Ashes To Ashes. Dust To Dust. *

Lent. Something I have yet to practice in my 28 years on this earth. Yes, I was baptized Catholic and while that’s typically where your journey in faith begins, mine pretty much about ends there too. I grew up in a happy home, a hopeful home and a humble home. No, we didn’t attend church, except for the occasional wedding, funeral, baptism etc. but that didn’t result in a lack of faith. Faith in what? I don’t really know. I still question that rather often, but I knew that things happened for a reason. I knew it wasn’t all just me. At least that’s what I was told. . . at this point in my life I can attest that it’s more than likely still the case.

But Lent? Lets be honest, I had never even heard the term “Lent” until my senior year of high school. I don’t know if it was the lack of catholic upbringing or the outright obliviousness that were my youthful years, but I had not a damn clue that Lent even existed.  When I did finally come to understand, I figured that unless I was an out-and-out Catholic, participating in the act of Lent would be somewhat hypocritical. To this day I still feel that same doubt. . . amongst other things.

Over the years I disregarded Lent. I couldn’t shake that feeling that I didn’t belong and it seemed to me that it was an easy out for people who failed on their New Year resolutions. 40 days and 40 nights. . . .totally same thing! [Right.] Not to mention all the ass hats who couldn’t make a faithful gesture if their lives depended on it are now “giving up” for Lent. Yes, I’m sure Baby Jesus adores you for those 40 days of sacrificing a Dr. Pepper. #Idiots.

Then in college came the jokers of lent. “I’m giving up sex”, “I’m giving up drinking”, “I’m giving up _________ (<—Insert incredibly immature and already uncondoned Catholic behavior here.)”. I mean seriously, if you were a true Catholic you would know that half the things you’re “giving up” weren’t supposed to be happening in the first place. #Sinners. You just read all sorts of stupid. As time passed and life went on, Lent would always be just another amusing month of nonreligious humans attempting to proclaim their Christianity by avoiding all things chocolate. . . OH and the never-ending “fish platters” during my Friday night bar shift.

After college, my husband and his sisters were the first people I was in direct contact with that took part in Lent. Our first Lent together, I was pregnant. PJ gave up Alcohol, or at least beer, I can’t really remember. While it was a sweet gesture to keep my fat, pregnant and sober ass in good and decent company. . . it’s still the same stupid concept that I mentioned above. No, he doesn’t go to church (anymore), he eats meat on Fridays and the only real reason he’s partaking is because it’s something to Tweet about. That same year I gave up caffeine, smoking, deli meat, medium-rare steak, alcohol, belly flops, mountain biking, crab legs, any future in professional sky-diving, my dream job at Titleist, a relocation to Boston, perfect abs, my genuinely decent physique and gravity (see ya later perky tatas). I will go on record saying that my first attempt at “Lent” was a blowout. #Winning. But seriously, I didn’t partake in Lent.

(Kathy This One’s For You! #HappyWednesday! ♥)

You see, life is all about sacrifices. I don’t need a calendar to tell me when it is I should consider “giving something up”. Just like I don’t need to attend a Sunday service to believe in “God”. Looking back on my life as it relates to religion, I know that one quote and one moment alone made a larger impact on me than any Sunday sermon or list of vows. It was a single line from the movie Simon Birch. . . . “Faith is not in a Floor Plan”. While this may seem incredibly stupid to many of you now, back in 1998 I was 12 years old. I was just beginning to understand the difference between how my friends were raised as it related to religion as opposed to myself. This statement helped me grasp on to what it is I wanted to trust in, that no mater where I was I could always believe. My family supported this in it’s entirety and from that moment forward it’s how I’ve viewed religion.

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So I confess (since it IS Wednesday) that I once again, can’t commit to Lent. It’s not the sacrifice or the 40 day loss- it’s the fact that in no faithful context would I feel obligated to equate my ability to stop snacking on Milky Way Darks to an act of spiritual selflessness. Granted, giving up particular habits (such as: Starbucks on Saturdays) can prove to be rather difficult, it doesn’t mean that in turn, the world is becoming a better place.

So with that being said, I’ll be giving up nothing- per usual. As I will continue to eat my morning Cheetos and digest yesterdays Biggby, I will also remind myself that I make sacrifices every single day. . .for family, for friends, for the future, for me. . . .  and I don’t stop at #40.

Also: Please jump in on Kathy’s Hump Day Confessions over at Vodka & Soda

& say Hello to Liz from Fitness Blondie with her Hump Day Blog Hop!

Get in on the action and meet new people, I know I can’t wait!

Cheers!

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Boy, That Escalated Quickly *

In light of my recent blogging, it’s come to my attention that my acts of “internet rant”- if you will – have been everything less than secretive. With numerous friends and family discovering my private world of personal thought, it’s becoming more and more apparent that I need to step forward before I’m “found out”. While I initially planned to post publicly from the start, the past 5 months have made quite clear that I am in no way ready to step out of my comfort zone.

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In the beginning, personal dissatisfaction was strung together by tiny pieces of self-doubt and Front Paige News was in NO WAY ready for public scrutiny. While I dabbled with layout, structure, themes and more, the first few months of this personal blog were both completely chaotic and professionally un-published. If you take a look through my Archives, you’ll see that one Photography post was made back in October (My First Post EVER) and then NOTHING until the last weeks of November. I was absolutely petrified long before “my” world was even part of the equation. With no idea on where to go, I refused to face my fears. Then one sleepy day in November I came across Amanda over at Voyage of the MeeMee. A close friend, she lit a fire under my ass to get up and get going. Her blog’s been a great motivation and while we’ve discussed our mutual fears of going “Public” if you will, she can always – at the very least – inspire me to take tackle my fears online. This works, and now I’m regularly posting to an audience of complete strangers. Did I mention it’s fun??

But that’s not the point.

Now I’m here, 30+ posts later and I’m starting to feel the pressure of what to do with myself and my blog. Who am I writing to? While I adore this personal “blogisphere” I live in with a micro-mini collection of comments and a handful of followers, I know that my reasoning behind blogging in the first place was to create an open forum for those that I know and care about to come together and follow-up on the things going on in me and my family’s life. Now that I’m actually blogging, that’s my biggest fear!

Am I ready for everyone I know outside of this tiny space to see my little creation? Is it really anything? Lets be real, I still have no idea what I’m doing and while I’d like to think my friends and family would chime in each day and merrily read up on my happenings, this is nothing more than an elongated Facebook status that most people should scroll on by. . . Which brings me to my next fear, what if people DO read it? That’s even more horrifying! What if people actually like this garbage and I end up feeling more and more obligated to keep up on my posts. The pressure would be both intimidating and unnecessary on so many levels. I mean, it could really get out of hand! This isn’t my full-time profession. I don’t need the added stress of one more item on my daily “to-do” list do I? Or do I?

While I’ve yet to really feel secure in my blogging abilities, it’s something I truly look forward to. Yes, I still slack on a variety of levels and no, I don’t always know where I’m going with each post. But that’s ok, I’m learning. I’m facing my fears on a daily level and instead of running, I’m stepping up. . . .little by little.

I guess this brings me to my question for all of you: At what point did you take the plunge and introduce your personal space to your personal “people”? Was it months? Years? Immediately? What was your experience and what is your advice – if any – for me?

Ps. I would also like to toss a huge Happy Birthday out to Amanda over at Voyage of the MeeMee! Your’e the peaches to some sweet and tasty cream and I love you bitch. . . Xo! 

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Cheers!

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Friday Favorites *

In an attempt to stay on track, I’m sticking to my Friday Favorites this week. . . . While I have no idea if I even like this idea yet, I have established a Link-Up for any of you that want to get in on this. I also realize I’m not even posting this until like 6:00 pm on Friday (I’m a slacker) so I won’t have hurt feelings if none of you want to get in on this action! Seriously, I’m just testing some shit out because well, I have NO clue what in the hell I’m doing EVER so I figure today would be a decent day to attempt a link-up.

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For this Friday Favorites I just want to share a few of my favorite quotes, one liners and musical lyrics that mean a little something to me. Reading inspirational, humorous or even light-hearted quotes is something I’ve always enjoyed and I’ve recently began to turn these personal favorites into inspirational prints. Combining work with passion. . . it’s just something I’m trying for meSticky Note 7.jpg Sticky Note 5.jpg Sticky Note 1.jpg Sticky Note 2.jpg Sticky Note 8.jpg Sticky Note 4.jpg Sticky Note 6.jpg Sticky Note 3.jpg

I just love these little sticky notes. I have to say that every one of these quotes just brightens my day!

What are some of your favorite quotes?

Feel like sharing some of your favorites? It can be anything! Get creative and join in on the fun! Happy Friday. 

Please Feel Free To Get In On The Friday Favorite Action By Joining My Link-Up- Or just get in on it for the sake of me making sure I’m doing this shit right!!!

Cheers!

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What Day Is It?

Hello Hump Day! This day. Seriously. Ok, so I have to get right on my confessions this week. Literally, have been in need of confessions since basically the moment I stopped typing confessions to Kathy LAST Wednesday. . . anyhow. Here goes:

Confession #1: I can’t stop crying today. Like legit tears. I don’t ever cry (Reference to last weeks post about my dog dying- no tears) so that just tells you what kinda day it’s been. I’m at work mind you, *ps. this has nothing to do with work- I LOVE my coworkers and job!* so I keep creeping off to the bathroom like I have to pee my pants every 30 minutes. It’s pretty much awful, awkward and I just want to go home. And NO, I will not be sharing the dirty details today. . . Thank You. OH and Thank god for good friends and chocolate covered strawberries. My best girlies had these delivered to my office today because they knew I was down. . . . ♥ Them!

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Confession #2: I swear I talk about Chocolate Covered Strawberries like every other post, I’m sorry. Actually, I’m not but I will make a valiant effort to dial it down. Actually, no. That’s a lie too. This entire confession will more realistically result in my desire to bring up C.C.S-Berries all the more now.

Confession #3: I haven’t given Paige a bath in four days. Actually that’s another lie, she hasn’t had a bath in like six-seven days. She showered with me on Saturday night though. . . so that counts. Although mentioning to my husband that our 2 year old took a shower was sort of awkward. The whole event was awkward really. . . “Where’s Paige?” – “In The Shower.” Just say it out loud and look at this face:Screen Shot 2014-01-13 at 2.20.38 PM

Now: picture it in the shower. #DamnWeirdBaby. Regardless, I don’t feel that guilty as I’ve found lots of parents don’t bathe their nuggets every day. . . or even every other. Or every other,other. I mean personally, If I shit my pants once or twice a day I would want baths on the regular. Paige? Just doesn’t care. I mean sure she likes baths but she also likes 8,567 other things ALL at once, so her bath sometimes falls down the list.  . . . Oh forget it, I was being lazy. But seriously, I have a hard enough time squeezing in a shower for myself most days and now this? #MomProblems

Confession #4: After posting my previous confession I am now slightly nervous petrified that Child Protective Services will come knocking on my door because I neglected to bathe my OCD baby. Trust me- her 15 minute hand washing session 4-6 times a day more then make up for her lack of a luke-warm tub. . . .you would think she’s Howard Hughes in the Aviator.* #ISwearImAGoodMother.

*If you didn’t get the reference then I’m sorry. It’s funny. Just Google that shit already. Then laugh.

Confession #5: I must do YOGA tonight. I haven’t partaken in this relaxing ritual it almost two weeks. I was really getting into it for a while. I’m not one for many extra curricular activities- unless you count running up and down the stairs 9 times a night because I can’t seem to ever remember what I’m looking for in our basement storage room, like EVER– but Yoga’s different. I’ve needed something for ME this winter. Something to get out of my own head for 30 or so minutes. I golf and bike in the summer but this harsh winter has been hard on the soul and Yoga has helped. Plus I enjoy watching Paige attempt the poses. . . she’s actually getting pretty good. #NamasteBitches.

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That’s a wrap! For all of you that don’t know: Wednesday is the perfect occasion to head on over to Kathy’s link-up at Vodka & Soda and take part in her “HumpDay Confessions“. A hilarious excuse to air your dirty laundry, her links are just what the doctor ordered for your mid-week blues!

Cheers,

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Try Something New *

What is it about change? What about change-in all it’s uncertainty-forces certain people to just completely shut down? Is it Fear? As I have come to understand in my lifetime, fear is the root of all unhappiness and unhappiness stems from one’s inability to change. In knowing this, I have always made a conscious effort to welcome change into my life. A creator of personal prints and someone who’s small obsession with an abundance of quotes glimmers quite obvious; one of my all time favorite quotes has always been that on Darwinism:

“It is not the strongest of the species that survives, nor the most intelligent. It’s the one that’s the most adaptable to change.”

Truer words were never spoken. While I’ve dabbled in my own guilty moments of peaceful contention, I’ve never lost the ambition to seek new paths. An explorer at heart, I’ll seek my kicks in every corner. While I may find myself often limited by particular life-choices, this doesn’t mean that I have to sacrifice who I am as a person, my happiness and my curiosity.

Last night, I came across a quote on a friend’s Facebook that took me by surprise. Perhaps it was that I had never heard this quote, (which is indeed surprising as I creep thousands of quotes per week). . . or maybe it was the fact that it completely encompassed my life in that exact moment. 

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I sat both confused and inspired on my couch alone. Was this what I was afraid of? Was I afraid? Was I myself, resisting change?

While a constant argument in my home tends to circle around any substance of modification, my husband often states his inability or desire for any type of drastic change. He’s content. I often find myself frustrated and bewildered at such a person. Am I content? Sure, for a hot minute while I’m sipping tea and watching Netflix in my Northface pants. I can be down right humble at times . . . but I’ll always be self-seeking, ever changing. I strive for personal growth. . . the adrenaline in not knowing. Yet here I am afraid of some of Life’s “What Ifs”.

  • When I started this blog, I was afraid. Afraid of publishing content, afraid of my layout, afraid of being boring, afraid I would look like I had NO idea what I was doing. Well guess what? I still don’t. Oh and guess again, that’s Ok.
  • My Etsy Shop? I’m afraid it won’t become what I want it to be. I want busy, I want traffic, I want a full time commitment. While I can’t predict the future, I can do my part in making sure I’m on the right track to success. It’s something I enjoy and it brings happiness to people all around me.
  • Crafting? #SeriousAmateurRightHere but hey, I’m totally addicted. While I’m often afraid of attempting a difficult project, I’m always finding way to expand my creativity and take it to the next level-One step at a time.

So now what? Time for CHANGE. I want to stop fearing the “what if’s” and become the “what’s up”! I want independence, self reliability, individual worth. I need that, for me. I need to take my passion for the creative and put it to work. I want my passion to become a career and this career to be my passion. So I ask you: what’s the next step? I love this quote for the very reason that I’m NOT a professional, yet I have no idea how to take a step back from the professional (corporate) world and just BE. Be an amateur. Be willing to accept that things wont be perfect, wont be pretty; however, I just may succeed.

Have any of you turned your passion into a career? Did your career become your passion? What’s the secret to loving what you do and doing what you love??

♥ Cheers!

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Capturing Space: Create Your Craft Room On A Budget! *

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After much anticipation and a little good ol’ anxiety creativity, I have finally completed my newly remodeled Craft Room! A project that’s been long in the making, this previously useless spare bedroom has become what will now be known as “Chelsea’s Lair”. Below you will find the dictionary definition of the term Lair and have a better understanding of why it is I will be choosing this title for such a room. . . . #YesImAWildAnimal.

lair
le(ə)r/
noun
  1. a wild animal’s resting place, esp. one that is well hidden.
synonyms: denburrowholetunnelcave More

Chelsea’s Lair is going to be the perfect place to calm down and get crafty. Being the wild, chaotic and disorganized individual that I am, I can’t even begin to tell you how much it means to at last have a space in which I can truly unwind (and hide)! A colorful, calming and creative space . . . I can finally escape Life’s daily duties and comfortably update my Etsy Shop, Blog Space then go on to attempt every bat-shit-crazy Pinterest idea I can get my dirty little hands on. #ADreamComeTrue!

But seriously, this Lair will ultimately offer a space that Paige and I can bond in a creative environment time and again. Whether it’s painting on her easel or playing with play-dough. . . this home office/craft room will provide the perfect opportunity for playful discovery! Capturing a space that’s been so idle over the years, it’s nice to have the extra room while also finding affordability in a makeover.  So without further introduction, I present you- How To: Create Your Craft Room On a Budget!  

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So it’s probably important that I first address my obsession with Pinterest and all the un-realistic “home office” pins you can find on that succubus. Practical? No. Visually appealing? F Yes. I am literally entranced. Crisp white counters with perfectly paired rugs . . . invisible wires (seriously though, how is your computer not dead yet?) and lamps that twinkle with glitter complimented by the vague scent of rubber cement and lavender. It’s seriously a joke right? Nobody can keep a room this organized, pretty AND productive. It’s just not possible.

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And seriously with the white. Why does EVERY craft room have to be white?? Did I miss the memo? Not only is white furniture a pain in the ass to come by, it’s incapable of staying true to color in the presence of my toddler. #TrueStory. Talk about a blank canvas, my daughter would eagerly color the shit out of a white desk. It looks like paper . . . I can’t even be mad. Oh and white walls? #DontEvenGoThere. I can’t handle it. Needless to say, I decided on black espresso, as I do everything in our house. While I enjoy the calming effects of lighter colors, I also appreciate the resale value in our home, thus leading me to a uniform design and flow through out our house. . . espresso everything. It started small and has now resulted in a domino like effect through the entire place. . . every room. It just works.

So to start, this project came about when I stumbled across one hell of a good deal on Craigslist. Once my wedding was over, the spare room sat empty. With the initial intent of creating another guest room, I quickly switched gears towards a more productive space once I spotted this posting. $100 for 4 (gently used) Ikea “cube” shelves. I’m pretty sure they are called Expedit Shelves at the actual Ikea store, but since our entire house is filled with “cube” shelves from Target, Ikea and probably Walmart; I continue to just refer to them as cubes. Ok, so this couple was moving to Atlanta and couldn’t fathom moving such a boat-load of shelving, thus- I score. #BigTime. One 8 Unit “cube” shelf is $89.99 alone at Ikea. PLUS it’s over an hour drive to Ikea. Ferndale is maybe 20 minutes. With that being said, I purchased them all. 2- 8 unit shelves and 2- 4 unit shelves. That would typically run a person $279.96 plus tax. I scored them for $85- (Talked the husband down over the phone.) #GoMe. They seriously are brand new with the exception of a few minor scratches that are on the floor end only. I couldn’t be happier. I get home and rearrange them alongside a few dressers we already owned with my hubby. Below was the layout we came up with.

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Ok so this is when things start to get exciting (If you’re not excited yet, stop reading. . . seriously, we can’t be friends). I have the space and the furniture, now it’s up to me to fill in the blanks! That is right, a blank canvas left all to my devices. Lets get decorating. . .  dollar store time is upon us people! #IFingLoveDollarTree.

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Ok so first lets start with this little shelving unit. The shelf was something we had lying around already, probably from Ikea as well. You can pick one up for like $15 or less. Anyhow, I decided it would be best suited above the desk end of my random layout and could be used as a decorative focal point. I decided that by picking up a few randoms to throw atop this little beauty I could really get a great vibe going. First was the random ceramic blue bird (adorned with inappropriate and slightly humorous crown): Picked him up at HobbyLobby for $1.50. His beak was chipped- normally $15.99. The Pink Bird Cage you see: $3.50 – Also from Hobby Lobby. Normally $7.00 but was marked 50% off the day I was shopping. Blue frame: Free – I’ll explain further down in the post. The blue bowl and Green mini bucket: $.25 – DollarTree. Picked them up a few birthdays back for candy dishes. 4 for $1. The Purple Clothes Pin: $1.00 in the Michael’s Craft Store $1 Bins. The A-R-T Letters – leather wrapped – $1.00 each – Also in the Michael’s Craft Store $1 Bins. I’m telling you people, THIS is where it’s at. I can’t stop at any craft store without checking out the clearance sections, $1.00 bins or markdowns. It’s always a gold mine!

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Next comes the top of the bookshelf. I decided to spruce this up with a few things I already had lying around. It was ok at first but was lacking that “grab factor”. I decided to pick up a wall decal at Jo-Anne Fabrics last weekend to finish it off. The Decal was only $9.99 normally – A great price. I got it for $6.36 with a 40% off Coupon. #Winning. The Paige frame was a gift I got from my husband a year or so back and fit the bill so it stays. The blue frames, well: I hosted a black-market trade with my sister-in-law. She gave me 9 aqua, mint and teal frames in exchange for one pair of moccasins. You think I’m joking? I’m not. I initially ordered them for myself, the 5 was too small (this typically NEVER happens). Alexa, being the only human on earth to wear a smaller shoe size than myself, was my logical recipient for a free pair of Mint Green Mocs. Something I was truly in love with. . . . Don’t worry. I still ordered myself another pair (they were on clearance + free shipping = DUH). She called and told me she had some un-used frames she was getting rid of and thought I might be interested, I told her I had some brand new Mocs that wouldn’t see the likes of my foot. . . we rendezvoused that night. BAM! Trade. (I guess I will consider the frames costing me $12.99- the total for these AEO Mocs). The chair – already owned. The “Live What You Love” sign was a random purchase at Hobby Lobby for 40% off at $6.50 and that awkward vintage desert tray in the back? $2 from a Craigslist spree back in 2012. . . Yes I’m crazy.

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This little cubed in portion of my desk was another area I planned for appearance, not storage (although the apple obsession had to be stored somewhere- it’s a little of both). The bottom shelf was an excellent place to store all our old apple boxes, some needed-some not . . . but I seriously just love their packaging. The other side was a perfect fit for Paige’s first scrapbook. It’s basically an exact fit. Above are just fabric remnants, thrift store vases and some fake floral. All in all I would say totaling $8. It wasn’t much of a find as I just pick things up when I’m out and about . . . I figure out what to do with the stuff months down the road.

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I seriously just LOVE these letters. Fun Fact – If you switch the A with the R it spells RAT (a nickname my husband often uses on Paige when she’s being a “brat”). . . the fact that these letters were placed directly below her photos is however, a total coincidence. #ThatsWhatWeTellOurselves.

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This wall art was picked up at Hobby Lobby for $12.50. Originally $25.00, it was marked at 50% off- along with everything else made of wood in the store. I couldn’t help myself. . . . I Love The Sales!

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The desktop is probably my favorite part of the room. . . So much color, so many helpful storage ideas. It’s seriously just so FUN! On the left, I picked up a little file organizer probably 8 years ago while I was in college and never put it to use. It’s black, files away all my Etsy receipts. It’s pretty much a NEED now. I remember picking it up on clearance for like $6.00. The large vase/hurricane glass in the corner was a wedding shower gift that cost us nothing and the flowers inside were all different clearance finds (and no I haven’t removed the tags yet). I think all in all probably $12.00 in the vase. The lamp I found at Meijer a few months ago for $15.00 and it even holds an iPad and has a USB dock. Love that lamp. The dry-erase board was a clearance find at Target last week for $6.95 and the stationary was a gift many years ago. The green, blue and pink containers were all from Dollar Tree – 2 for $1.00 and the golf ball bowl was a purchased a few years back for Paige’s Golf party on Amazon. $8.99 plus shipping. The purple desktop storage you see was a clearance find at Office Max last month for $7.00 and the blue vases and frame were additional trades with my sister-in-law. I also picked up the fun “Wish it. Dream it. Do it” decal at Dollar Tree for $1.00. I seriously just love love love this desk, I can’t wait to finish this never-ending post at it tonight!

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*Fun Floral To Add A Little Color – Each Daisy was on sale for $.99 at Michael’s yesterday. . . I just had to have them.

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So if you’re wondering, yes you’re seeing a lot of empty frames. The one thing I’ve yet to do is print our photos, prints and quotes for all these wonderful frames I’ve come to own. #OneStepAtATime!

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More empty frames. . . .I also even managed to sneak my College Graduation Tassel on to the floor lamp I picked up at Meijer last month. . . a quick $17.00 buy. The black frame across the wall is also something I had purchased back in the day, but I’m pretty sure it was a BigLots purchase of $15 or less.

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Finally getting around to the storage, I picked up all the green canvas bins you see at my local Meijer. After a TON of research, measuring, indecisiveness and immense frustration; I finally settled on these obnoxious bright green bins. A close-to-perfect fit, these canvas cubes can store all my crafting gear while also tying into the colorful theme. They were initially $12.99 a piece but I snatched 8 of them up for a quick $6.95 per cube – Last 8 in the store! Other storage was found at Dollar Tree – per usual. I also picked up the fun frames at Michael’s for $1 a piece – Great photo booth props, and the wooden basket was a Christmas Tree Shop find for $7.00 at christmas. It’s perfect for storing all my extra fabric strips!

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Finally, my absolute FAVORITE part of Chelsea’s Lair. . . . the Paige Art! Something I added just moments before finishing up: Photographed some random pictures of my daughter, printed 3 12×12 photos for $2.99 each at Costco and found frames at 65% off for only $2.83 at Jo Ann Fabrics on Sunday! These were the perfect addition to the space and added that artsy, yet personal look I so enjoy.

So all in all this room cost me around $300!! Totally worth it! I can’t wait to put it to good use and I hope to spend many an afternoon enjoying the organized chaos that is my life!

Have any of you created a home office? I would LOVE to hear about it! Also, check out the crazy link-ups over at the 36th avenue for great ideas on DIY EVERYTHING!

 

Whew, that was a long one. Happy Monday!

Cheers,

– C

Random Mini Photo Session *

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-Love Laugh & Photograph-

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Cheers!

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Is There Still Time? Humpin’ It Up *

Ok so confession #1: I had all day to get this post done, it’s 11 pm. Here I am. #LazyAsHell. But seriously, I wasn’t being lazy (for once). I was actually hard at work all day- AKA rolled into the office around 10am, took a super long lunch with my girl Lindsey, painted my nails, then left early to head to Google’s- Best Startup In Detroit Competition to play “photographer” for a friend’s company. So my bad, but #SorryNotSorry. But regardless, glad I could link it up with Kathy over at Vodka&Soda for some HumpDay Confessions!

Confession #2: I raked in over $500 this week on my Etsy Page. I’m pretty much fucking awesome. Actually, my friends are all just buying my shit and that crazy bumble bee bitch who raked in a larger than life order, but regardless. #Winning!

Confession #3: I didn’t shower today. I’m about to climb into bed with my husband, who will attempt to do his own “Hump Day Confessionals”…. SHHHH. Don’t tell.

Confession #4: I can’t stop watching Pretty Little Liars on Netflix. I’m on season 3. DON’T FUCKING SPOIL THIS SHIT FOR ME. I know it’s a horrible show and it’s a little over the top (My Husband Hates It) but hey, I get hooked on this crap. It’s pure wonderful. Like THIS sort of wonderful. . . .

Confession #5: I don’t understand the difference between Ice Dancing And Figure Skating on the Olympics. Please Explain.

Side Bar: This is the same face I make when trying to distinguish the difference. . . which face? I don’t know, Both.

Confession #6: I have a huge boner for Will Smith. . . watched him on the new The Tonight Show with Jimmy Fallon. White girl wants to get Jiggy With It.

Alright so that’s that. Lucky me, it’s still Wednesday *11:57 Pm Bitches!!!!. . . . TaTa for now!

Cheers!

– C

She’s Not Dead Yet. *

So yesterday, I received an unfortunate text from my mother that my father and her had decided they were going to be puting our Pug, Bailee to rest. This text came in at approximately 1:00 pm. I was at my desk, surrounded by coworkers. . . It wasn’t the most appropriate environment to be receiving this news, but since I lack the ability to produce tears at a moment’s notice, I survived the initial reaction. I couldn’t decide if I was more upset that Bailee was indeed going to be leaving this earth, or that my mother felt it was appropriate to inform me of this life altering (literally) decision via. text message.

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– By The Way This Artist’s Stuff on Amazon is Adorbs- May Actually Purchase This Pug Pic As A Gift For My Mom! ♥

Now don’t get me wrong, I know what my mother was thinking. I’m at work, she doesn’t want to bother me. Not to mention she was probably a mess herself as Bailee was always considered “Her” dog and didn’t feel much like talking about it. I totally get all of this. But I was more confused as to why I was JUST now hearing about this, why nobody thought to clue me in that the Pug was doing that horrible, that this was all of a sudden the clear and present option!? Granted, I haven’t lived in their house since 2004, but still!! Regardless of my confusion, this was happening. I was of course upset but I knew that this decision would be best for Bailee. A little background: Bailee is 13 (or 14? Not entirely sure) and she’s been suffering from congestive heart failure for a while now. They prescribed her Lasix a while back and while this helped in the short-term, it was never a solution. With that in mind, my parents made the difficult decision to have Bailee put to sleep and I know that she’s in a far better place today.

Now keeping in mind that I received this text from my mother at around 1:00 pm and that this text said they would be having Bailee put down that afternoon, I figured this was only a few hours away. Vets typically run house calls in a 9-5 timeframe right? Wrong. Upon departing work (around 6:00 pm), I decided to post a heartfelt and slightly humorous Facebook message in Bailee’s memory. I found the cutest photo I could find (trust me there aren’t many – she had an incident 4 days after she was brought home which landed her at the vet with hot-pink “FrankenPug” stitches and a lifetime of crooked vision) and made a post that I felt was best suited for Bailee’s wistful departure. . . . 

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That was until I realized that I’m posting a morbid obituary for our still suffering and very much alive, dog. #Shit. After which, hilarity ensued. Was I embarrassed? No. Did I feel a little guilty? No, I felt more like an ass. Was I laughing out loud as I read my mother’s reply in the parking lot of my office? Absolutely. The upside: I found myself able to rush home and FaceTime Bailee one last time. It was comforting to let Paige say goodbye in her own innocent and unknowing way while also saying farewell to a dog I’d known half my life. . . While this overall hasty decision prevented us from any decent and in-person farewell, Steve Jobs made the most of our time together by supplying a little “Apple Care” and gave us one last memorable moment.

Later on, the evening was flooded with a number of comments ranging anywhere from thoughtful memories, to “LMAO @Chelsea” comments. While Bailee was always the brunt of many a joke, it was only appropriate that I took the cake on her final day. . . .  I couldn’t have planned a better or more ass-clowned way for the Pug to go out. It was humor at its finest and I’m glad, if anything, it made my mother laugh in light of an awful afternoon. I love you Bailee! Keep living that “Thug Pug Life” and say hello to Cosmo, Yoda, the Birds, Flush and all 1,3465 hamsters we never needed for me! Xo.

Cheers!

– C

Love Is . . . *

In honor of today, I wanted to take a moment to quickly express some of the things that I love. I should probably start by stating that I don’t believe in “V-Day”. I think it’s absolutely absurd to dedicate a sufficient amount of love into just one day. Love is something that should be given daily, hourly. It’s what keeps us alive, patient, personal and imperfect as people. To love is to be honest. Honest is what I would like to be today, and every day. Honest and in love. 

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If anything, today is about being in love. Maybe it’s not a person, to many it doesn’t have to be! We glamorize this day as a reason to celebrate intimacy and affection, to share it with another person. Why? Why not just celebrate everything we love?  I feel if I’m going to celebrate this day, I will celebrate all aspects of love and today I’m lucky in love in plenty of ways. . . . 

*Keep In Mind This Is My Personal List – No Matter HOW Silly or Stupid. #Love

  • My Daughter’s Laugh
  • Sunsets
  • The Game of Golf
  • Netflix 
  • My Husband’s Smile
  • Michigan Summers
  • Walks To The Park
  • Boating
  • Girls Nights
  • My Mom’s Ability To Find The Good In Everything
  • Football On Sundays
  • Bottomless Mimosas
  • Traveling 
  • Our Dog Baxter (When he isn’t sleeping in the closet)
  • Baby Humans
  • Fresh Fruit
  • Fall EVERYTHING
  • Chai Tea Frappuccinos
  • My Husband’s Sense Of Humor (& Mine- & How Well They Work Together)
  • Christmas 
  • Skiing 
  • Looking At Stars
  • Country Music
  • Friends
  • My Late Uncle’s Apartment @ 96th & Lexington.
  • My Camera
  • My Hunters
  • Scarves
  • Family
  • My Northface Pants
  • White Peach Sangria at Applebees
  • Spin-Dip
  • Riding Boots
  • Red’s Cider
  • Myself (Just Saying)
  • Crafting
  • My Wedding Band – My Late Grandma’s Diamonds
  • New York City
  • Deep Fried Cauliflower
  • Paige’s Closet
  • Pop Rocks
  • Fresh Manicures
  • Baseball Games @ The Park
  • The Beach
  • My Daughter’s Voice 
  • Cold Stone Birthday Cake Remix
  • New Socks
  • The Dominican
  • High Heels
  • Haircuts & Color
  • Crab Legs
  • Health
  • Happiness
  • Hugs

While I have SO many other things I love (this blog could literally go on forever), I just wanted to make the point that today isn’t about WHO you spend it with, but how you spend it. Spend today being thankful for what you have in your life, what you love. Because don’t “They” always say it’s the little things? Love today, everyday, and every little moment that matters, but most importantly; #Love Yourself. 

What Do You Love?

Cheers!

– C