Life Lessons: Make Hair Day Happen

I love me some hair day. Mamas... make the time. Even if it's a stretch; save some money on coffee for a couple weeks and go get your hair done. Or, get a facial. Or maybe a massage. Maybe even all three.

Do something for you. You deserve it. It's so important to invest in ourselves; to make ourselves feel better. This came after a full day being covered in baby vomit, guys... I needed a night off badly. We spend so much time trying to figure out what's going on inside those little heads that we kiss day in and day out that a few hours with nothing to do but sit back and let someone fix you up is absolute heaven. It helps you to recharge, maybe without even realizing it. 

I had nothing to think about except for which shade of blonde I wanted my ombre to be.

Um, awesome.

Buy This.

Buy this. Put it on everything. Especially quinoa & arugula salads.

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Thanksgiving 2013

Hey hey hey! I hope everyone had an amazing Holiday weekend. It always goes by so quickly.

I had so much fun helping to prep for an amazing dinner with both sides of our family, as well as to celebrate Porter's first Thanksgiving. I even got him the cute little outfit proclaiming it as such. I bought it a few months ago and I was worried it wouldn't fit, since he's actually in 12-18 month clothing now (not 9 month, which was the size of the onesie), but it fit like a glove. A perfect outfit for our little Butterball.

We had all the good stuff - turkey, stuffing, sweet potato soufflé, mashed potatoes, rolls, green beans, candied carrots, Aunt Carolyn's Deviled Eggs, pumpkin pie, fudge, brownies, lemon cookies, cherry kiss cookies, etc, etc, etc. The menu was perfect. Porter loved the stuffing, which made Paul pretty happy, since he cooked the stuffing and turkey this year. I've also been feeding Porter leftover mashed and sweet potatoes for the past few days; it's basically been the best weekend of his life.

We wrapped up the evening, on the couch watching White Christmas - a Burton family tradition. Except, this year, we all turned in early - before it finished. I blame the infants/toddlers that we had running the show this year... Porter and Amelia, namely.

I started that thing, this year, where I tried to list something I was grateful for each day. I lasted until, like, the tenth day. It wasn't because I was having a hard time finding things I was grateful for, it was because I could have went on and on and on and on...

I'm thankful for family. I'm thankful for tradition, old and new. I'm thankful for love, and selflessness and warm hugs and hot coffee and a cheesy smile on the face of my 11 month old. I'm thankful that God decided I was worthy of molding and caring for the most precious little human life, and that I got to experience the first of many holidays with him. I'm thankful that I am a wife, and that my husband if my best friend. I'm thankful for cold weather and wagon rides and a loyal family dog...

See? I could go on and on. :)

I hope you all had a fabulous holiday!