Wednesday, March 20, 2013

What I Wore Wednesday

Usually, Wednesdays are hard for me.  I just don't want to get out of bed.  But I do love Wednesdays for one reason---I get lots of fashion inspiration from the girls who link up with Lindsey!  Yeah!  That means that, yes, I am putting pictures of myself online.  I promise it is not because I am conceited...it is for accountability and great advice.   We link up with Lindsey and get GREAT ideas from each other.  Join us!









 Jeans: GAP
Shirt: Belk
Jacket: LOFT
Scarf: Local Boutique


Dress: Belk
Scarf: Hazel and Olive 
Boots: Ebay (Ariat)




Jeans: local boutique
shirt: Belk
boots: Madden girl
Scarf: Charming Charlie's


Shirt: Thrifted
Jeans: Ann Taylor
Shoes: Lindsay Phillips



Forgot to take a picture at home...so this is in the teacher bathroom at work!


Shirt: ordered online...can't remember store
Pants and Scarf: LOFT
Shoes: Lindsay Phillips

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Wednesday, March 13, 2013

He Would Have Been 17...

A friend of mine recently gave birth to a beautiful baby boy who required  several surgeries, one being open heart surgery.  This picture was posted on Facebook and the memories just came flooding back to me. 



It was nine weeks before my wedding.

The first grandchild was due.  I was not the mom, just to go ahead and clear up that question for you.  His mom is my sister Leigh Ann.  My oldest sister.   The silent strong one.

We were so excited for Mikey.  We anticipated his arrival with many present buying trips.  We could hardly contain our excitement.

At my sister's 20 week appointment the doctor's discovered that Mikey's heart had not formed correctly.  He would need open heart surgery and a heart transplant.

He was born on March 13th, 1996.  And he was perfect.  He was beautiful.  He went right into open heart surgery and a short 12 hours after surgery, he went into cardiac arrest.  He was placed on life support.

He had his own cubicle in the NICU in Philadelphia's Children's Hospital.

I went to visit him.  I was all alone in the NICU with my nephew Mikey and I was talking to him.  I don't remember all the details of what I was saying, I just know I was talking (if you know me, that isn't really a stretch).  Eventually, Mikey's dad, my brother in law Mike, came into the room.  At the time he entered the room, Mikey was looking in my direction.  I believe, because of meds, nothing else on Mikey really moved except his eyes and at this point he was focused on me.  Mike walked around to other side of Mikey's bed and reached in and took his hand.

Then he said, "Hey little buddy."

Immediately, Mikey's eyes darted to his daddy.  No matter what I said or did, Mikey never quit looking at his daddy.  He recognized that voice.  He trusted that voice.  No matter what, he was not breaking contact with that voice.  It was his daddy. 

Mikey was wise in his young little life.  He knew where his focus should be.  On his father.  And today, he reminds me that no matter what happens in life, it is where our focus should be.  On our Father.  When we focus on God's voice, we can block out the useless chatter all around us in this fallen world.  When we focus on God's voice, we find a peace and comfort that cannot be explained.  When we focus on God's voice, we find strength to make it through even the toughest times.

Mikey only lived on this earth for 15 days.  He has spent the last 17 years with an up close and personal view of his Heavenly Father.  He has basked in light of His glory.  He has been made new.

We still miss him.  And today we wish he was here to celebrate his birthday.  He has two great little brothers and an amazing little sister!


He heals the brokenhearted and binds up their wounds. 
He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name. 
Great is our Lord and mighty in power; his understanding has no limit. 
Psalm 147:3-5

Happy Birthday Mikey! We love you!



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Wednesday, March 6, 2013

What I Wore Wednesday

Usually, Wednesdays are hard for me.  I just don't want to get out of bed.  But I do love Wednesdays for one reason---I get lots of fashion inspiration from the girls who link up with Lindsey!  Yeah!  That means that, yes, I am putting pictures of myself online.  I promise it is not because I am conceited...it is for accountability and great advice.   We link up with Lindsey and get GREAT ideas from each other.  Join us!



Me and my cutie!
Men's shirt: Mark's side of the closet
Leggings: GAP
Boots: Madden Girl
Belt: GAP
Caroline: all mine

L/S Black shirt: Target
Skirt: Old---not sure
Boots: Madden Girl from DSW


Jewelry: Premier

Jean shirt: Mark's side of the closet
Leggings: GAP
Boots: Madden Girl

Shirt: Cotton and Twine Boutique
Pants: LOFT
Boots: Madden Girl
Jewelry: Silpada

Shirt: Anthropologie
Jeans: Cotton and Twine Boutique
Booties: Sweet Cheeks
Scarf: Charming Charlie's 





This is my hospital outfit...if you missed the story, go here...
Shirt: Target
Sweater: Old Navy
Jeans: LOFT
Boots: it doesn't matter, they are in the trash and I will never walk in them again!  :)
 
It was actually snowing before church...don't feel sorry for us southerners. It will be 65 on Saturday!
Shirt: LOFT
Jacket: Ann Taylor
Pants: LOFT
Scarf: LOFT
Shoes: Madden Girl

L/S shirt: Target
Sweater: Belk
Pants: LOFT
Boots: Madden Girl
Scarf: The Pleated Poppy

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Monday, March 4, 2013

Weekend Recap---Comedy

I am so late in posting this and I know that.

I was getting my nerve up.

I have a friend who is 30 weeks pregnant with twin boys and she was put into the hospital last night until she delivers due to some ongoing complications she has been having. 

She and I talked Saturday and I decided I was going to go hang out with her since she can't leave the hospital and go anywhere. 

Now, being the good friend that I am (just smile at that because my pride is about to get slapped down) I stopped at Kroger and got gum, mints, her favorite candy and some magazines for her to read while cooped up in bed.  As I was leaving the lady checking me out asks  me how I got my hair to look so amazing.  Really, those were her words.  :)  I stood up a little a taller and proceeded to tell her what I do to curl my hair (the magic is ALL in the Jose Eber curling wand, by the way).  Another note of interest....I did NOT pay that for mine...mine was not that expensive.

Anyway, she tells me over and over how much she loves my hair and I swear, my beautifully curled head almost didn't fit out of the sliding doors of Kroger and into my car.

I got to the hospital, carrying the cutest gift bag full of all of her faves.  I stopped at the information desk and asked which elevator I take (because this hospital has Elevators A-Z and if you take A and you should be on W, then you will NEVER find the person you were meant to find no matter how hard you try!!!).  So I discover I am supposed to be on elevator E.  My directions state that I should walk down this hall right here-stay straight, when I get to the mirrors, go to the left of them and keep walking.  Once I get to the end and HAVE to turn, I will turn right and the elevator I am looking for will be on the right.

Ok.  I told the nice young lady thank you and I turned my bouncy head to the right and headed off down the hallway in search of elevator E.

And right after I went through a door way, the floor texture changed, there was a wet spot, and I BIT THE DUST!  I don't mean, I fell to my knee, or my foot slipped a little and I caught myself on the wall.  I mean, both feet flew out from under me as I frantically tried to grab onto the mirrored wall.  My purse hit the mirrored wall and made THE LOUDEST sound and my arm carrying the gift bag flew around and smacked HARD on the ground.  I was on my knees and elbows when it was over and totally embarrassed and could NOT believe I was ALL BY MYSELF!!!  After sitting there about 20 seconds, and watching a doctor pass me but not stop and ask me if I was OK, I got up and with shaking hands and legs stumbled into the bathroom.  I busted out laughing, calmed myself down, fluffed my hair (haha, not really) and walked out with my head held high like I had not just made a complete fool of myself.

I found elevator E about the time my knees and right ankle started screaming at me and made it to my friend's room- still kinda shaking.  I proceed to tell her and as we laugh, she changes the channel on her TV to the closed circuit TV camera that monitors the main hallway WHERE I JUST FELL!  So, I guess I was entertainment to whomever was watching from their hospital bed.

I started thinking about all of it on my way home and God just kinda hit me in the forehead.  I had been basking in the glory of the lady's compliments about my hair and I was feeling a little too good about myself and I would venture to say that God gave me a nudge on that wet floor to make sure my pride was in check.  It was a good, humbling lesson and I am still laughing about it now. 

Watch this video of the model on the runway (turn your sound on, because the announcers truly make it funnier!) and think, "That is what Paige looked like...only not that graceful and certainly not that skinny!"

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Have a great day and remember, if someone starts complimenting you, say thank you, tell yourself it isn't true and watch out for slick floors!  :)

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