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August 28, 2013

DIY Chalk Board

I've wanted a pretty chalkboard for a long time.
Now that I know about chalk pens, I knew that getting one was a must.

But, have you seen the price of those things?! 
I decided to take matters into my own hand and make mine.

I purchased chalkboard contact paper!
{supplies; contact paper, frame, chalk pens.}
Genius!

For some reason I also decided that this was a bed project.
{take glass out of frame.}
No need to get fancy.
I was also in my pajamas, about to pass out.
I'm classy like that.

But, I did remember to take pictures! 

Contact paper was my mom's best friend while I was growing up. 
She would get rolls of it and cover all of our school books, even notebooks.
I'm pretty experienced with contact paper.
Watch out.


First thing was fitting.
Gotta love those 1 inch boxes.
I cut 2 boxes out from the glass of the picture frame.
Then I cut 4 boxes out of each corner to make it easy to fold the edges over.
Of course I didn't take a picture of that.

Smoothing the contact paper down is the hardest part.
You have to make sure the surface is clean.
Then getting the paper pried from the stickiness without damaging it.
I generally start by lining up one edge and folding the tab over.
Then smoothing everything out and working myself down to the bottom, and finishing off with the remaining 3 tabs.

Put it all back together and, Tada!

Chalkboard!

I'm super excited about it... Now I just have to find a home for it... And something to write other than the lame things I did when I was testing out the pens.

August 19, 2013

Little Lotte, let her mind wander.

I've been doing that a lot lately.
I'm feeling pulled in every direction and none at all.

It's a weird feeling.

I'm a little stuck.
I do not enjoy my job.
That's really one of the biggest issues.

Praying for some clarity.
And patience.

And cooking skills.

Not until we are lost do we begin to understand ourselves.

August 15, 2013

Blast from the Past

{My second birthday.}

{Kindergarden!}

August 13, 2013

Girls, Girls, Girls!


My two pregos are both expecting little girls!
I'm beyond excited!

They are trying to find the perfect middle name.

WJ is due in December (possibly New Years Eve)
They had put off looking at names until they knew the gender.
If it was a boy they were joking about naming him Flynn Ryder, from Tangled, because he was the only character who thought all the singing was weird.
Which is, lovingly, what WJ thinks of us as a family.
She's funny.

Anyway.

Yay for GIRLS!!!!
Get this wave of 2 year old boys under control!

August 12, 2013

I HATE Poison Ivy

Never, EVER look at poison ivy pictures online.

On July 25thI went on a hike with Big Sis, B-Rad and Paisley.
We were excited because Jake doesn't get very many free evenings.
It was fun.
At the time.

On Sunday, I started noticing little lines of bumps.
I thought it was a spider in our bed or couch.
(both places I frequent. No shame.)

It wasn't.
It was poison ivy, all over my forearms.
Did I mention that a big spot was in my elbow pit?
Yeah.
I stripped my bed and tossed everything in the wash.
I almost set fire to my hiking clothes.

By Monday, I was an itchy mess and even though I'm not a baby, I tried to make myself cry so that Jake would go get calamine lotion at 11 pm.
It didn't work.
I'm terrible at crying on command.
I just start laughing.

Thank goodness for Epsom salt baths
That stuff is like crack!
I poo pooed Jake's online research that said I needed to take a room temperature bath and steamed myself itch free.

While I was in there, I decided that since Epsom salt was good for everything, that I was going to give myself a Epsom salt facial.
It was awesome.
That the only positive of this story.

I'm in the healing stage, which is just a little better.
But only if little tiny spots stop popping up.
Excuse me while I go quietly itch in the corner.

August 9, 2013

Floral Blazer and Boyfriend Jeans

Perfect for that weird weather when it's the end Summer and the beginning Fall.
Print Blazer

August 8, 2013

Invisalign: So Close to the End!

Today, I had my last Invisalign appointment.
I got my last grouping of trays.
Only 5 more trays until I'm done!

NOT.

They completely burst my bubble by mentioning refinement/realignment.
'More than a few' trays after this initial grouping is done.
I'm beyond upset about it.

I remember how excited I was about this process.

I know that my tray updates have gotten sparse, but I felt that continuing to update as often as when I first started was a little redundant.
It was the same information.
The same issues.
The same non-issues.

All in all, Invisalign is pretty dang easy.
Trays stay in unless you're eating.
Brush your teeth.
Brush your trays.

I do have to say that with this last batch, I had to deal with my first hole. 
I don't know how I did it, but I put a tiny hole in the bottom of tray 32.
It was the most annoying experience, so far.

Other than having my 37 tray limit dream crushed.
Stupid canine tooth that wasn't sitting it's dang button in the tray correctly.
I blame you, canine. I blame you.

Off to go cry about it some more.
And crew on my green chewie.

August 7, 2013

I'm No Writer

I've never claimed to be good at writing.
I just wanted to let people know that.
If you've ever read a blog post of mine that is something that is fairly obvious.

I thank you so much for sticking around anyway.

I enjoy writing.
Putting my thoughts onto a page.
This blog has been a great place for me to empty my brain.
I'm at a point where I'm trying to find out if this is something that I want to continue.

I'm having a blog identity problem.
Maybe it's because a  lot of the original blogs that I read have decided to move on to other things.
I enjoy finding new blogs, but I know that I don't have the tenacity, or energy, to keep everything pristine.

My life isn't exciting, I know that.
I just hope that my experiences have helped others.
I hope that I'll 'find myself' here and start feeling comfortable with whatever decisions I make in regards to this little blog.

I don't want to be a replica of something else.
Maybe I need to create something for myself.
The wheels are turning.
I apologize for the confusion that came with this post.
Yay for getting to see my problem solving powers at work!

You are awesome.
You have blessed me in so many ways with your support, funny comments, and never ending love.



August 6, 2013

August 5, 2013

Musicals - Why I love them

I've been a musical fan ever since I can remember. I owe that to my parents. They were pretty good at rounding out my family's TV exposure. Cartoons were OK but we were put in front of musicals just as often as Cartoon Network and Disney movies.
Thanks to my mom, I became obsessed with the classic MGM musicals.
And Gene Kelly.

*drool*

To this day, I'll choose to re-watch the 'Golden Age' musical rather than anything that comes out.
Well almost.
I'm a sucker for comic book action movies.
It's weird, even to me.

Still, there is almost nothing better than Fred Astaire, Gene Kelly, Frank Sinatra or Bing Crosby 

The casual viewing from my childhood changed once I reached middle school. Suddenly, as a 'band and choir geek', I was surrounded by kids who loved all the same things I did.
Music.

In high school, being in musicals became the norm, and my musical exposure was widened. I learned about the shows that were not as popular as the Tony winners.
Thank you for that, High School Theatre.

From there, and with my summer show family, I have become entrenched in the theatre and entertainment world.

Musicals are such a firm foundation in my life that my usual moments of breaking out into song has been nicknamed by my family.
Take no offense, but some people in my family call it 'BTS', or 'Broadway Turrets'.
(I know it's not PC, or really even that funny. But someone said it as a joke once and it stuck.)

And no, you didn't read that incorrectly.
I do break out into song.
Often.
Real, or made up.
Mostly songs from musicals.
Don't ever doubt that there is a musical song for every occasion.....
There is, trust me.

And for those of you who have met me in real life, I am constantly singing musical songs in my head.
I'm talking all. the. time.

Go watch Singing in the rain, Guys and Dolls, Kiss me Kate or Anchors Away.
And if those don't help you see my love... Rent, Phantom of the Opera or The 10th Anniversary concert of Les Miserables may do it for you.
You'll thank my later.
I hope.

August 2, 2013

Katherine from Real Food Runner!

Hello, Loves!
I'd like to introduce you to Katherine, who blogs over at Real Food Runner!
Katherine is an amazing girl and I enjoy seeing the fresh food recipes and homemade smoothie pictures.
Really, any of her beautiful pictures are great to look at.
Yes, I did tweet about a green smoothie challenge hosted by Katherine a while ago.

Here she is!




Hi, everyone! My name is Katherine and I'm so excited to be here on Erin's fabulous blog! She really does a great job, doesn't she?! :) 

Ok, so a little about me. . . I'm a runner / student at the Institute of Integrative Nutrition / on the side blogger over at www.Real-Food-Eats.com / photographer / love of music, family, friends, etc. 

Since tapping into this wonderful online community of inspiring health nuts in early 2012, I have felt motivation to eat healthier myself and encourage others along the way! You are never alone and I've found the blogging to be a fantastic way to meet wonderful people like yourself  . . . and Erin! Hope you'll pop over for a visit, leave a comment and say hi! 

So sweet, so sweet!
Be sure to check out my favorite posts from Katherine's blog!

August 1, 2013

My Shorts


Do you remember when I did a teaser about a pair of shorts that I made all on my lonesome.

I didn't get good pictures of the process, but I chopped up a pair of my jeans.

The jeans that I chose to cut were not worn very often, because my massive calves didn't allow them to go past my knees.
Yes, I bought them, then they shrank and not my calve, or any other part, fit.
Awesome.
Let's add another body part to be aware of.

Anyway. I marked right above my knee with a pen and got out the scissors.
My measuring process was pretty basic. I cut one leg, folded the pants and measured the other leg off the first.
I'm boss, I know.

From there, I kept putting them on to see where they hit, then taking them off to cut.
It was very scientific.

Then I did a small roll hem.
Once that was done I folded to the actual hem line.
Sewed.
Boom!

Bermuda shorts.

It was soooo easy.
And no, my seams aren't straight.
Yes, I overlapped and kinda did something funny in the middle of the leg.
But I have shorts I actually like.

The very next day I went to Old Navy on a whim, and none of their shorts are under 3 inches.
I bought 3 pairs.
Dang you, Old Navy!

But, my first pair of the season were free.99!

Here is a picture of Asher, admiring my awesomeness.
Or maybe, begging for a treat.