Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Everybody Needs an Uncle Bubba

My husband is an Uncle Bubba. My nephew is the luckiest kid in the world to have him. 

My brother is also an Uncle Bubba (Bubba Kanoosh, but same difference!), and Brayden is the luckiest kid in the world to have him. 

Everybody needs an Uncle like Uncle Bubba's are. 

Monday, October 29, 2012

Happy Halloween Charlie Brown!

It's the little dudes FIRST Halloween, so naturally, this post will be VERY photo heavy! We've been celebrating since Saturday Morning, so the photos will just keep coming and coming until a few days after Halloween. Those with kids, get it. Those without kids, ignore my little blog for the next few days.

The biggest issue I had with Halloween this year was not wanting my child to have a generic costume from Babies R Us or Wal-Mart. I wanted my little dude to have a costume his mommy made him. I don't know why that was such a big issue for me, but it was. Pretty early on in the year I had decided what little dude was going to be for Halloween.

Charlie Brown.

Little man is bald (well, okay, not entirely, but he has super blonde hair and you can't see it). Has a "Bubba Belly", aka, his daddy's keg, and has the worlds biggest forehead. Also, Charlie Brown is timeless, my dad could have rocked the Charlie Brown look as much as Brayden did. So I took to the store and after two months of looking, my sister-in-law finally found us a yellow polo at the Baby Gap outlet in Park City. That's when we started our project!

His costume was easy enough to make after that. Use black electrical tape to make the zig zags, find some brown pants and make sure his shoes stay white until then. We used a brown eyeliner pencil for his forehead artwork and off we went for lots of fun and games!

We went to the Workman Family Halloween Party. Its a big shindig, the kids go crazy, the adults have a great time and everyone gets to be a little kid again in some sort. They do door-to-door trick or treating in the home and the kids get to do a costume parade down the stairs and show off their costume to the family.

Simply put, it's fun.

So we went as a bunch of mismatched costumes. Brayden was Charlie Brown, I was a little girl in her jammies, and Bubba was Dog, the Bounty Hunter. Well, we at least attempted for him to be Dog. The other option we came up with was ugly. Like I said, it didn't turn out, but he rocked the look anyways. AND Brayden kept laughing whenever he saw his daddy, which was really quite funny.

I really enjoyed the door to door trick or treating because I was hiding behind Bubba (holding Brayden) and snapping photos of everyone's faces when he came to the door. The one of Bubba's cousin Jamie (pictured) is my favorite. Both of them (Brayden and Jamie) had the cutest smiles when they saw each other.

We went to Great Grandma Trudy's and Great Grandpa Beanies afterwards and surprised them with a visit. They got to see all the kiddos in their costumes and had a great time with photos, smiles and the like.

Lastly, we went back to Grandma Terrie's where we had all the grandbabies ready for photos. From Left to Right: CJ was a clown (only to scare Aunt Carebear), Wyatt was a little Devil, Brayden was Charlie Brown, Emma was a leopard, Mason was a Dragon ("RAWWWWWR"), Cheyenne was a Hippie Chic and Breanna was a Witch. (Btw, if you look in this photo you'll see that baby Emma is holding Brayden's arm. Those two will cuddle if you let them!)

This last photo kills me. I love it. CJ was in his super-scary mask and Brayden just kept check him out. He wasn't scared, never cried, but the way this photo turned out just strikes me as hilarious. 

I hope everyone has had a fantastic Halloween so far!

Sunday, October 28, 2012

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Sunday Confessions

1. Sometimes I get super judgemental about other people as parents. I shouldn't. I know I shouldn't, but I just get in this mentality, that if I can do it with my child, then everyone should. Now, don't get me wrong, I'm not talking about certain things that some kids just wont do. I'm talking about things ALL kids do. Like crying in public. If a baby is whining and fussing, whatever, leave him be. But if a child is ALL OUT WAILING AND HAS BEEN FOR TWENTY MINUTES, for heavens sake, take the kid out to calm down! Some people just don't have an interest in their child, and that makes me sad (and annoyed).

2. I love the people in my life that help me out with watching the little man while I'm at work. That being said, it is really bothering me that they change his whole outfit after I leave because they don't like it. I mean, he looks cute, he's wearing a clean top, matching jacket, clean jeans, cute sneakers and socks... the pacifier is clean, I have NO IDEA why they change it when I leave (and its never cute, matching or comfortable looking when I return). If he threw up on it, or had an accident, I get it, whatever, no worries..but for no reason? I don't get it

3. Totally had a root beer float for breakfast on Wednesday. I'm not ashamed.

4. I'm not a big-name mega blogger. Which is why whenever I get blog comments I act like a little kid. If you love me, let me know, if not, let me (and my little blog) go! Yeah, I'm corny. And tired.

5. I totally DIY'd my kids Halloween Costume. I'm awesome like that. Also, my dad posted this photo on FB and Real Salt Lake's Johnny Steele totally liked it. We're mega fans, so that was pretty fantastic. 


Friday, October 26, 2012

Girls Day Out

Over the weekend I went to Fashion Place's Girls Day out with Megan from My Classy Confessions. It was a fantastic day, and I only took a few photos because the other gals were busy snapping away and I was too busy running my jaw and LOVING the experience to even think about photos!

As a part of the prize package we got swag bags with lots of little goodies inside and a $40 mall gift card. We also got to go to lunch, curtosey of the mall. Our group got picked to go to Brio's, which was AMAZING! We had no idea what to expect and we were spoiled rotten by the managers and the staff there. The food was amazing, the treatment excellent and the company was fantastic.

We ended up going shopping in our own smaller groups because it was really hard to keep twelve girls together in a big busy mall. It was a fantastic day and I am so glad I got to go, and my friend Sara and I had a BLAST. I ended up trying on lots of new clothes I'd never try on otherwise, and I even BOUGHT stuff (those who know me know this is weird, I shop for hubs and baby, not me). 

Thanks Megan for having us! It was a fantastic day and I really enjoyed it!

Wednesday, October 24, 2012

Guest Post: nb | Adore Style Blog

Today's Guest Post is brought to you by the FABULOUS Nikki over at Adore Style Blog. Check out this awesome post, go follow her blog and send her some love!


Hey everyone! My names Nikki from nb | Adore Style Blog. I'm so glad Dani invited me to come guest post today. She's pretty incredible isn't she? One of the perks of being a blogger is getting to know other bloggers. What a cool way to connect. Well, a little about me now! I believe that fashion can be fun, affordable and modest so I started my blog to document how I attempt that each day. Five things about me: 

1. Married my High School sweetheart two years ago 
2. Graduated from BYU-Idaho last April with my Bachelors
3. I love eating frozen peas
4. I have a weakness for Gossip Girl
5. I just started a little Etsy shop

So on my blog I have been doing "Project 100" documenting the 100 items I think every girl should have. Above are a few of my favorites so far. Come on over to my blog today to see #27.

xoxo, nb

Tuesday, October 23, 2012

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Monday, October 22, 2012

On Being an Author

When I was a little girl, I DREAMED of becoming a writer.

Christmas presents for me were simple, notebooks, pens, and lots of binders and paper. I was always carrying a notebook around and writing things down. I wrote what I saw, what I did, what we said, and that was the the top layer of the cake. I wrote Science Fiction, Mystery, Fan Fiction, and Romance. I wanted to be a writer. I wanted to be big.

I cannot remember how old I was, but as a child my dad and I even came to an agreement that allowed me to work for my own computer, just for my writing. After lots of chores we purchased a used computer, and downloaded the only thing it needed, Microsoft Word.

That same year I was paid by my grandmother to create some documents for an upcoming family reunion. She paid me to interview people before the reunion, during and after. I created three newsletters and published them among the family.

Two years later my Aunt Suzanne and I spent most of the summer together. I'd go over to her home during the days while my mom was working and we'd both get to "work." She'd work from home, and she'd boot up a computer for me and I'd work on my writing. By that fall I was surprised to find that she had submitted one of my poems for me and I was finally a published author.

I was really excited about becoming an author. I wanted to write for a living, wanted to pour my heart and soul out into a word document and let people into the workings of my mind as their eyes scanned paperback copies of my last big seller. But that didn't really happen.

What happened was a well-meaning talk with my dad, that didn't turn out like either of us wanted. I don't know if he couldn't find the words he wanted, if he didn't know what he was saying, or if he said exactly what he meant, but instead I turned away from the possibility of being an author and turned to the medical field.

It was in the medical field that I found my voice and passion for writing again, with writing the medi-blog that I did for awhile. I loved it, adored my readers and loved that I could get my voice out there. After a few years, I quit the blog and started this blog, focusing more on what was important to me, my family, my life and my friends.

Sometimes I wonder if this is something that I should have pursued. What could I have done? What could I have become? But other times I realize that I am still a writer, an author, so to speak. Every time I log in, every time I fill the blank canvas full of words and thoughts, photos and tutorials. Every time I push "publish" I am still an author, producing work.

Sometimes I need to be reminded of that when I am trying so hard and thinking so much about blogging, about the community I am building and my readers. Sometimes I need to be reminded on being an author.

Sunday, October 21, 2012

Sunday Confessions

1. I didn't want to post anything about my biopsy, but my husband encouraged me to do it. 

Truth be told, its one of the better blogging decisions I've made. I've gotten such amazing feedback from family and friends in the process of it, and shockingly no one was upset I didn't tell them in person.
Now for the awkward part? Its my most recent post, so my new followers get to see photos of my chest as their first impression of me. I'm so classy. 

2. My son's ability to move around the house scares me to death.

He can army crawl, (complete with the sound effects of "hut hut hut"), crawl normally on his knees for a few moments and is walking a few steps at a time now. He gets into EVERYTHING as is, making naptime the most glorious part of my days.

3. Did you know I used to be a medi-blogger? 

Yep. I used to blog about medicine, my job and the life lessons I learned at work. It was so Grey's Anatomy Fabulous and I met so many amazing people while doing it, including some of my best friends, who are coming over tonight with Fall dessert goodness.

Utes? RSL?
4.  I haven't watched any of my sports teams play in weeks. 
School is kicking my butt and I'm falling behind in everything.  

5. Being a mommy is awesome. Being pregnant wasn't so awesome for me. 

I see all these bloggers posting about how much fun being pregnant was. For me, it wasn't.
 I threw up every. single. day. until two weeks AFTER delivery.
I was on bed rest from week seventeen until week thirty, and back on bed rest from week thirty two until week thirty seven when I delivered the little dude.
Food aversions weren't bad, but the smells were horrible. I could barely go to work most days.
I didn't even look pregnant until I was eight months along, and Bubba (thankfully for me) gained most of my pregnancy weight. We have photo comparisons proving that he had a bigger belly than me at six months.
Looking back over it, I probably shouldn't do it again. But we all know I probably will, it was worth it.

Friday, October 19, 2012

Tumor Excision (& Photo)

Warning: The end of this post contains a photo that you may find makes you squeamish. If medical fixes such as blood or stitches grosses you out, do not read this post or continue onto the photo on the bottom.
You've been warned. For my medical professionals that follow this blog, you'll laugh at this warning, but we all understand why I'm posting it.

My bandaging after the procedure.
Today I had my tumor excision. It was a very unnerving experience, and since writing and being honest is so extremely therapeutic for me, I decided I would do a post on this experience. 

I arrived for the appointment early and taken into an empty procedure room. They didn't really give me any instructions on whether to change or not, so I just sat there, reading magazines from a few years ago and hoping that the doctor would be far enough behind that Bubba would get off of work and come meet me like we had planned. Finally, Bubba arrived and the wait continued. 

Finally it was time to get changed into the nice paper tank top they offered for me. I dressed and laid into the nearly dentist-like chair and the doctor began to prep the area, sterilizing it and injecting the area with lidocaine. This whole time I'm sitting there in the chair going, "is this worth it? is this REALLY worth it?" 

Also, I'm trying really hard not to laugh as he's poking my sternum with a scalpel and asking me if I can feel it. The lidocaine hadn't kicked in yet, and for whatever reason the whole situation struck me as funny. He re-injected me with more lidocaine and started the procedure. 

It was the LONGEST thirty minutes of my life so far. I sat there, trying not to look at the doctor (even though he's a young, attractive man), trying not to read his face or catch a glimpse of the scalpel or the other instruments. I counted ceiling tiles, tried to ask questions that were relevant and tried to ignore what was going on. 

Finally, after some sawing, awkward positions and weird silences, he popped the mass out of my chest (and in my mind I reenacted a scene from ALIEN) and laid it on the sterile tray. I HAD to look. I HAD to. 

So I did.

I've seen medical stuff most of my life. My genetics suck so I'm actually really strong stomached when it comes to that. What I saw really started to freak me out, because what I thought was the size of a pea, maybe a pistachio (without the shell) at largest, wasn't. IT WAS THE SIZE OF A LARGE MARBLE.

Talk about feeling naked and exposed. 
He stitched me up, which was honestly the most painful part of the whole procedure, and bandaged it up (see photo above). While doing so, he asked if I had any questions. Without thinking I answered, "yeah, is this going to ruin my chances of being a topless dancer?" His face was priceless.

But the fun didn't stop there.
They then super-glued it. 
Then put another layer of glue on.
Then put some steri-strips on it. 
Then put a tegederm on it.
Then put a white cloth bandage on it.
Then another large bandage. 
I'm really curious, why so many bandages? What is going to try to escape from the incision? 

The mass (that even made the MA say "wow, that is BIG!") has been sent to Pathology after being shown to most employees in the office. Can't tell whether I should be more worried or impressed by that part. I'll have the results by Wednesday.

Anyways, I've spent the night doing anything but resting, because I think I'm invincible. That will change shortly as I am heading to bed. I'm so truly blessed to have family that loves us and takes care of us, Bubba's mom watched Brayden all day today for us, and my mom is taking him tonight until Bubba gets done with his OT shift tomorrow. I've gotten texts and calls from dear friends and I do appreciate your concern, love and support.

Hopefully it all goes uphill from here. Thank you all so much for your love and support. 

Thursday, October 18, 2012

Medically Speaking...

Has the blog seemed quiet to you? Well, it has been. Let me take a moment of your time to explain why.

I've been really, really busy.

In school we are at midterms, so I'm writing papers and studying for tests like a mad man. So far this week, I've written three papers, completed six assignments, taken three midterms, and I still have a class to go before it's all over with.

At work they decided I needed to orient someone, who wasn't really going to be working in my unit. I did so, and she's a lovely gal, but it is draining to not be able to work on your routine. Don't get me wrong, I LOVE my job, love the new gal, and all is well, but you get in your habit and it helps you not make mistakes.
This last week I've been spending a LOT of time making sure I'm not skipping anything or making a mistake.

At home the little man hasn't been feeling the greatest, and has been sleeping like a champ. As thankful as I am that he's sleeping, I'm worried that he's not feeling well and hope it is just growing or teething. He's eight months old with no teeth, however, the pediatric dentist I called said that it is fine, that the longer they take to come in, the healthier his teeth will be. I just have to remember that.

And then comes the part I haven't really wanted to talk about.

All week long I've been getting ready for my cyst-excision-biopsy thingy I have to go do tomorrow. A few weeks ago I found a sizable lump on my sternum when doing a breast cancer check. It's been there for a little while, but when I had my OBGYN check it out (immediately after little dude was born) she told me it could be anything, from a clogged duct, to acne from hormones and not to worry. Eight months later, it's still there and it is getting bigger.

My primary care doctor agreed to remove it, and has a procedure room in his office that allows me to do it there. He is going to take the whole thing out, and then run labs on it. He called it a mass removal, his nurse called it a biopsy. Either way, somethings there, it hurts, and I want it out. So tomorrow it is coming out.

This would all be fine and dandy and I would have normal amounts of nerves, but Bubba has to work and cannot come with me, ANNND I've had some fun this week with other medical problems.

Like the gnarly red half inch bump where my tetanus booster went in. It doesn't hurt, but it looks like crap. Then for my flu shot - they hit a nerve and my arm is totally numb. The numbness comes in waves and for the time being, they don't want to claim responsibility, because they think it'll heal. If that's not annoying, and scary, I don't know what is.

So medically speaking, I will be blogging when I feel up to it, but please understand if I don't. It's been a heck of a week or two and I cannot wait for it to all be over.

Wednesday, October 17, 2012

The Only 3 Pieces of Advice You'll Ever Need

Have you met Dani over at Positively Present? She's fantastic and I am a HUGE fan of her blog (and her Pinterest Boards, Tweets, Facebook posts, I can't help it, I'm a fan girl). Well, needless to say I am SO EXCITED that she agreed to come by and guest post today for us! Please enjoy her post, check out her blog, and leave some love for her below!

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Whether you've asked for it or not, you've probably received some advice in your life. I know I've heard my fair share of words of wisdom (some requested, others un-asked for). Generally speaking, I enjoy the guidance, the words of someone who knows (or seems to know) more about the subject than I do. Even on those occasions when the unsolicited advice reaches my ears, I'm usually pretty pleased to absorb the words.

Henry David Thoreau wrote, “I have lived some thirty years on this planet, and I have yet to hear the first syllable of valuable or even earnest advice from my seniors," but I have to respectfully disagree. Like it or not, some of the best I've been given has come from others who have lived longer than I have, who have seen enough to know what works and what doesn't in this crazy life. So I listen to their words. I take it in and hope that somehow I'll end up listen to it. 

Like many, I might like to take advice in, listening patiently, but I'm not always good at following advice. I'm very good at listening -- and at dishing it out -- but not so great at taking it. A few weeks ago though, a very wise woman offered me three phrases of wisdom to carry with me. She said, "Remember these three things: Take it one day at a time, ask for help, and don't ever give up."

Those three phrases stuck with me, and they now serve as daily reminders for me, helping me to live in the present and live positively. They offer me inspiration and provide me with the additional strength I need when I'm struggling to see the good around me, which, quite honestly, is something I continue to struggle with often. For me, these three phrases somehow sum up the best advice. There are so many things we can tell ourselves to make it through the tough times, but these are the words that have continued to get me through. Here's why...

Take one day at a time. Sounds simple, right? Not really... Try paying attention to how often you're thinking about what you did yesterday or what you're going to do tomorrow and you'll see that taking one day at a time is a lot easier said than done. Staying present and not stressing out about the future is hard -- but it's one of the best ways to live each day fully and as positively as possible. Whenever I find myself struggling to get a task done or whenever I start feeling overwhelmed about the future, I take a deep breath and say to myself, "Just one day at a time..."

Ask for help if you need it. Think about all of the times you've felt completely overwhelmed or stressed out or upset about something. Did you ask for help? Most of us don't. We think we can handle everything on our own and, most of the time, we do okay. But I've learned that there's absolutely no harm in asking for help -- even if "help" is just a chat on the phone with a good friend. Sometimes it feels good to just talk about things and that's a form of asking for help. Next time you're struggling or stressed, reach out to other people. It really does make a difference when you ask for help. 

Don't ever give up. 
This may be the most basic piece of advice, but it really is the most important. No matter what you're up against, no matter how many obstacles you face, no matter how many people tell you that you can't or shouldn't -- don't ever give up. It can be so hard not to sometimes, but reminding myself "Don't ever give up" has really worked. Whenever I feel like I don't want to keep going on something or some task is too hard to manage, I remind myself never to give up and it always gets me through. No matter what people say, no matter what you tell yourself, keep these four words in the forefront of your mind: Don't. Ever. Give. Up. 

Whenever I come across a tough spot in my life, whenever I trip and fall and have to struggle to get up again, I come back to these three things and, with them in mind, I always manage to dust myself off and keep going. Advice is easy to come by. Good advice is much harder to find. Whenever you're struggling I hope you think of these words and feel inspired to take it one day at time, ask for help, and never, ever to give up. 

Positively Present Bio

Dani launched PositivelyPresent.com in 2009 when she decided to turn her life around and start focusing on the positive while living in the present moment. Positively Present focuses on living positively in the present moment, and since its launch Dani’s personal development site as grown and it continues to touch lives around the world. Dani recently published her first book, Stay Positive: Daily Reminders from Positively Present. To learn more, visit StayPositive365.com.

Monday, October 15, 2012

The BEST Chicken Quesadillas EVER

This recipe makes the BEST chicken Quesadillas EVER. Here's how,

First, make your Salsa Chicken in a Crock Pot. 

You'll need;
1 Cup Sour Cream
1 Cup Cream Chicken Soup
4 Chicken Breasts
1 Cup Salsa
Let cook on high for four hours or low for eight. 

Once finished, you'll then make them into burritos, or Quesadillas (to make them look like mine, you'll need a Quesadilla maker, we got ours as a Christmas gift last year- one of our most used kitchen appliances!)

Add cheese of your choice, we used Fiesta Blend, finely shredded cheese, and cook.

Let cool because they WILL be hot and serve! Enjoy!

Saturday, October 13, 2012

Adventure to City Creek

Over the weekend we celebrated my Oma's 80th birthday. When we asked her what she wanted to do, she said she wanted to have a nice night with the family, so we took her down to City Creek for some window-shopping (she hates actually buying things) and dinner at the Cheesecake Factory.

Bubba and I had never been to City Creek. It is SO beautiful! There are lots of stairs, and so thankfully Bubba and my dad were willing to carry the stroller up them (see above photo)!

It is called City Creek center because it is a real creek that runs through the city. Its actual canyon water running through it, and if you look carefully- you'll see trout! We sure did!

We took little man into the Disney store, where he fell in love with Tigger. Omie and Opa bought him one, and he loved on it all night, snuggling with it, eating it, and playing with it. He's got a new friend.

The guy who made the fountain at City Creek also did the fountain at the Bellagio. Fun fact!

Such lovely views of Downtown SLC!

No matter where you looked, it was beautiful. And for a Saturday - with busy choir concerts all around, it wasn't very busy at all. It was lovely. 

It took three people to get the tired little man to smile like that, and after so many tries Bubba and I were laughing like little kids too. 

The fountain even shot fire out of it! How cool is that?

On the way back to the car we ran into this guy. We made a deal that my brother and I could snap photos of his sign if we gave him a few bucks. Well worth it in my opinion - he was a riot to talk to!

Friday, October 12, 2012

Kanoosh's 21st Birthday

My little brother, Bubba Kanoosh (the other Bubba in my life) turned 21 on Thursday. Yeah, I'm in denial that we're getting older. We had a fun little Birthday celebration for him at my parents home.
As a part of the party, we had a impromptu photo session, each of us wishing him happy birthday!

Brayden: Happie Birfday Unkle Bubbah. I wuv you! You maked me giggle. You is AWESOME. Wuv, Brayden.

Kaoosh: Holy Hannah! I'm 21! (My sister made me do this!) 

Our centerpiece, a hollowed out pumpkin filled with ice and root beer.

Nick: Money! Where's the mother-trickin-money?

Abby: I love you!

Dad: Dude... Really? Sigh... Happy Birthday. Now shut up about it.

Dani: Stay out of trouble! Love you!

Mark: 21. Need I say more.

Bubba: I am not a 3am taxi. JK. I'd do it every time.

Mom: Sappy meaningful message to her child.

Happy Birthday Kanoosh!

Thursday, October 11, 2012


I grew up with only one cousin. She is seven years younger than me, and we only see each other on holidays and birthdays. I love her to death, but I never understood the saying "cousins go to Grandmas house to become best friends." It just seemed weird to me.

Brayden doesn't seem to have that problem. He has two cousins that were born mere months after he was, and he loves his cousins to death. Emma is two months younger than him, and Wyatt (pictured) is about six months younger than him. Brayden loves his cousins and loves to hug them and play as best as he can with them. I am so thankful that Brayden has his cousins, that are his age, near his age, or simply love him enough to play with him whenever they can!

Poor Wyatt, he'll never know what it was like to not have a buddy at grandmas house, because Brayden isn't giving him that option! 

Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Guest Post: Nikki From Fashions on the Fly

Hey guys I'm Nikki from the blog Fashions on the Fly.  Dani invited me to do a guest post and how could I say no. So I decided to refer back to one of my other guest posts because I think it's a topic that could be talked about over and over again. Here are some alternative ideas to wearing the tank top in a modest and fashionable way other than just putting it over a white t-shirt. I know that this has been something I have had a hard time with, such a hard time that I avoided fun and cute tank tops altogether for a very very long time. With that said here it is
Pants-J Brand, Shirt-Target, Tanktop-Old Navy, Shoes-Tory Burch
Below I posted 4 alternatives to the look above, the white t-shirt under the tank top look. 

Cardigan-Nordstrom Belt-F21
Look #1
 The easy go-to cardigan! 
Cardigans are the greatest cover-ups and it also makes it so you aren't wearing that many layers. My closet is FULL of cardigans like this one, couldn't live without them!

Shirt-Walmart Belt-H&M
Look #2 
The Chambray shirt! 
Chambray=A-MAZING! That's all needs to be said about it!

Jacket-Levis, Shirt-Urbanwear
Look #3
 The Jacket
 I mixed it up with this one slightly. Not only did I put  the jacket over the tank top but I also did a button down underneath. It added some spice, not to mention I loved the dots and strips mixing (if you can even tell that the orange shirt has dots on it)

Shirt-Levis, Belt-F21
Look #4
Button-Down Beauty
The button-down underneath anything makes everything look fancier, at least I think so. I chose a white button-down but you can do any color and most patterns. The more the colors and patterns the more fun the outfit!

Well there you have it, hope you enjoyed it. It was fun to make this post, not to mention my neighbors were wondering why I had changed so many times haha! Come stop by and say to me, I'd love to meet some new buddies!

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Monday, October 8, 2012

Brayden's Fall Photos

Last week we had another photo session for Brayden so we could get his Fall photos done. Bubba and Keesha went up Millcreek Canyon while I was in class, so when Keesha sent us the "sneak peeks", they were the first I had seen of them!

All of these are thanks to our lovely family photographer - KeeshaMarie! Go check out her website and book your own session with her! We love her work and the photos she does! 

I am so thankful that we had the chance to get these done. Little man is growing up so fast and I am having a hard time with it. I am so glad we will at least have these photos to remember what a fun little man he is!

We are so blessed. Heavenly Father has most certainly blessed us, more so than we would like to even realize this last year. I am so thankful for my beautiful little family, for my husband, for my happy little dude, and for the opportunity that we have to be a family. 

We have most certainly had our challenges and our trials, and I am so thankful that Bubba and I can say that we have learned from our hard times, and that those trials have made our good times that much sweeter. 

I am so thankful to my Heavenly Father for all that he has given us. He has truly blessed us and allowed us treasure our life together as a family. I am so thankful for our family, small and extended. 

 I am so thankful to have married into a family full of as much love and support as I married into. My family growing up was small and secluded, so being in a big, loud, loving family like the Workman's is an adjustment, but one I wouldn't trade for the world. I love the family I married into, and can easily brag about how my in-laws are WAY cooler than yours will ever be.

I love being a Workman, and am so thankful for the life and the family that God has given me. We are so blessed.B