Darling, Love Yourself

This past week, has had so many ups and downs. All over the place. Honestly, the entire month of March feels like a roller coaster. My friends and I, share so many amazing things. Things to celebrate. So many birthdays. In fact, between March 15th-31st...we have a birthday to celebrate. Every. Single. Day!

But then, there are the tough days. In our family, we've lost so many people...in March. So many of those heartbreaking anniversaries. Just when you want to celebrate, you realize there is a sadness in the air. Something hoovering over your celebrations.

For me, finding that balance is tough. I'm not sure, should I celebrate my birthday? Or respect my Dad's passing. Should I go out to dinner with friends? Or stay home, because my Nanie just past away. Do I laugh? Or do I cry?

And then when I least expect it, Cowboy J comes to my rescue. My forever green eyed cowboy. With all his manners, strong arms, and soft chest to cry into. Yes, that is my friend. And on my birthday, he surprised me. 

I went to do some work at 4AM. At 5AM, he and our precious Goddaughter joined me. I thought they were 300 miles away. Nope, they stayed in town. To come have breakfast with me. My Goddaughter and I, share the same birthday. 

All I could do, was apologize. They'd been in town for about a week. With a bunch of our friends. For a Rodeo. And I never made time to meet with them. Not for dinner at my favorite restaurant. Or to just hangout. Not for the Rodeo. That my Goddaughter got to be a part of. Not for a quick snack. Or the day at the Zoo. Not for the night out dancing. Or the quick trip to the mall. 

Because I was somewhere between grief and celebrations. One minute, consumed with grief and guilt. The next crying and trying to finish up some work. And what did my friend do? Stayed an extra day. So I could see my favorite 8 year old! And share a Birthday Smoothie.

Cowboy J, also reassured me, that I was doing just fine. That all my self doubts...were just that. A self thing. Not something that others' see. Just me. That it's OK to grieve. To take time for me. "Darlin' just love yourself."

Gosh, this man just gets it. And gets me. And I swear to you, I want to be his BFF when we are old and grey. I want to be able to FaceTime him, when I'm 80 years old. Just to say Hi! And to see what kind of silly crap, he has on his phone!

You see, I'm in my mid 30s. And I'm second guessing everything. All my decisions. Things that I've done. And things that I figured, there would be time for later. Um, later...

I always assumed, by this age...I'd have it all together. I'd have a husband, about a dozen kids, a life plan. Reality is, all of that went on the back burner. My Dad insisted I needed an education. And a real career. I figured there was time for that. After school. Then he got sick. He passed. My Mom got sick. And here I am. In a state of limbo.

But something about that early morning convo, with Cowboy J...got me thinking. I'm worth it. I need to love me. Just for being me. I need to make a commitment to me. The rest will come. Or maybe it won't. But I need to love myself. 

In all honesty, I've been thinking about this for a while. I started #SelfCareSundays. At the beginning of 2018. If you follow me on Insta, then you've probably noticed. I try and set aside a couple of hours. Just for me! On Sunday Nights. 

Nothing major. Just some R&R time. After my Mom goes to bed. I make time for a long bath, a face mask, and some nail polish. But it's time for me. Maybe a good book. Or my favorite YouTubers, are part of my evening. 

More than anything, it's about making time for me. Without having the responsibilities of everyone else. I don't have to worry about cooking, laundry, if my Mom has taken her medication, if the dogs need to go outside, or work. It's just for me. Two hours to breathe deeply, relax, and take care of myself. 

And you know what? It makes me a better person. On Mondays, I feel more productive. I'm not so tired. Or grouchy. I'm happier...which probably makes me kinder. 

I hadn't thought about this, until now. But for years, I've been doing for everyone else. In a space, that isn't mine. Because my parents needed me. And I've lost a bit of myself. I've lost who I am. I've forgotten about my needs...

This also means, accepting me. For me. Not for what people think I am. I'm not obligated to anyone. I shouldn't worry or even care, what other people think. I should just be happy with me. Because God made me beautiful, and one of a kind. I need to start treating myself this way.

I was also thinking about the next few months. And the goals I have for myself. Last year, we helped a friend quite a bit. In the end, my Mom and I did it, because we wanted to. Looking back, we did a lot for someone that didn't really appreciate it. Or take into account, what it meant or cost us.

I've been wanting to get a part time job. Not ready for that "120 Hours a Week," grind. And while I do my fair share of consults, video conferencing, and teaching...I just need an easy job.

I also need to take care of my Mom. So something close to where we live. Something easy and flexible. Something I get paid for. Because all of this, driving around town for no cash business...well it doesn't pay the bills. And I'd appreciate a little more peace in my life.

I've also been wanting to take my Mom on a trip. And get back to really regular blogging and vlogging. But that all cost money. And takes time. Money and time, that I need to value more. For me, and not other people. I need to make a point, to focus on my goals. I need to start putting my needs, above others. It doesn't sound like much. But really, something like a weekend trip...can really make you feel better. Or to focus on a goal for yourself...it can bring such life to your soul.

I also kind of regret...not having a birthday party for myself. Just another way, that I don't put myself first. I had gone and contacted all of my favorite Etsy sellers. For decorations. I'd planned a menu. Done all of that. Then decided against it. Because I figured who would come? I didn't lose out on the Etsy stuff or decor...I'll be using it for a Tea Party we're planning in August. But boo! I think that would have been fun.

I'm guilty of this. For myself. Over the last 3 or so years, I've slowly cut people out of my life. People that just brought me down. That had more drama, than love. People that I couldn't trust. Whose value, actions, and morals...didn't line up with my own.

But then, I treat myself, like a second class citizen. I don't take care of myself. Don't eat well. Or take time to exercise daily. Or just be kind to myself. I need to do that. I need to set goals for myself. And really chase after them. Not be content in just "being."

I also need to continue to cut people out of my life. Who don't bring joy to mine. Yes, I enjoy helping people. But not getting, taken advantage of. Does that make sense? And I feel like, in the last year, I've let that happen. I've let other people and their goals...take over my life.

And more than anything, I have to be grateful to myself. And happy with the decisions I've made. My life might not be anywhere that I had once anticipated. But it is still pretty wonderful. 

I'm so blessed! With friends and family that love me. I enjoy our Family Girls' Nights. Even if we just sit around talking and eating. I LOVE my friends. With everything I got. I'm beyond blessed, with Goddaughters. Whose love, comforts me on my worst days. 

And most of all. I have no regrets. When it comes to my parents. I've been so honored, lucky, and blessed to care for them. During my Dad's last years...it was such a blessing. To spend the time with him. Make the memories. Just hang out. And now with my Mom, we've gotten so close. Something we weren't...before my Dad's passing. 

I'm a beautiful woman. Inside and out. Even if I don't always think I am. I am. I need to believe that. God made me unique. And that makes me special. My experiences are my own. Unique as they are. So our my life decisions. 

But these things, have made me the woman that I am. Strong. Able to stand on my own. In the darkest of times, I know I am strong enough. And in the best of times, I know I have much love to give. I just need to love myself. 

XOXO,

Desiree

Friday Favorites #11

This has been a tough week. Like I wanted to dig a big 'ol hole...and hide in it. Put a rock on top...and forget that I was even there. But I made it. Somehow. And I'm looking forward to this coming week, to be a bit more relaxing. Not so adventurous. Maybe a bit more peaceful. Let's get started with this week's Friday Favorites....

Excuse the bags under my eyes. I have not been sleeping well. For at least 2 weeks now. But it's March. We're over half over with the month. I still can't believe that! But over on our Love For Blue Instagram page, we're rocking the blue! All month. If you'd like to join in posting your blue pictures, on you favorite social media...please tag them with #LoveForBlue #BlueForBlue and #BlueDays.

In case you are new around here, my Dad battled colon cancer. And sadly, lost his battle...nearly 3 years ago. I still can't believe he is gone. But we have a 3 year old foundation that my Dad started, shortly before his death. It's a way to remember him. And continue his work.

Last week, my Nanie (Grandma) became an angel. On Friday, we celebrated her life...with a viewing. Gosh, I'm going to miss this beautiful lady. All her stories. Her wisdom. And her CRAZY jokes!

After my Nanie's viewing, we had a few errands to run. Before her services the next day. After picking up some last minute things, we stopped for a late dinner. At Panda Express. We always get the Big Plate. And a side of fried rice. My Mom and I share it all! It was yummy. Even if I had to stay clear of the beef. Do you give up meat on Fridays too?

So on Friday afternoon, I started this doll. I had dreamt of it, the night before. Pretty much, in one afternoon, I had all the parts made. And Friday night, I stood up, to finish her. Basically, sew her together. And put on her hair.

Now I've made many dolls. In case you are interested, you can find some of my work on our Craft Blog and on our Instagram page. Anyway, it usually takes awhile. Like I spend a few hours putting on the hair. Making my dolls, turn into fun little people. But this doll was so easy to make! My Nanie always told me, if it was meant to be, it will be. 

I couldn't sleep really well on Friday night. So after my Mom went to bed, I finished up this doll. And I kept thinking of my Nanie. I decided to place it in her casket. It just seemed appropriate. Being that she taught me how to crochet. And she always loved the toys I made. So I sent it with her. Along with a note. I just feel, like you should send your loved ones away...with a little something special.

Something I may not have mentioned is...my grandparents wanted their granddaughters to be their pallbearers. What an honor. To get to carry our grandparents to their final resting place. 

And while this was not necessarily a favorite thing of mine. It was truly an honor. It's been just over 4 years, since my Tatie (Grandpa) past on. And on Saturday, we laid my sweet Nanie to rest.

The women in our family, are such strong people. We owe it all, to our grandparents. Yes, we all have parents. But our grandparents instilled wise lessons, manners, strength, faith, and so much more...in us. They wanted us to be strong women. And boy, am I happy to be included in this bunch of women! In case you are wondering, my big littlest sis, is the 4th from the left. :)

It's so hard to admit, that we don't see each other much. But on this day, my Mom, her brothers, and sisters got to be close. And they were able to hold on to each other, on a very tough day. And just in case you were wondering about all the red...it was my Nanie's favorite color! We don't usually wear red to funerals.

It's crazy how life continues to move forward. Whether or not, you are ready for it. We got a bag, with a few things we had given my Nanie. And this picture was in it. I can still remember taking this picture. I was in college. And had come home, for this special occasion.

We actually took a large family picture. Which I never got! The photography shop, never gave us our print. What can you do? But each one of my grandparent's kids, with their family, also got to take some pictures. We did one with just us grandkids too. Awesome memories!

But this picture here, I gave it to my Nanie, right after my Tatie died. And with all her moves, she always took it with her. I was getting ready for Church on Sunday morning. I just had to stop and look at it. I can't believe 3 out of the 5 of us, are now angels...

After Church we headed home, for breakfast. Originally, we had been scheduled to sell at Church. For a Craft Sale. But with everything going on, we took the day off. And made it a pretty lazy day.

That included leftovers. My cousins, on the other side of my family, generously did all the cooking for my Nanie's funeral. And they setup and cleaned up the entire reception for us. They are such a blessing. I've always looked at them...as the sisters and brother, that God intended for me. :) Anyone remember the entire family, waiting with me for the bus? That stopped in front of the house.

Anyway, they are amazing cooks! And we ended up taking a bit of food home. So Sunday morning, my Mom fried up a couple of eggs. Because we all know, I can't make a fried egg. And we had the yummiest red enchiladas! So cheesy. Just like I like them!

If you follow me on Insta, then you have probably seen this product. On Sunday night's I've been trying to do a #SelfCareSunday. Basically, I take time for me. I've managed to do this, every Sunday in 2018. Except last week. When we were with my Nanie.

But this has to be my favorite mask. It's a sheet mask. And it's so relaxing to take a long bath. Then lay down, with this on my face. Catching up, with my favorite YouTubers.

In case you are interested, I get these at Walmart. I want to say that they are $2-3 each. It's basically a sheet, about the thickness of a baby wipe. And it is soaked in the most moisturizing liquid. I have a whole basket of masks. That a friend sent me. But this one, is my favorite.

Another disease, that we like to highlight for our foundation is Epilepsy. My Dad had epilepsy, for over 60 years! He was very embarrassed of this disease. Something that he had almost no control over.

Honestly, he did a pretty good job, controlling it. My Dad went to the doctor once a month. Every month of my life. To have his medication levels checked. He took his medication, twice a day. Every single day. Medicine that helped control his seizures.

Since I was little, I learned how to take care of my Dad. He taught me, when I was about 5 years old...how to put the car into neutral. Just in case. I learned real quick, what to do...when my Dad had a seizure. Call my Mom or Grandma. Lay him on his side. Hold his head. And as I got older, I could care for my Dad, by myself.

It was a tough disease. My Dad would joke with me..."It took my teeth. At times, it takes my dignity. But it will never keep me down."

My Dad lived a pretty normal life. He would have an "episode" about once a year. Two seizures in a day. One in the morning. One in the late afternoon/evening. In the last few years of his life...the seizures changed a bit. But it was more due, to his cancer. Than the epilepsy itself.

Every Monday, we wear purple for epilepsy. It was a disease, that my Dad learned how to live with. We, as his family, learned to live with it too. It wasn't a death sentence. You can join us in wearing purple too. Just tag your pics with #LoveForBlue #PurpleMondays #EpilepsyAwareness

I want people to know, you shouldn't be ashamed, if you have seizures. My Dad was lucky. His disease was pretty well managed. He was able to drive. Medication kept him pretty healthy. Life was pretty normal.

But I know, many people have a hard time. Epilepsy and seizures have such a huge range. In our family, we have a few family members...who battle this disease. Every case is different. Every person, has a different treatment. But they all, live a pretty normal life.

Earlier this week, Sweetheart and I had to run to the store real quick. And we picked up a pizza, for dinner. While sitting at a light, I was just so amazed with the sky!

It just amazes me, how life keeps on. With or without you, the sun still rises and sets. The birds chirp. People still buzz around. 

And in that moment, I had to just stop. And breathe. How glorious is this earth, that we live on. Some weeks, just feel so tough. And impossible. Then God sends you a message, in a beautiful sunset. To remind you, he's on your side!

Remember how I mentioned, struggling with sleep lately? Well, that lead to me finding a new TV show to watch. The Animal Planet's The Zoo. I got so hooked on Tuesday night, that I watched until 4AM Wednesday morning!

It all started with an episode about a flamingo. Who had to have surgery on it's leg! Flamingos are my favorite! So I watched a handful of episodes. And was thoroughly sad, when I couldn't find another episode to watch.

I just know, my Mom is going to be hooked too! It's a behind-the-scenes view, of the Bronx Zoo. Super interesting. I'll admit it here...I cried when an animal died. I think it would be a great show, for all ages! You get to see how the animals are cared for, trained, and what it takes, to really make the Zoo run.

Like I said, it has been a tough week. With tough relationships. And circumstances. When you really begin, to realize...just how strong you are. How each one of those rocks people throw your way, can be something positive too. This quotes sums all of that up, for me. Turn the negatives, into positives.

Wednesday we had another funeral to go to. What a week! But again, it was a good excuse to spend time with family. It really does make me sad, that it takes this kind of event, to bring us together.

But it allowed my Mom and I, to spend time with family. Family we don't see often. Friends that have turned into family. And it made the weight of all these losses, feel a little more bearable. Nothing like laughter, to make that happen!

But in this picture, post funeral, I really wanted to share my jewelry. I owe my love of Native American jewelry to my Nanie. And while I have some really nice pieces, this set just made me smile. My Mom gave it to me for Christmas. And I just love it!

I almost died, while driving home. I realized one earring was missing. And while I was on a race to make it home...I needed the restroom...my heart stopped. I mean, there were countless places in the cemetery where it could have been. We had been to two cemeteries that day! Or at the reception hall. Who knows where?

When we got home, I found it. In the seat of the car. Thank God! I know this set will be on a regular rotation, in my wardrobe. But I need to get some earring backs, before I wear it again. I don't want to lose an earring.

I've also been trying to decorate for every holiday. We have the decorations. I just have been unmotivated. So for New Year's it was one of those things, I put on my list for 2018.

I'm not back to my normal Holiday Spirit. But I'm trying. This shelf in our living room, I think of it as my area to rotate decor. Sorta like someone's mantel. I did a little decorating earlier this week. Added some lights, a sign, and some gold touches.

I also managed to decorate our dining room table. Change out all the linens. Added our St. Patty's day kitchen towels. The other places I added some green touches, are to a buffet in our living room, our coffee table, and my bathroom counter. Nothing too crazy. Just some green vases, pretty spring flowers, and a couple of gold accessories.

The Easter decor, is waiting. Some lambs, crosses, and fun bunnies. I'll probably change that out, on Sunday. The holidays are all jammed together this year. But I'm trying. 

Not long ago, our house would have looked like Hobby Lobby, Hallmark, and Gordman's had all exploded on it. But over the last 2 or 3 years...I just sorta lost that spark. I'm calling this a success.

Lastly, I have this quote. I talked to a friend late last week. A long time, family friend. Really I can almost call her a second mom. And she was helping me, to put things into perspective. 

We don't have to pull people along with us. In our lives. We don't need the negativity or the drama. We need to focus on what's important. Who is important. And why all these things are important.

I think when a family suffers a loss, it makes you rethink so much. Relationships. The daily. What you really want in your life. And who you want. You are not obligated, to tug everyone along...on your journey. And sometimes, it's so important to make those breaks.

Just make a quick, clean break. It hurts less. Eventually, if those people were meant to be in your life, they'll find their way back. If not, you'll find new people, to fill that space. 

Life is full of unpleasant things, experiences, and people. But you shouldn't sit and focus on that. You should focus on the positive. As much as we want all of our family, in our lives, sometimes it's not what is best for us.

That's it...for this week! It's been a tough one. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually draining. I look forward to a much calmer week. We have a fun birthday party tomorrow afternoon. And I'm excited for that! For once, the presents are made, bought, and wrapped up!

I'm also excited to do some "Sweet Making," for our Church Family today. I have some St. Patty's day desserts in mind. And I know, our Fish Dinner will be fun! I just love, hanging out at Church! See you next week!

XOXO,

Desiree

Friday Favorites

Happy Friday! I'm extra excited today. Because it's officially Fall! Oh how I love Fall! I bet you've been reading that a lot lately. Spring is my favorite season. But Fall...y'all I love it! I love to cook, bake, and decorate...all for Fall!

Anyway, back to today's post. I still can't believe it's Friday. It's been such a looong week! And I'm so exhausted! We have an early start to our day...so I better get going on this!

If you play along, please leave your link. I love to read everyone's posts. Don't you like to look into everyone's favorites too?

 1. Farm Animals. Last Friday, I took my Mom to the State Fair. We'd been the Sunday before. But this was more well planned. And at a much more leisurely pace. First up, was going to look at the animals. My Mom's favorite part of the State Fair.

We went to the barn. And got to see all kinds of cute animals. There were no lines. And hardly any people. But there were tons of kids, from the FFA. To show off all the cute animals. You should have seen the baby sheep! They were 2 weeks old!

But the ram always has a soft place, in our hearts. When I was about 13, my nephew brought a ram to us. It was his. But he didn't have a place for him. So we watched the Ram. For over a year? And got so attached. Now every time we see a ram...we think of Ramsy!

 2. Playing Like Kids. When we left the barn, we saw some kiddos eating popsicles. And my Momma wanted to go visit the McDonald farm. I took her wheelchair to make it easier. And when we stumbled on the farm, they asked us to go through the farm. It was a little challenging. You know, with a wheelchair. But we managed.

The average age of the participants...was about 4 years old. No lie! When we finished up, we got a popsicle. And you know what? My mind was blown! I never knew about banana flavored popsicles. They just might be my favorite.

We spent all afternoon, wondering about. Having lunch in that area of the fair. Going to watch the singing Cowboy. And checking out the Pig Races. Oh...and watching them milk cows. Like we'd never seen that before. For real. Every single time...we just have to sit and watch for an hour!

 3. Indian Village Favorites. Then it was time for dinner. We were starved! Why? Who knows! All we had done was eat. So we went to the Indian Village. My Mom had been wanting lamb. And they don't serve lamb burgers any more. Do other people eat them? Just wondering... My Momma did find one in the Indian Village. And then wished she had ate, Mutton Stew. My taco was gigantic! I didn't finish it all. But it was so yummy!

 4. Fashion Show. We looked around the Village some more. Looked at all the beautiful jewelry. I LOVE it all! And watched a Fashion Show. The pieces were gorgeous! Then we spent the rest of the night, in the Villa Hispana. Listening to music. 

It was such good music! And we didn't want it to end. I think we finally got home, right before midnight. Because when we left the Al Hurricane Tribute...we stumbled on a Country Concert. Because the Rodeo had just gotten out. 

I will say, I finally encountered a nice person. A Cowboy saw me struggling to get my Mom up the ramp, in the tunnel. He came to my rescue...and pushed her all the way to the top. Then offered to help us to our car. Chivalry isn't dead after all!

 5. More Hats. Even with everything going on, I managed to finish a bunch of hats this week. Out of all of them, I really thought these frog hats were so cute! I tagged them, and added them to our stash. I still have about 10 to sew together.

 6. Struggling Saturdays. Saturday we were struggling something fierce! We were exhausted! And I just couldn't get it together. My Mom fell asleep in her chair. And I swear to you, that we were counting the seconds to go home!

But our friend and neighbor Jay, was set up next to us. And his soap smells so amazing! They were labeling it. And I was dying, over the scents! I want to buy 10 of each. :)

When we left, I went home and ate a sandwich. Then I fell asleep. Around 2PM. I didn't wake up until well after 7AM. And we barely made it to church. I was so tired!

 7. More Fair Fun! Sunday we didn't have too many plans. Actually, we had planned to go to the Fair again. We had one more 2 for 1 ticket. But we were kind of dragging. And to be honest, had we not had those tickets...I don't think we would have gone.

But I loaded up the wheelchair. Packed a bag. And got some drinks. Because I don't mind paying for food. But $4 for a bottle of water...heck no! We just spent the day taking it easy.

And the only thing that my Mom really wanted to do...revolved around food. She wanted a Nutty Buddy. And it probably took an hour to find one. Only one place, was selling them. We sat and ate...while we watched the old cars.

 8. Ruby Slippers. We also spent a good amount of time, in the Floral Exhibit. There was so much to see in there! With the most gorgeous blooms! This year's theme was the Wizard of Oz. I just LOVED all the red shoes with flowers. These ones, cracked me up with the red and green chili.

 9. State Fair 2017. This year's State Fair was fun. We got an amazing deal on tickets. And just took it easy! We went 3 days...and stayed until almost midnight all 3 days! There was so much good entertainment. And yummy food. Let's not forget all the fun memories. 

Most of all, it was about having fun with my Momma. I have so many good memories, of the State Fair. My parents always made it a good experience. And as I've gotten older, I've thoroughly enjoyed hanging out with my parents. 

It was kind of sad, Sunday night. Seeing the Fair come to an end. And we may have stopped at one last concert. Just to listen to some more music. I can't wait until next year. I might actually remember, to get a good picture of my Momma. Not just one, of her listening to some music...right before we left. :)

10. Finished Blankets. I've been working on this blanket...for what seems like forever! I finally finished it! I had taken it with me to the State Fair on Sunday. And finished it up, while I was listening to the music.

And it's a good thing! I sold it to my cousin on Monday. For her friend. And I also made, a matching hat. I really like this yarn. It's from Caron. And I'm hoping to find it again.

It's not the softest. But the colors are gorgeous! I just adore how it came out. And was so happy, to see how happy Jessie was. I hope baby girl enjoyed it too!

11. Pretty Sunrise. Because we sell at various Growers' Markets, we get to see the most GORGEOUS sunrises! We stopped for gas, on our way to the Market on Wednesday. This picture doesn't even begin to show how beautiful the sunrise was! By the time we got to the Market, the sky was lit up in pink!

12. State Fair Buys. Lastly, I was going through my backpack earlier this week. And found my purchases from the State Fair. I really wasn't in the market to buy anything. But I found some good deals. And just couldn't say no.

We are involved in our local Dia de los Muertos Celebration every year. And over the last few years, I've grown to LOVE using eyeliner. You know, to draw on my makeup. After I paint my face white. And I find it hard, to find a variety of colors. I stumbled on a shop, that had these eyeliners, 2 for $1. And since it's just for DDLM, it was a perfect buy!

The color payoff is pretty good. I also bought those 2 palettes, for my Goddaughter. She does Folklorico and Flamenco dancing. So they're always looking for some makeup for her. Nothing too crazy...she's just 11. I picked these up for her.

And I found some fun fans. For my Mom and I. She got a white one. And I just couldn't say no, to this polka dot fan. I LOVE polka dots. And purple!

I may have also bought a few pieces of jewelry. And talked to a Paparazzi salesperson. About either doing a show, at one of our Love for Blue fundraisers. Or becoming a rep myself. We shall see!

And just in case you forgot...Happy Fall! I'm so excited for the cooler temps. Boots, sweaters, hot tea, fun decorations, and crisp mornings. I feel a little more alive in Fall.

I better get going. I'm taking my Mom to the dentist today. So it will probably feel like the longest day of my life! And then we are going for flu shots. The fun of Adulting! Happy Friday!

XOXO,
Desiree