As adults, we typically get to choose who we are around. We pick our friends, we pick our jobs and we surround ourselves with people we are for the most part, similar to. Then we have kids who are ready for school and then somehow wind up right back where we started. Each morning as I walk my kids into school I can’t help but notice commonality between certain shared traits that unite even the most different parent personalities. Here’s a slightly sarcastic taken on who’s who on the drop-off scene at elementary school.
We all know that going to the mall and shopping for hours to find new clothes has quickly become a thing of the past. But the problem that has arisen is that shopping for clothes online can be challenging, overwhelming and possibly even more time-consuming than the old way. I was suffering from abandoned shopping carts, endless tabs of clothes I was trying to select and a closet full of clothes that I was just “in like” with. Until I discovered Le Tote. Finally, there was a solution that let me rent cute clothes, declutter my closet, free up my time and even improve my style profile at the same time. If you are looking to join the subscription clothing movement don’t miss these important tips for first times and real Le Tote reviews.
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I find myself always falling victim to thinking I know exactly what the next stage of parenting will look and feel like, then I get completely surprised but how much I didn’t know or wasn’t prepared for. In the transition to ‘mom of elementary schooler’ I was totally unprepared for packing lunches! I don’t have a 9-5 where I need to pack food for myself so my lunch packing game was definitely under par. I quickly did what any mom would do and turned to a friend whose kids are a few years older than mine and tried to shorten my learning curve.
My girlfriend filled my virtual shopping cart with all the essentials to survive five days a week of lunch packing. The right size lunch bag to fit a bento box and a drink, the right size coolers to let it still close and fit a drink. When she grabbed a CAPRI SUN from her cupboard to show me that unlike juice boxes, it does fit; I was filled with all kinds of nostalgia. I can’t remember a youth soccer game where we didn’t celebrate an under 6’s win with an orange slice and CAPRI SUN. Continue Reading…
Generally you’ll find the pages of the internet filled with glowing success stories of how your fellow blogger found instant smashing success in their niche. Honestly, until now, I haven’t been much of an exception.
The first case study I published was how I went from 67 – 9,873 website visitors in 24 hours using $11 of Facebook ad spend. Instead of talking about the struggles I wanted to share my successes.
I get it . . . we are often way more intrigued by whatever means might be our shortcut than really learning about all the times our colleagues have crashed and burned. But with all the noise of social media I’m starting to see much greater lessons in learning from everyone’s mistakes than I am trying to copy my colleagues successes. If you want to learn from my blunders check out the top 5 mistakes I’ve made since starting my blog.
I recognize that look. The furrowed brow, the constrained eyes with pupils narrowing towards the center into a cold stare. It’s not her wearing the expression that I am familiar with, but the expression itself.
It’s like the pair of patent leather pumps she loves to pull out of my closet step into and play mommy. Just like her favorite pair of my shoes she is familiar with trying on, so is this expression.
I recognize that it belongs to me. My face knows how to, involuntarily, turn that exasperated and cold in seconds. I look down and realize that my sweet child isn’t misbehaving but is instead just playing mommy using the accessory she’s so familiar seeing me wear, frustration.