Welllll, we turned our heat on two nights ago. Because WINTEMBER IS HERE! Just kidding! There is zero excitement for the cold except for the couple days it’s actually weather perfection! Where you can mix dresses and boots and sweaters and dark ass jeans by morning but by noon you are withering away into a sweaty mess 🙂 no but seriously. Fall fashion is my fav fav favorite season to dress. The plaid, the flannels, the booties, excuse me, shabooties as Rita always called them 🙂 the floral prints, the touches of harvest and Halloween. God it is more magical I think than Christmas! Although my love for sequins all days is strong, December takes the sequins cake.
Ugh I digress. Ok. I have to say it. It’s sad that we live in a society/world that we have to fear speaking our minds. That someone (read everyone) will take offense. Be it that I want to talk about why I like Trump, or why I hate Trump, I should be allowed to say it! We still do live in that country right?! I thought freedom of speech was still one of my rights! And yes I know it is but not without the cost of a thousand opinions and other free thoughts trying to belittle my very own. Lucky for you that’s about all I’ll say about politics EVER. Because that’s just not me.

What I will always talk about is being better, and doing better especially when you KNOW better. And if you are reading this, I hope by now you know better.

Buuuuut, if ya don’t, lemme school you real quick. (God! Rita is falling out of my mouth today)

These are some things that set you apart as a fantastic adult – loving your children more than you love yourself. Not blaming other people or things for your daily attitude. Helping someone without expecting any help in return. Giving, be it your time, your love, or a bag of clothes, just give and feel how good it feels. Being present. Put your damn phone down and look at your child!!! Or your husband, or your plate of food without snapping it or instagramming it. Being diverse, even if it’s with the dinner you are preparing, your husband will love you for it and your tastebuds will thank you! Doing something out of your box every week, for me this week it will be returning to the gym – the Y, which I couldn’t be more excited for. Asking for help!!! Ask your dad to watch your baby and plan a spontaneous date night with your boo. ((Hello Blake SHELTON Thursday!)) Which brings me to my next idea, being spontaneous! Make dinner and then make reservations, it’s almost like two indulgences of free treats in one! Save the prepared dinner for Friday night and pop out for pizza midweek! It’s ok to step outside our CZ. 

In fact we as women need that, thrive on that, live for that, and then, say it with me, we are BETTER because of it!! Better wives, mothers and coworkers. Ok, more things that make you a fantastic adult – support your friends. Just do it! If one of your sisterfriends is having a horrible week, bring that betch a bottle of her favorite wine, leave it on her doorstep because you can totally afford to do it. Actually, I bet a bottle of wine is probably in your pantry right now, and you have 10 minutes to go out of your way at least one day this month, and, bonus! You can leave your kids in the car when you run up to her door 🙂 She’ll be surprised and delighted and won’t mind that you’re not staying to drink it with her! Don’t wanna bring her wine? Then support her small business! Buy the rustic sign/headband/tummywrap/young living oils/facecream or go and get your hair done by her. And when you’re doing business with her, treat her like the hard working, ass-busting professional she is! Don’t ask for a discount, don’t expect a discount, and maybe even give her a little extra because, well she’s your GIRL  and you should want to help women in small business! Don’t have any friends like this? (Lies, we all have a friend like this) then send her a good old fashion piece of snail mail. Or bake her a pie. Oh hell, buy her a pie since I can already hear the scoffing about pie baking. Just support your fellow woman! If we can’t have eachother’s backs then what the hell are we even doing? We are mothers and wives. Daughters of great women. Aunts to precious little girls and boys. We are shaping the f’ing future. More is more. Compliments, little gestures, little tokens of love become the most special and rare treasures in this world. And you know what will feel so much better than being lucky enough to receive one of these R.A.O.K? MAKING THEM HAPPEN. Being the one to make shit happen. Being the change we all can agree needs to happen in this scary world. And fine, if you can’t think of one girl in your life that you want to be a part in bettering her day, buy a box of donuts and bring them to your nearest construction site. Too lazy for that? Buy a coffee for the person behind you in line. 

Just stop! Stop being complacent, silent, entitled, booooring, self righteous or lazy. 

I like to think I’m gaining this unapologetic approach to life. I know I have my mother behind me pushing me forward, and making me speak up for myself. And making me not tone who I am down. And I love her for that. This life is a different world for me now. Some days it still sucks that I don’t have a mom. But I walk through every day watching how others live, and realize that however much we once butt heads, I respect my mom for raising me right. Come to think of it, my mom lived every day like it was her last. She loved with every ounce of her being. She spoke her mind, said inappropriate things, stirred the pot, and shot straight from the hip. She wore her heart on her shirt sleeve and had loyalty to her family like no other. Her relationships were paramount, the utmost important thing to her. The way she gave love is unmatched by anyone I know. 

She taught me to respect my elders, “I’m the mother that’s why” 

How to not eat like a fat ass “Brianna is that you in the pantry again?” 

And how to love. “I do it because I love you” 

I’ll forever miss being raised by her through my adult years. She was the kitchen commander and the best teacher of love, and of respect. 

So maybe I’m saying be more like Her. Because she was pretty fucking great 🙂