, maybe that’s because I’m tall-ish?  And the fact I need glasses?  Have I mentioned this is a ‘good enough’ DIY?  That’s what I like to offer you here on this little blog: Mediocre Ways of Doing Things.  It’s sort of my specialty.        Well, now that we’ve got that cleared up, I give you the shoes side by side.  One finished and the other sitting there feeling neglected because I have not shown it any black sharpie lovin’.  See, I make such sacrifices for my blog readers.  I neglect my shoes for you!  Please don’t call the official police of Shoe Neglecting.  (Pssst…I’ll let you in on a little secret: It wouldn’t be the first time!)

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to go sharpie my other 5 year old shoe and finish packing for Houston.  Shoe neglect I can handle but packing neglect?  Not so much.  I’m a terrible packer so it takes all of my energy and focus to make sure I have all the essentials.

Pjs: check.

Extra pair of Jeans: check.

License to get on the plane: check.

Socks b/c my feet get cold at night: check.

See, I told you I have everything.  If nothing else I’ll be warm on my lower half and well identified.

Priorities people, priorities.

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