Tales from the Target dressing room

Here are a few of the snaps I just dug up from Target trips past.

Trying on clothes after having Maddie. HAHAHA SO BAD.
Summer 2012, back when Jack was always a blur. TBH I think I just wanted to show Instagram my hair that day.
Oh look, they’re both blurs. Always wiggling, what a surprise! I love how he’s not even wearing shoes.
Ahhh, this was an after-movie Target trip meltdown. I was newly pregnant with baby Ruth too! Okay, these memories got me like :,(
Later in 2014, now with even more baby!
Hiiiieeee! This was today. I think this may be Ruthie’s first ever appearance in a dressing room photoshoot! Welcome to the club, Ruthie!

This last photo is supes bad quality, but can you still see little Roo-boo in her jammies? No shame, man. She’s actually still in them and I’m writing this at 2pm.

So I just looked back through a few years of blog posts to find these old things. I searched “Target” to narrow down my posts and it came back with 63 pages of results. SIXTY THREE PAGES. I knew I was eventually going to have to face the 3x a week Target run issue at some point, but dang, that’s a lot of mentions.

It’s obvious I love the place. For some reason, it just feels like it’s the easiest store to take kids… I’m sure that’s all in my head, but I love that it’s a one-stop-shop! Not to mention, all the amazing things you can get for $1.00 – $3.00 that you absolutely don’t need but you also do absolutely need and now they put a Starbucks at the entrance and ALL THE CANDLES and and… it just feels like home away from home. Now that I’m thinking about it, Ruthie even tells me when she wants to go smell the candles. She points to the ones she wants to smell and goes, “mmmm!” Okay, if my 1.5 year old knows where the candle aisle is and how to sample the stinkin’ things, I think it’s safe to say I haz problem.

Introspection aside, I will never ever stop taking these photos. I quite like having these silly memories to look back on every now and then. :D

A simple tip to stretch the life of your favorite candles

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As I mentioned before, I really love candles. But there’s this one thing that everyone knows — they don’t last forever. There are certain seasonal scents that are hard to find during the rest of the year and it makes me want to ugly cry when those beloved candles burn down a sad little puddle. Bath and Body Works comes out with Marshmallow Fireside in the fall and man, I really fell in love with it recently. I wasn’t ready to say goodbye!

Candle empty

One day, I noticed the wick was dangerously close to burning out so I grabbed the thing and poured the hot melted wax into some of my old wax melt molds. It filled up about half of the thing!

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This might be a well-known tip already, but man I sure got really excited when I realized I didn’t have to just throw away and waste that last little bit of wax that was left in the bottom. Now I just pop a few of the wax melts into my warmer and BAM! The memory of my favorite candle lives on. Who knows how many more hours I’ll get out of this thing.

Something else: If you have a little bit of wax left in a burned out candle you want to save, but the wax is already hardened, put the whole candle in the freezer for a while. Then get a butter knife and pop the wax out. It won’t be shaped in cute little molded cubes, but they’ll just melt right down anyway.

So go grab that nearly-gone Volcano candle you only use on special occasions because it’s the most amazing smell in the universe and stretch it’s life out a little longer!


Currently Crafting: Felt Succulents & Glitter Hoarding

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What’s everyone been crafting lately? I want to see!

Since Ruthie was born, it has been kind of hard to get back into the swing of things on many many levels, but especially creatively. I went for several solid months there doing absolutely nothing, getting caught up in exhaustion and yadda yadda. I couldn’t figure out why I felt so bleh until it dawned on me that I had no creative outlet. Man, I really didn’t realize how much art affected me until I wasn’t making any!

Anyway, last year I started playing around with watercolor and I really enjoy it. I’ve never taken a class and don’t get a ton of time to practice, but every once in a while during nap time… oh it’s on like Donkey Kong. It’s quite therapeutic, actually.

I used to do a lot of felt projects, as seen around here in the DIY section, so recently I busted out my stash and decided to try something new that I’ve been wanting to make for a few years…

felt succulents

I love how they turned out, but I’mma be real… they took for-freaking-ever. That was like 6 hours of hand-cut felt adult labor right there. A few hours in, I remembered why I had hidden the stash of felt in the garage.

this took forever

I saw these labels on Etsy and thought they were appropriate. Eh, who am I kidding, I’ll make more felt succulents at some point in the near future. I do love them.

glitter stash

The other thing I’ve been weird about lately is buying chunky glitter just because I can. I have absolutely no plans for this stuff, but you know how it is when you’re at the store and something just calls to you.

Morgan, buy me.

Morgan, hold me.

Morgan, glue me on stuff.

glitter bottles

I mean. Those bottles with the little corks! Would it be weird to display them in my house? Like on the shelf in the living room, next to photos of my children? I bought these at Target in a 4 pack and… oooh dear Lord, just checked Target.com they have more sets in other colors. Come to mama.

Okay this is getting weird, even for me. So yeah. What are you making lately? I really would love to know!

Breathing new life into this old blog

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It’s been so stinkin’ long since I’ve been consistently writing on here, I’m having to spread out some of these more personal posts and not overload you with info and gigantic walls o’ text! I have so much to share, so many ideas and dreams that have been stirring up… I know it’s going to be a great year. I’m sure a lot of people are thinking blogging is dead and like, “What’s the point of spinning your wheels when that ship has sailed?”, but I’m all about reviving this dream of mine! I love to write and I really miss the community of bloggers that were once such a huge part of my life.

Last night, I was thinking about my next hair appointment and what I wanted to do with my hair this time (which, I will probably share at some point, not gonna lie). It reminded me of a time when I would consult the blogosphere before, during and after any major or minor life decision I made. I really did take everyone’s comments and advice very seriously! At certain times, I really lost my identity in it all and was making decisions based on what would get me the most approval… I kind of wasn’t thinking for myself. Just being real here!

Writing again has me realizing all the changes that have gone down in my heart since those days. I’m not saying I can’t or won’t receive advice or that I don’t want to interact with everyone — not at all! — I’m saying the necessary shift that has occurred (and that’s still in process) is that I’m not searching for my identity here on this blog. Or in my relationships. Or in how good or bad at _____ I happen to be. That’s where I was living — my personal success or failure depended on how many comments I received, if I had people’s attention, how I could gain and maintain that level of …whatever. And it was a hard, confusing, terrible place to live, let me tell you.

So this time around, I’m not looking at the numbers. I’m not weighing success by what things look like with my eyeballs. I’m stepping out here in 2016 with a renewed vision for this little old blog and none of it depends on how much praise I receive or how Mrs. Priss compares to other sites out there. I’m stepping out here true to who I am, aiming to grow relationships with you all and to keep learning and stretching along the way. I’ve gotten to know myself again, now I want to get to know YOU again too!

I think I just finally realized that I’m driving in my own lane and at my own speed in this life… there’s no rush, there’s no competition, there’s no pressure. Just room to move forward. And it’s going to be much more fun this way!