Don’t you just love discovering new things? I thought I’d share some of my favorite discoveries in the blog world… lately.
Meet Kendi. She’s fashionable every single day. I, on the other hand, pride myself on being fashionable at least once or twice a week. Less now that none of my clothes fit, but soon, my friend, I’m going to have a closet full of clothes that haven’t fit in a few months and I’m going to LOVE it.
Do you love office supplies, newly sharpened pencils, and anything they sell at the Container Store? Then you’ll love IHeartOrganizing. I’ve gotten some great ideas on there, including designing some cute labels for otherwise ordinary baskets and canisters.
My husband will tell you I’m a bit frugal. I think I magically inherited it when we got married, but I’ve always had a bit of a “cheap” streak in me. I guess that’s what happens when you grow up with a $2 a week allowance… in high school. It just hurts me to waste money on things… thus, I love Copy Cat Chic, which gives you knock-off versions of pricier furniture, rugs, and lighting. Every time someone asks me if my bedroom furniture is from Pottery Barn (it’s actually 20-year-old hand-me-down kid furniture from a neighbor that I refinished), my chest puffs up just a little.
Crazy Mom Quilts. Since I’m an amateur quilter (emphasis on amateur… and slow), I love seeing all of her ideas. Even though I’ll never be good enough to tackle half of them, I’ve already found one of hers that will be the inspiration for my next quilt – mine will be a fun gray and yellow number that will probably be a gift for someone in 2013. I told you I’m slow.
The Lettered Cottage. This blog is just pretty. And happy.
I’d love to hear some of you favorite blogs – just let me know in the comments section. Soon I’ll post some of my favorite friends’ blogs… I am learning all about motherhood thanks to the documented adventures of other girls my age. And laughing with them.
PS–Project 115 Update: I did the P90X cardio AND ab videos this morning before work. And then I promptly collapsed in the floor of my living room, which is where I was when my husband got home from the gym. Man, that was hard. But now that I’m up and moving, I’m fine. Tomorrow I’m going to be brave and try the spin class that has been intimidating me for, oh, about five years. And… I’m down four pounds! Eleven more to go… we decided last night to get a bit stricter with our diet. So no Chick-fil-a for me for a good long while. It’s worth it… right?