Tangled Grrl

There aren't a lot of stories about my mom and I shopping. Mostly because my mom was not a fan of shopping. She was not the type to be bored and then beeline for a mall. If she had to buy an outfit for an event, she was going to complain about it more than a little bit before actually leaving the house to go search for it. My cousin got married last October. Mom and I both needed to get something to wear. We decided we were going to go and get something for each of us that made us feel fabulous. I talked her into going to stores that were probably outside of her comfort zone because I promised her that if she was willing to try something new, I would too. We deserved to feel good in what we had on so that we could just be comfortable and enjoy the event. I may have bribed her with the promise of dinner, my treat. We went to a few stores and decided to try White House Black Market. I found several somethings for me and settled on an outfit that cost me entirely too much money, b...

Today is Day 11 of my 30 Day Challenge. And it's the first day that I have felt unmotivated. I read The Miracle Morning by Hal Elrod a couple of weeks ago after hearing and seeing a lot of posts on Instagram and videos on YouTube about the life changing effects for so many people. I decided to give it a go myself. I started by looking up Hal Elrod and came across some of his talks on YouTube. I watched a couple of them, then picked up the book. I'm in a transition period right now in my life. I'm still working in Ohio through the week, even though I moved to Indiana after getting married at the beginning of the year. I'm at the point now where I'm researching alternate career paths so that I can find a job closer to home. I want to be able to spend more time with my husband and stepdaughters. I figured this is the best time to really concentrate on personal development. The better my mindset, the more open I am to opportunities, the better my chances are of findin...

I love New Years resolutions. Mostly I love breaking them. I don't know why. Probably because it makes me feel like I can be a rule breaker without any real consequences. Most years I make up a zillion and most never make it to midnight on New Years Day. This year I did away with all of that. My New Years resolution? Be Happy. That's it. No fanfare, no trying to fit into clothes that I wore in high school, no quitting smoking, no trying new things that scare me, etc. Just Be Happy. Or in the words of The Bloggess be Furiously Happy. I like to think I'm doing a good job of it. I got out of a destructive relationship. I cut off 14 inches of my hair and am donating it to Locks of Love (when I manage to get around to sending it that is). I cast on new projects that I want to make just for myself instead of feeling guilty for the 10 or so WIPs I already have going. I bought an overpriced purse that was on mega sale. I took on additional responsibilities at work. I stayed up A...