My first official post from My backyard!!! All the heart eyes! All the party/confetti emojis!!! All the feels!!!!

As you know, my life has been crazy insane or insane crazy, when I say Hussein you say shady!! (Sorry but today I’m a perfect  rap and country blend) So. Today’s post is brought to you by warm Sunday sunshine, two non barking dogs, a napping baby, and Noah from the notebook. 

The beginnings of a suntan burn my winter skin and my perfectly concocted iced coffee is close to sex right now. I’m sitting in an old familiar lawn chair as the aroma of technology class flows out through my new back door (thank you for my farmhouse trim, my gorgeous husband!). I spent the morning with my cousins, and Mav then spent the afternoon with his. As much as a nomad I’ve become, a traveling gypsy if you will, I can taste my future in the air today. 

My babe is working like a dog, moreso an Ox in Oregon Trail, on this new home of ours and I couldn’t be more thrilled with this man whose mine, who uses his God given talent, vision and full blown dedication to make our dreams come true. To make myyy dreams come true. To set a life up for our son that was even better than our own two childhoods combined. 

The stillness in this neighborhood has all my cells standing alert and alive. The birds singing in the trees sounds like the song in my heart. The animals rustling in the forever wild woods behind me is more than my soul can take today. 

Thanks God. For answering my prayers. And disguising tough times as a wild waiting room for something even better to come in your time . As I sit on the shore of my happiness today, the waves come crashing in nice and slow. I couldn’t be more thankful for the way the universe presents things exactly as we never knew we needed them. 

To my husband: I’m thankful our dreams line up like the stars up above. I’m happy we know how to carry eachother through the tough times. I’m in love with the way we walk in the sunshine together with our heads tilted back laughing at all the chaos. You get me like nobody else. I wouldn’t want anyone else on their best day when I can have someone like you to always count on, even at our worst. You save me every day. 

Hi guys!!!!!!!!!! I miss this. It’s been too long. But life is fucking CRAZY. So let me be scattered and collect myself real quick. 
First wedding of the season this morning with 16 girls: two gorgeous brides equaled the most hair I have ever seen on a Saturday morning.  Ok, drove down Glen Ave, past my old house that doesn’t even feel like my old house yet, then a quick jaunt through the glenville Panera drive thru, and back to the salon for some more sick hair to be did. Then hung out with the fam (woooo chris and whit were in town!) brought them to see our new gloriously messy-from-renovations house, out to Hattie’s for dinner and ice cream at Ben and Jerry’s. Back to the house to put a load of laundry in and find some jewelry, perfume and hairspray, and SLIPPERS because it’s still fuckingggg winter. Wait, can I just say I am a laundry nomad? Like if you invite me anywhere I’m bringing a basket of laundry with me. It’s so disturbing but I’m trying to move on from it, so far I’m still damaged. Finally back to the apartment, (oh yes, we failed at living with our parents and moved into a lovely little abode in ballston spa thanks to our generous and oh so kind bil&sil!) to shower and unload my carhouse. Don’t know what a carhouse is? It’s when you have more shit in your car than you do in any one other local. So the boys and dogs are passed the F out and I’m up polishing my nails for JGPROM tomorrow. JGPROM is actually photos being taken for our newnew website that’s gonna be like so crazy beautiful. But of course we’ve been prepping for weeks and getting our weaves just right, and since 95% of my life is packed in a pod, a storage unit, and in miscellaneous boxes strewn between here and timbuckfuckintu, (SINCE JANUARY) girlfriends got a little anxiety about looking super dope tomorrow.  Life has been an insane crazy ride, worse than any roller coaster, but more just like the roter. The fuckin rotor!!!!! Do you remember that? 

I give you, my life:  

An anxious and nervous walk into an unknown room with strangers. Then the floor drops out from underneath you while spinning at top speed and you are stuck to the wall like a cheap tennis ball to a strip of velcro. It lasts for a few minutes and then finally the ride stops. And you’re staying for an extra moment to gather yourself and try to realize what just happened. Except, I’m not voluntarily going on this ride. And this ride is like groundhogs day. It keeps repeating and replaying day after day. Hoping the ride breaks soon. And that I can unpack my car.

As for now, couple things.

Thank you to everyone for praying for my mom. For loving her, sending her love, food and flowers; for texting me, calling me, and offering me love, too. It means so much more than I could ever explain in words. Please continue to keep her in your prayers, as we are not out of the woods yet.

My clients – if you’re reading this, thank you. For being so understanding always. Thank you for loving me through the good times and being patient through the bad times. And if you don’t have an appointment for April, call like right now, because my book is insane. 

My work family, especially Rachel. To have my work place be one of the only places I can leave my problems at the door is a rare and special gift. I sincerely love what I do, and where I do it, and who I get to do it with. The fact that it’s a gorgeous and super dope salon that makes me instantly happy when I walk in is more than I ever wanted for myself in a career. So thank you for providing me a happy place 💖 

And to end it on a light note, here’s some random thoughts since I’ve last wrote.

My son turned 2 and he’s the smartest funniest most adorable little boy I’ve ever ever known. I thank God every minute for making me his mom. Even the bad minutes where he’s covered in dog shit and got it on my one and only clean pair of jeans and then I have to repeat the same outfit I wore to work two days before and pray nobody remembers or is evil enough to comment on said recurring outfit. Children’s birthday parties are absolutely insane and I’m all set with attending kiddy parties for as long as I live. Year three will be a night in the backyard with the dogs. Foreal. Overwhelming is an understatement. #notmomoftheyear #betterlucknexttime 

Current obsessions: cashew milk, melted lipgloss by two faced, lorac bronzer, and pink toenails. My coffee selection has been from Dunkin Donuts and I get a medium iced dark roast with 1 pump of butter pecan, a turbo shot and almond milk. It’s like mom crack. Headbands, always. And making Mav count to 10. Cutest ever.

Goose and Stella are very much in love.

My sister Allie is my savior.

I’m so excited for our photoshoot tomorrow, so I have to go topcoat my nails and pray the Botox fairy comes and injects me in my sleep 👑💉☺️ And the under eye brightening fairy. K, bye!