August Ipsy Bag - Smells Like Grandma's Medicine Cabinet

It's Ipsy time!!! When I saw this month's bag in the mail all I could think was, "I sure hope it's better than last month's!" I was still somewhat disappointed but at least it was a little more promising to the point where I will give Ipsy another chance for September.

August Ipsy Bag
Please excuse the horrible quality of this picture, my normal camera has been acting up 

// Urban Decay Perversion Mascara
I have never splurged on mascara before, so when I got this in my bag I got all giddy inside. However once I tried it I couldn't tell a difference between the Urban Decay mascara and my everyday Covergirl mascara other than it clumps up really easily on the brush. I'll stick with my cheapo Covergirl.

// Dr. Brandt Pores No More Pore Refiner & Primer
I don't have oily skin and I don't have large pores so all in all I saw no difference. I will say that my foundation went on a little smoother than normal however, but I think the  medicinal smell of this product is a big part of what will keep me from buying it in the future. I just felt like I smelled like my grandma's medicine cabinet all day and that is no fun.

// Klorane Extra- Gentle Dry Shampoo with Oat Milk
I got super de dooper excited when I found this in my bag. I have been wanting to try dry shampoo for a while now and couldn't wait to use this the next morning. I don't have anything to compare this to seeing as I have never tried dry shampoo before but I really liked this stuff! I was skeptical because fine straight hair and hair products don't always mix but in this case I was quite impressed.

// Jersey Shore Sun Mongongo Lip Conditioner
I mean it's chapstick... nothing too exciting. I like the fact that it smells like an Orange Julius and it goes on super smooth but again, it's chapstick...

// J. Cat Beauty Flying Solo Eye Shadow
I thought this would be more of an intense gold but once I put it on but it turned out to be a very pale, nudish gold... does that make any sense? It's actually quite pretty and good for everyday use but once again it's not so amazing that I would buy it once my sample runs out.


I May Have a Problem...

My child is not even here and I can't stop looking at Halloween costume's for them. I find myself day in and day out looking at pictures of cute babies dressed as owls, Batman, pumpkins, ghosts, etc, just giggling and cooing over the extreme adorableness of complete stranger's children.

Halloween has always been my favorite holiday and I can't wait to dress up our little goober and make them even cuter! So far I have narrowed it down to somewhere around, oh 50 or 60 different costumes, but I figured I should probably wait until I found out if they are a boy or girl before I really commit to anything. (aka this kid is going to end up with at least 10 different costumes)

I thought I would share some of my absolute favorites with you, hope you enjoy looking at these as much as I do!

, Color, hi-res   

Infant/Toddler Lovable Lion Costume Newborn Carrot Bunting Costume 0-3 Months

Infant Banana Bunting Costume - XSInfant Precious Peacock Costume


Tiny Tentacles Baby Costume  Elvis Bodysuit Infant Costume

Abonminable Snowbaby Infant Costume Waldo Baby Costume


Let's Gather Round For a Little Q&A Part Two

Last week I turned my blog over to you guys when I challenged you with the task of asking any question(s) you may have had rolling around in your head for me.
Well wonderful people, here are the answers to all your lovely questions. I hope you had as much fun asking these as I did answering them!

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What's your favorite book?
Well I will let my nerd flag fly high here because I have to admit that I love all the Harry Potter books. I grew up on them and they are some of the only books that I have never been able to put down once I start reading them.

What's your favorite movie?
Oh that's a hard one, there are so many good movies! I can't choose just one but my top three are Animal House, The Boondock Saints and The Wizard of Oz. Three completely different movies I know. Let's just say I don't discriminate against genres ha ha.

Before you got pregnant what was your normal workout routine/diet? Do you hope to go back to it once you can exercise again?
Oh man I used to be super active! I wouldn't say that there was a specific routine, I just tried to do at least one active thing a day, no matter how small. Generally though I would be in the gym three times a week, attend a yoga class once a week, attend a strength training class once a week and then the other two days just go on long walks with Snoopy. As for my pre-pregnancy diet, well there really wasn't one. My goal was just to try and eat as many fresh foods as possible free from preservatives and trillions of odd ingredients. I believed that if I made it from scratch, no matter how sugary or full of fat, it was ok since I knew and had control of everything that went into it. I guess you could say it was pretty similar to the clean eating thing that has been going around but I wasn't quite as strict.

And I know I will go back to this once I have Junior, I will just have to adjust my normal gym days to working out at home days. It will be harder but I know I can get back into a routine that will work for me.

How many kids are you planning to have?
One girl and one boy is our perfect scenario - original I know. However I know if we end up with two girls my husband is going to want to try again for a boy but no thank you! He is just going to have to learn to live with it somehow. Maybe we could get him a male dog or something so he is not the only one in the house with testosterone flowing through his veins.

What do you like most about your husband being a pilot? What do you like least?
What I like most is being outside walking Snoopy or running errands and seeing him fly by. (Although it's hard to know if it's him or another pilot sometimes) It always puts a little smile on my face. What I like least is the long hours. He is generally gone from 10 to 12 hours a day and hard to get a hold of while at work. All I have to say is that these boys and girls work way harder than I ever could have imagined!

What names (if any yet) do you have picked out for your little peanut?
Olivia Patricia (Patricia for my hubby's mom) and Jackson Thomas (Thomas for my dad)

What is your favorite thing to shop for at the BX?
Makeup! You may have to do a little extra searching since nothing ever seems to be organized, but you can generally get brand name stuff for a decent discount.

If you had to lick a cactus or drink your SO's pee, which would you choose?
I had to save this little gem until last because it had me laughing so hard. I would have to say lick a cactus, because as much as I love my husband I feel as though there would be a lot of loopholes in the licking the cactus choice. Does a lick mean I have to just touch my tongue to the cactus or do I have to lick it like my dog would? I mean if I just have to touch my tongue to it, surely I could find a decently bare spot free from spikes... Plus the idea of actually ingesting warm pee (albeit sterile) makes my stomach churn.

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Thanks for all your questions, I really had fun answering all of them!


Let's Gather Round For a Little Q&A Part One

Alright everyone I am giving you guys ALL the control today! I recently saw this fantastic, glorious, splediferous idea on a fellow blogger's blog and just had to copy it! (If you are the blogger who inspired me please let me know, I can't find your post to give you credit...)

So after all you wonderful people are done reeling from my choice of picture above, just click right here and ask away. I don't care if it's funny, serious, sad, happy, strange, or whatever! Just ask! (All questions will be kept anonymous, pinky swear. Do kids even still do that today?)

Can't wait to hear from you all!


Bumpdate {34 Weeks}

34 weeks bumpdate

{How I am Feeling} 
You know, a couple days ago I was thinking about how much I am going to miss pregnancy. Well that was a couple of days ago and as for today, I am so ready for this to be over! I have finally hit that point where no matter what I do I am super uncomfortable. I am also super slow now, I mean a granny with her walker would beat me in a race. Hell she would lap me. You should also see how long it takes me to get in and out of a car and if I end up on the floor, forget about me ever getting back up. 

{Weight Gain} 
About 28 pounds total

Ha! Snoopy is lucky she gets a short walk every day.

Whatever fits, which isn't much these days.

Ugh lets not talk about sleep. I am up at 11:00 and 3:50 to pee. Then I am up at 5:00 because that's when baby wakes up. Then Joe wakes up at 6:30 and I am pretty much out of luck at that point.

This kid is all over the place all the time! He or she get especially antsy when I start to get hungry. I can already tell that they are going to be an angry soul when they get hungry.

{Food Cravings} 
Nothing really specific. Pretty much if it has sugar as the first ingredient I want it and will consume it quicker than a starving moose consumes whatever it is that a moose consumes. (give me a break, I'm exhausted here and have no idea where that came from)

{What I am Missing} 
Sleep! Sadly I know it is going to be a long time before I get it again too.

{Belly Button} 
Well 'Old Faithful' isn't quite so faithful anymore. It has flattened itself out again but that is fine with me. I don't have to worry about it poking out in my outfits anymore.

[Labor Signs}
Nothing yet thankfully. Although Joe had me laughing so hard the other night that I had about 4 Braxton Hicks contractions in a row, so that was fun. 

{Looking Forward To} 
My baby shower is this Sunday and I can't wait! Then a week after that I am going shopping for a couple boy outfits and a couple girl outfits so that Junior will have something cute to wear that lets the world know what gender they are. (don't worry, I will just return whatever clothes don't work)

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Twelve Weeks : : Thirteen Weeks

Fourteen Weeks : : Fifteen Weeks

Eighteen Weeks : : Nineteen Weeks

Twenty Weeks : : Twenty-One Weeks

Twenty-Two Weeks : : Twenty-Three Weeks

Twenty-Four Weeks : : Twenty-Five Weeks

 17 weeks bumpdate

Twenty-Eight Weeks : : Twenty-Nine Weeks

Thirty Weeks : : Thirty-One Weeks

Thirty-Two Weeks : : Thirty-Three Weeks


To Be or Not To Be : : Military Spouse Edition

aut vincere aut mori
"Conquer or die"

When I look at my life today I couldn't be any happier. I am married to the man I love more than anything, we are about to have our first child together and we live a comfortable and yet fun lifestyle. However if you would have asked me five years ago what I wanted my life would look like in my mid 20's, the last thing I would have told you is to be a pregnant military wife. Actually I don't think that thought EVER crossed my mind, not once. So how did I get to where I am today? Well of course it all started when I met a boy. (Isn't that how most pf these stories start?)

In college Thursdays were the days all the ROTC guys on campus had to dress up in their uniforms. My friend Kylie and I used to drool over them every week because hey, what girl doesn't like a man in uniform? Our spoken agreement though was that we could look all we wanted but we would never touch a ROTC guy. Not because they scared or intimated us and not because we thought they were stuck up or egotistical. No it was because we were afraid of what it would be like to end up in love with someone who had signed up to devote years of their life to the military. It was a scary thought being with someone whose loyalties lie with the country first and you second, so we kept our distance and focused our romantic sights on other conquests.

Time went by and at the very end of my sophomore year I met Joe. I won't tell you about how we met to save time and space, but you can read about if  here if you so desire. I had broken Kylie and mine's rule about staying away from military guys, but I just couldn't help myself. It was always in the back of my mind that I would have a big decision to make at the end of our senior year of college, but I chose to ignore that and continue on with life pretending to be ignorant that things would always remain the same. Joe would try to talk to me about how he would have to move after college to go to pilot training but I would just wave it off like it was nothing and change the subject. I didn't want to think about it and I certainly didn't want to talk about it. 

Then the day came that I had been dreading all along.  We were a few months away from graduation when he came to tell me that he would be moving to Enid, Oklahoma in the summer for pilot training... and that he wanted me to come with him... My heart was beating in my ears and I was shaking, sweating and panicking. There was no avoiding it now, we needed to make a decision on what the rest of our lives was going to look like. Were we going to be in each other's lives or not? I remember looking at his nervous face and whispering, "I need to think about it" before making the excuse that I had to go to class and scurrying off. 

I had never been so scared. Ever since I was a little girl I had always dreamed about being a big wig architect in a city like New York and then finally settling down someday in my 30's and having kids. All this falling in love with an Air Force guy and moving to freaking Oklahoma of all places was not in the plan. I knew what I had to do. I called Joe a few days later and asked him if I could come over to his apartment - I think he knew then and there this wasn't going to be good. When I arrived I told him it wasn't going to work between us. I wanted my own career and I was scared to leave my parents due to all their health issues, they really relied on me. (which was true, they are not the healthiest of people and really do need a lot of help) Like the amazing guy he is, he told me he understood but to just keep thinking about it and if I changed my mind I knew where he would be. And then I left.

Three months went by and I tried my hardest to forget Joe. I focused on school and parties but everything I saw and everywhere I went reminded me of him. On a family trip to California my grandma Judy knew something was wrong and gave me some of the best advice I have ever received. She told me that if life always went how we wanted it to things would be boring. What we may have always thought we wanted from life may doesn't necessarily always turn out to be what we need from it. She also told me not to worry about my parents, that they just want me to be happy wherever and with whatever I was doing. My grandmother's words echoed in my head the whole plane trip back, but I just didn't know whether to follow my head or my heart. Did I want a career or love more?

What finally did it for me was when I was watching what was supposed to be a funny movie. They showed a funny scene with a fighter pilot and his plane, and instead of laughing like everyone else I ran out of the room crying like a baby. My grandmother's words of advice rushed into my head and I knew who I had to call. Minutes later I had Joe on the phone and was asking him if I could see him the following day. When he opened the door to his apartment that next day I knew I had made the right choice. I can't explain the feeling I got, but I guess the best way to describe it is to say that I felt like I had just arrived home. 

I knew there would be challenges with this new life I was agreeing to, I mean what I knew about the military then wouldn't have filled a post-it note. Thankfully I had not only Joe to teach me the ropes, but his sweet family also took me under their wing and were (and still are) a big help as well. I also knew that finding a good job would be hard but I knew I was ready to take on that challenge. All I knew was that wherever Joe was, is where I was supposed to be. He is my home. 

It was one of the hardest decisions I have made in life so far, but it turned out to be one of the best. Some days I do wonder where I would be if we never got back together. Would I actually be working at an architecture firm in NYC and going to grad school or would I be struggling somewhere else just to make ends meet? I try not to get too lost in these thoughts because all I have to do is take one look around me to remember that I made the right decision. There are aspects of this life that I do struggle with, this isn't one of the easiest lifestyles out there, but I am still one happy girl and my decision to become a military spouse has definitely been a big part in that.