I can honestly say I'm okay with these, however there were a couple other ones I still can't get on board with- like rounded shoulders?? slouchy pants?? Maybe when i become more adventurous with my closet, but for now...I'm gonna pass on those.
Either way, no matter what trend, I'm happy it's fall. Well, here in California, it's trying to be fall.
The past two weekends I have been laying out. Being blessed with brown skin, a tan has never been a problem. (Sorry white girls) I have been trying to be skin conscious due to wrinkles and skin cancer, but after one day of Sun... I can't get over my tan lines.
I love them.
I've missed them.
So since summer is coming to a close...girls....savor your tan lines.
Blogtember Day 3 - Pass on some useful advice or information you learned and always remembered.
I remember it like it was yesterday. It was the homecoming highschool footbal game where i ran into my old principal. We chatted and caught up about how I was doing in college, and I told her about my struggles with my major. I had originally gone to college for criminal justice. i wanted to be a homicide detective. She told me no matter what I decided to do, switch my major, or stay in it, that everyday when I go to work, I have to love what I do. Other wise, it would make it seriously hard to get up in the morning. Then she told me if I ever wanted to be a teacher, I would always have a job at my old highschool. That next year- I came home and enrolled in design school and that summer i met my husband. I never had a doubt in my mind after that chat. I was in the wrong major. Thank you, Mrs. Merriman for helping me make one of the best desicions I've ever made.
Blogtember Day 2:If you could take three months off from your current life and do anything in the
world, what would you do?
I know that the majority of people will instantly say "I would travel the world." I honestly would love to travel, But realistically, I'd wish I had done something else.
I would take the time to start and polish the kick off of my own residential design firm. I have always played with the idea of starting my own company as a side gig. Something to keep me busy, to flex my creative muscles, and to make a little extra money on the side. My heart will always yearn for designing things that have my name on it from start to finish. Although I am slowly but surely in the process of starting my own business, I would take those three months to plan, advertise, and design. Starting with my own house, then slowly start to build clientle.
Here goes nothing...a "giveaway of sorts"...
If you are interested in working with me, I would love to work with you!
Email me at Breeklipfel@gmail.com and I can send you some details.
now for the giveaway.
You must be a follower of Lux and Lace.
Leave a comment of what room you would like done and why.
One person to will recieve design services and a room done for free.
Five people who inquire about design services, I will give 50% off of my design fees or rooms to go.
Two years ago, I married this man. The best and easiest descision I have ever made. No matter what life throws at us, I know he will always be at my side.
You have made me stronger, and love deeper than I ever thought possible. I know our life isn't perfect, and I'm still learning to embrace that. As I told you once before, you are rooted in my soul...and you always will be. You are my home, my heart, and my life.
I usually don’t share this kind of personal info on my blog,
and I figured now is a good time since I have so much to share at this point in
my life, and I know that so many of you are wondering if I’m okay…I’ll start by
telling you my story…
girl finds out she’s pregnant- tries to hide her
excitement from husband. Notes in calendar “best day ever”
surprises husband with a sesame seed in his hand…the
size of his baby.
due to out of state in laws happening to be in town,
girl and boy tell parents. Parents are so excited.
girl makes first baby appointment…planning commences.
Nursery design starts…online searching begins, baby names, cribs, clothes, and
everything else baby.
Family reunion time. Girl tells siblings and the
rest of her family. Boy and girl start to tell close friends.
First ob/gyn appointment. Find out baby is barely
five weeks and can’t see baby, or might be blighted ovum or molar pregnancy. Boy
and girl in shock, but not giving up hope.
girl devastated- day goes as follows…cry..sleep…cry…sleep…cry..sleep…cry.
Husband tells her everything is fine. There is still a chance of baby being
Day 32 through 34
girl spends time with husband, brother, niece
and nephew, keeps her mind off baby.
girl starts to numb. Neither excited nor sad
anymore, but nervous for next appointment. Boy tells girl that everything will
be okay. No matter what happens, we’ll have each other, and that’s enough. Friends
and family are supportive and girl feels loved and blessed to have them in
doctor tells girl and boy there little to no chance
of a baby. Must wait to miscarry. Girl and boy devastated. Day 31 repeats-
without the hopeful part.
more crying more waiting…still waiting for the worst
That’s it- The story of my 46 day pregnancy.
I thought I was prepared, since the last appointment I knew
there was a chance of this happening, but I was not. What made it worse, was
knowing that I had to tell everyone the news. I opted for texting since I couldn’t
bear the thought of talking to everyone about it. To add salt to the wound my
phone sending me email alerts from various baby boards telling me that I was so
many weeks along and that my baby was the size of grape. CONGRATULATIONS! …delete….Then the inflow of love and support
through text message only made my heart ache more. Messages of what a great mom
I will be, that this kind of thing is common, and completely normal. No matter
how many times I heard or read, “things happen for a reason,” “it wasn’t your
time,” “god has a plan,” or “you’ll get pregnant again right away,” it
doesn’t get any easier. I never, in a million years, thought it would be this
hard. It’s hard to talk about, hard to think about, hard to not think about it.
In time the sting will go away, we’ll
try again, and things will go back to normal, but I can’t help but be a little more
than sad.We’ll always be a little
afraid of going to the doctor to see our baby. We’ll never get back the first
excitement on our parent’s faces and friends faces when we told them we were
pregnant. The few little baby gifts that we received from friends who knew, now
are in the top shelf of the closet out of sight. I can’t even look at the guest
room the same anymore.
Both of us feel like we were given
this amazing gift, a gift that we both wanted so badly, and now it’s gone. No
one took it away from us, no one did it to us. It’s just gone; gone with no one
or nowhere to direct our anger and sadness. We are left to grieve a baby that
never started growing. It’s hard watching my husband feel helpless as he holds
me and I cry, knowing he wants to fix my broken world for me, but he can’t. It’s hard to watch both of us trying to hold
it together for each other. It’s hard to watch myself lose the excitement and happiness
that I had 48 days ago. It’s hard to tell people, “It’s okay” when they say
that they are sorry- because it’s not okay. I’m not okay. To tell you the truth,
I am completely and utterly devastated. I
have never experienced this kind of heartbreak. There is really no other way to
describe it. I feel broken.
I’m hoping that sharing our story
will help people understand that I appreciate the concern, and to answer your
questions….no, I’m not okay, but I know I will be. For now, waves of tears and
sadness are what I know….I also know eventually, in time, I will smile again,
laugh again and be back to myself. I
just need time.
I love you all,
from the bottom of my broken heart.
To my amazing husband, I'm so thankful that God sent you to me. I dont know what I would do with you. Thank you for being my stregnth and my legs while we walk through this terrible road together.You never cease to amaze me how you know exactly what I need in times like this.
My sincerest apologies for being gone for so long. I have been going through quite the personal whirlwind. I haven't written in my journal at home since January. So much has happened since January- I can't even begin to think of how I am going to remember it all.
What I do know is that this past few weeks I have had time to think, cry, plan, pray and accept what life is throwing at me. I am learning to completely let go and learn that I'm not in control and I cannot change the outcome of things in the past.
I am not quite ready to share about all these changes, but in due time I will open like a book. For right now, I am on a continuous search for motivation and inspiration to keep trucking along.
What I do know is that indeed, sometimes the things we can't change, end up changing us.
Every year I anticipate August. The Family Reunion is
usually in this month. I get to go back to the city my husband and I love the
most, and I get to spend time with my family.And every year- I am shocked how fast August comes upon us. Can you
believe we are already almost to the end of summer?!