Tuesday, November 8, 2016

I can bet NONE of y'all saw that coming! I have been contemplating joining LuLaRoe since the mid point of my pregnancy. I had some time to think on it and then was pleasantly distracted with Kirb for the past six months. When my return to work after maternity leave did not go as planned, I threw around the idea again. After MANY hours of research, I sat down with J and we decided it would be a great creative outlet for me and, with a lot of hard work, an opportunity to bring in some diaper money.  (thanks babe)

LuLaRoe asks all of their consultants to think about their "Why?". I feel like my "Why?" might be a tad different than the majority of the LuLaRoe community. I feel like it's a two part-er.  Seven years ago, late summer of 2009, I decided to accept a job that required me to move 2153 miles from my comfort zone, my family, my southern classic. I had no idea what I was doing, I just knew I needed to go. So we will title part one of my "Why?". 


Part two has a lot to do with a t-shirt and jean problem wardrobe. Of course, I am not to blame for this. I will start by pointing fingers. 
  • wearing uniforms in high school (don't have to wear real clothes)
  • freedom of wearing whatever I wanted in college (don't have to wear real clothes)
  • working at a clinic that required we wear scrubs (not real clothes)
    • thanks for ironing them Mama ;)
  • working in construction field where I could wear blue jeans and t-shirts AND SCRUBS
    • again, not real clothes
By no means am I telling you this to make you feel sorry for me, if you know me, then you know that this was A DREAM! My mother hated it.... she's cute. Well, once you fall into that wardrobe. It is terribly hard to get out. I also feel like my age group of young women have a hard time finding "in-between" clothes. Not too dressy and not sweats.... 

Okay maybe it's a three part-er. When you work in the private sector of the government, it's really hard to meet people. You are around the same folks everyday (for me it was mostly men, Jimbo age men.) Ha! Thankfully I met Jason and now have some very special girlfriends but I am a social butterfly and I need to put myself out there and spread those beautiful wings. 
I guess what I'm trying to say is, 
I'm itching for a new adventure, I want to challenge myself to get creative with my wardrobe, and put myself out there to meet new people.  That's my why...

Now for the logistics.... I won't receive my inventory until after the first of the year, maybe it will show up on my 31st birthday. #yippee :\

Most of my sales will be online, so stay tuned for more information on how you can shop!

Wish me luck, send some prayers and know... I love yall!


Monday, October 24, 2016

I've been working on a post about the day Kirby was born because mainly I want to have it down somewhere so I won't forget what happened that day (HA) and if it's on the World Wide Web, I'll never misplace it. ;) #freemancurse Plus, it's amazing how different everyone's journey is and I feel like the more we share the less scary it can be for a new mama.

So to hold all of you over until then.... in no particular order some highlights

   The whole pregnancy the only thing I craved was ice and the occasional donut hole and for my 30th birthday BOY DID JASON DELIVER! #nomnomnom I probably threw up after because I basically did that every day for nine months. #yolo    (They are spudnuts, not "dough"nuts. SO GOOD)


this was me on my due date (5/6/2016) feeling very pregnant and really rocking these ridiculous glasses hoping to distract people from staring at my huge cankles belly


This was the most important errand each Sunday and sometimes we'd have to go on Friday if I was getting low. #priorities

We decided to rip out our kitchen around week 30. I had waited five years to take a sledge hammer to these cabinets and at this point Jason barely allowed me to look towards the kitchen because we thought I would go into labor.  #thetorture This took four weeks and no counters for 8 weeks. But the outcome was COMPLETELY worth it! #IKEAwinsagain

March 12th... the day we brought our baby  the kitchen home... all 197 boxes.  The drive from Seattle was not that bad.... more on this later! #highway240

Jason eating a french dip sandwich, while I'm in labor. "Babe, is this bad?"-when he's about to take the last bite 
*only love babe, you are the best

But... let's get to the good stuff because I know y'all are not reading because of me and J. 

THE most serious baby EVER

"Guys really? Give me some space, I just got here."

Kirby Malachi Smith
Born at 7:21pm
May 8th 2016
Mother's Day
7lbs 7.7oz 

We had no idea what we were doing. 

"Should we have started with a puppy?"


HAHAHAHAH - motherhood

Stay tuned for more shenanigans..... love yall

the old and the NEEEEEEWWWWWW.....

Thursday, September 29, 2016

Obviously this is a draft from way back: 

Well, here it is....

....nothing fancy, a few pics and a lot of grammatical errors but nothing misspelled SWEAR!

An online journal so that family and friends (and probably a few strangers) can keep up with our excitingly normal life here in the deserts of eastern Washington, GREAT IDEA ASHLEY! Am I not the first person to think of this?? WHAT!! Oh.... ;)

I left my old blog behind  along with my old name because well I'm married now and we started a family! It was time that I stopped being so selfish and doing all the adventures alone. 

In this corner we have Jason
on the right....wink wink

and in this corner ME....the redhead! (a picture from a gazillion years ago, at an amazing sushi place in Portland. Shout out to the Millers!)

and lastly... the reason all of you are reading this....
the much anticipated 

Update: wehadababyitsaboy

Stay tuned to the blog... I challenge myself to one post a year! I sure hope I can manage it. ;)
(I'm coming at you Kasey. ha)

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