Blown Away

Getreadywithmemamma the wind in my hair, my hair in my eyes it’s all a part of behind the magic continues. I don’t dry my hair a ton, or wash it... I feel like I hear that all of the time now a days. I’ve got to say I agree I don’t do it often and it has almost nothing to do with trying to train my hair, or help my scalp... I’m just lazy. I really am. Look at the exercise that it takes to accomplish a blowout for me. I once had a hair girl named Jazz (yep, Jazz) and she told me to Mooooooove. Change directions with the blow dryer and with your hair. I also recommend listening to nineties pop music like Britney Spears, or Christina Aguilera. Just rock out and then you can take a picture with the camera looking into the sunlight. My friend Erin came to visit today and we talked all sorts of fun things such as “Penzeys” spices. I introduced her to that lovely spice shop and I’m here to say that the best way to improve the quality of your food besides use real and fresh ingredients is to up your spice game. We stopped there in the spring and she conservatively bought some pepper, chives and chilli powder and giiiiirrrrllll!!! She told me that she loved the way that the pepper and she made this magical twirl with her hand and said “poured out magically”. Yep, she was en route after my house to buy Christmas presents there. There really is magic in the air this time of year. Then, we chatted social media and she said you know, sometimes I look at Facebook, or Instagram and I feel sad like their lives look amazing I feel like am I supposed to be living like them? I just wanted to say this this is exactly what I want to combat. I totally agreed and we actually talked about it in my social psychology class in undergrad. I’m a senior thesis away from my third Bachelor’s degree in Psychology because I just kept taking Psych because I love it. But, seriously please know that the reason I post is so that you get as close to the real deal with me as possible. I realize that sometimes I may look like I’m having tremendous fun and like everyone else I do have my happy moments.

However, I’m also having moments where my kids are melting down around me and where I’m tired, or dealing with very real developmental things with my kiddos. It’s all good. I’m sort of also terrified of failure as a perfectionist. So, a trick that I’ve learned is to actual fail falling face first in a controlled sort of way. Like flub it up the first time and then you can relax and learn. I am this anxious type A rule follower when I start anything and then I fail in some way and then I can go into my type B healthier more and actually do things. So, I try to post my fails ok here too do that you don’t feel alone in motherhood. Motherhood is real life and we need to be ok with failure in real life and in social media. It’s so ok and so beautiful even if it does hurt. So, here’s to failure may we all fall head first and then pick ourselves up dust off and learn more 🤗🤓❤️💗.